Lyrics M.F.C. Lawz - Heltah Skeltah

M.F.C. Lawz

Hahaha
Yeah, Heltah Skeltah (Outlawz)
Outlawz
Doc
MFC, almighty
Ruck, yeah, yeah
Yo
I spit the vocab (vocab) while most fags, go grab/
Notepads and brag about they bitch coach bag/
I’m layin' in the cut, ready to blast and twist/
Any nigga who be thinkin' I’m a pacifist/
Yo' ass get this, know you couldn’t last in this/
When you ask of the force of the Magnum, bitch/
Yo drag this dick, head nigga out the car/
Smack 'em up with the heater, give his face some scars/
I hate when y’all, niggas try to disrespect/
Techniques, next week I will disconnect/
Your fuckin' head of your shoulder, when the dread come below the/
Boom, black been pullin' mad shit from his holster/
Smack ya with accurate lyric loaded transistor/
On your radio they don’t know shit about the inflict-ster/
Know y’all niggas slept on, me so I crept on/
The Ave., then the mack left more buried than Steffon/
Yes y’all (hahahahahaha) Who the best in the indusphere/
In the vicini’y nigga that disagree than send 'em here/
Plenty years, I been puttin' motherfuckin' plenty fear/
In the heart of these bitch ass niggas when my semi tear/
Who we be?
We be the B double O-T-C,-A-M-P
Who we be?
We be the O-U-T-L-A,-W-Z
Verse 2: Rock, Young Noble
Livin' this hell like the Skeltah
Who can I trust
Move emotionless
Puffin' this vibe we got among us
I’m sick of Niggas livin' legal
So we got some Outlawz
Push the Southpole
Mad Niggas don’t get punched in they mouth hard
I got y’all
Snatchin' guilty tactics cause you’re ashtray
Straight up faggots
My Mag spin to make a Nigga backwards
Attack shit like some full blooded pimps for sin
With tens aimed at your rims (?)
Named man with a vengance I’ll make you late for attendance
Now I get so stupid
Niggas couldn’t complete full sentences
We livin'
Every single day at full speed, full breed, thugs be
Fuck with this, you bleed (you bleed)
Now we’re keepin' best act boy at Alcatraz
Out for cash
Moreno brought it down blast
Oringal done clock niggas, fuck these rap niggas
And these rats out for cheese (?)
What they need is all together
All my thugs is to perform
If you ain’t down for the cause
You can get the fuck off
Ya see the moral of the song
Is get paid and move on
If you ain’t down for the cause
You can get the fuck off
Crooked cops and politicians
Tryin to lead the people more
Y’all ain’t down for the cause
You can get the fuck off
Every day I wake
Thank the lord, I made it to the mall
Livin' strong and get it on
You can get the fuck off
5:49 in the AM, situation mayhem
Situation made him
Took his last step
Crooked came watch his life end
Bury 'em
In the game of who’s applause
Heltah Skeltah made it on
Till them thug nation Outlawz
Follow course
If you ain’t free ya fall
Hit 'em up, one-by-one, crew-by-crew, fuck 'em all
Say Napoleon stay strong
Steady eyes, perfect shot
You got a 9 inch bitch?
I got a 9, hollow point
Just to fuck on some playback shit
When y’all can cock
You make enemies for what
And I ain’t stoppin' till you die
Shit is hot like the weed spot on Amsterdam
Consume your made man
Before your whole plans gotta be revenge
Ah no dance to this
Let Jehovah be ya witness
Another life as long as Michelle
Mind of the instend
Thug, so it is to see
Washed in the blood I bleed
Cause the real war shit is movin' fast
Verse 4: Napoleon, Doc Holiday
We Operating Under Thug Lawz As Warriorz
Doc Holiday let’s stock 'em up
They get in the line so fuck 'em up
They talk to much, but don’t wanna bust
Yo Napoleon, why these niggas trippin'
Greedy bad boy made 'em slippin'
We in Cali (?)
We make it side to side
Ain’t doin' it right
For my poor dad
Bitch all my life
And the true life
These true gods
Stick you up like (?)
These partners
And MC Outlawz his highness
When these sneakers behind us
Best stress out to find us
Who, ho mind yourself
And your help
Damage when I get the belt
When your bailed
Fuck your belt
I let you jam
Life’s a bitch
Never then
Never leave no evidence
Confident, take you fore them presidents
Outro:
Outlawz
We ain’t to steal
Forever ride
Why not?
Mad as fuck
Cause I can get the Niggas out for your pride
While I’m Young Noble
I represent for my young soldiers
No doubt we cabbin' to tore shit
And all shit is over
Outlawz
Heltah Skeltah
Doc Holiday
Almighty
Motherfuckers
What what
Nigga, you don’t like what the fuck you heard
So you can get the fuck off
Slugs
And Makaveli rest in peace
Makaveli the Don
Killa Kadafi thug in peace
Chorus till fade