[Edi: talking] C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... Smoke It Outlawz c'mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c'mon Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle Blood Brothers ya know Hit the weed, get the drank Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in Outlaw Recordz... please respect it Here we go
[Edi] Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle Get the weed, get the drank Turn the lights down Bang ya hood Show ya tatts Let them niggaz know They crossed the muthafuckin' line And now they gotta go Im with my family and I'm finna' light it Fuck yall niggaz I cant see a damn thang but us dog Makaveli lives and shit I'm the fuckin proof 2nd generation Thug Life Who is you? Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect it We them niggaz gettin' helix When it get hectic Well trained, smell game from a mile away Get the bitch to the hide away right away Edi - i - like a thief in the night I rock her to sleep I put my piece thru the light We breathe thru the light And we the strength for the strong Keepin' it going Yall muthafuckas hate cause you know Here we go
[chorus: Kastro] I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life So... ghetto shit is all I like Like loud mouth ho's Foul mouth folks Up 3 days straight Thuggin' in the same clothes We scrap for a living Trapped in this prison We take money-money Without asking permission Our hearts pump thug shit Our blood drip fire The life of an Outlaw For swears to admire
[Kastro] The butchery, gun talk and money moves The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose Walk in my shoes If you can you's a man Two hands on ya balls These squares can't understand Daddy... raised me crazy And now I'm worst Down thursty for thug money I guess I'm cursed Who woulda' knew... that... When the kid got big I'd be thugged out without giving a shit I spit dues Appears to me no school Follow the leader I'll lead ya We will not loose Im from a rotten deck From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek No sweat.......... I demand respect And respect you take You walk lightly, politely I do what's not right Like ???? Spike Lee Ain't nobody like me No need to look Im down hard I die hard I think I'm hooked
[chorus: Kastro] I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life So... gutta shit is all I like Like loud mouth ho's Foul mouth folks Up 3 days straight Thuggin' in the same clothes We scrap for a living Trapped in this prison We take money-money Without asking permission Our hearts pump thug shit Our blood drip fire The life of an Outlaw For swears to admire
[Edi] We.... settin' up shop ?? Pac til the death of me I hear ya back up in my head Dont have to pressure me Elevation, preparation 'Bout to take this over 'Bout to get a face in this game Im mase over Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around You sellin' coke, shootin' the block You's a rapper POW Nigga please spare me all the details Me and mine gon' ball or see hell Will we fail? Nigga neva' I got a one shot deal And dog it's so real Im out here like whatever I could pay these bills or shoot to kill Cause gutta shit is all I like Bump a bitch in the day And we fuckin' at night (yeah) Ghetto shit is all I love Over packed clubs And oversized dub's (shit) 22's, money rules in the life we lead Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O.G
[chorus: Kastro] I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life So... ghetto shit is all I like Like loud mouth ho's Foul mouth folks Up 3 days straight Thuggin' in the same clothes We scrap for a living Trapped in this prison We take money-money Without asking permission Our hearts pump thug shit Our blood drip fire The life of an Outlaw For swears to admire
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