(feat. Gravy, Hussein Fatal, Yaki Kadafi)
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[Intro: 2Pac talking]
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You motherfuckers kill me
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Why yall niggaz don't ever talk that shit when we be in the physical form?
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Why yall niggaz get all shy when we right there next to you at the premiere's and shit?
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Hahaha
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Yall niggaz get alot of heart when you get in the studio, huh?
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Get that can the man motherfucker wanna talk shit on the mic
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Well do this for me, would you?
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Next time you get the notion to talk some shit about an Outlaw nigga
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or a nigga from the west side the best side, call me
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Call me nigga, reach out and touch a nigga, cause uh
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If you don't do that and I hear one of you niggaz sayin somethin on a record, ha
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Expect me nigga like you expect Jesus to come back
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Expect me nigga, I'm comin'
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[Beat starts]
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[2Pac]
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Ah, from the pressure, yeah
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You know how we do this Quik, Outlaws, untouchable
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After the fire comes the rain, after the pleasure there's pain
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Even though we broke for the moment we'll be balling again
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Time to make ya'll, my military be prepared for the busters similar to
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Bitches to scary, get to near me we rush 'em
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Visions of over packed prisons, million's of niggaz thug living
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Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us
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So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's (shh)
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Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place
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I'm sensing niggaz is defenseless I'm hitting fence's then getting ghost
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Who can prevent me shooting senseless at these niggaz throats?
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Only wish to breed, I explode into a million seeds
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Yall remember me legendary live eternally
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Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation
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Niggas screamin' peace cause they fear when my squad face 'em,
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Take 'em to places face to face then erase 'em, and break 'em
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Murder motherfuckers that are waitin' to quicken the pace
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[Chorus: 2Pac]
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Bitch made niggaz and that bullshit you going through
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Outlaws busting while we rushing
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We untouchable
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Fuck you niggaz and that bullshit you going through
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We Outlaws rushing you busting you
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We untouchable
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[Repeat 2x]
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[Gravy]
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Aiyyo we won't stop, I let the '44 pop
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Tanqueray and Alize' make niggaz get shot
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I'm smokin on some gush baby, you know it's all Gravy
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Calicos, AK's, niggaz yellin mayday
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Payday, soon as the red dots connect
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Off that haze and that 'dro, that Cali sticky icky
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Strictly 2-1-3, 8-1-8, 3-2-3
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3-1-0, we Outlaws, baby
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[Yaki Kadafi]
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I'm surrounded by thugs, slugs with crystals and pistols, callin
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Copy murderers that be softer than tissues
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Got my persona soldier dedicated to the fuckin drama
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My foes retreat like pros when they post my pros
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Mashin like piranahs or a pack of pitts
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Bodies get wasted, paper chasin, tryna stack a brick
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Dear mama, I'm touched for lots of lethal clutch, clingin for a life which ain't much
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And a lust for these guns to bust
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Ain't no trust for these herbs tryna wet ya, keep my burner on the dresser
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Wake up bustin in the mornin from the pressure
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[Chorus: 2x]
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[Hussein Fatal]
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I never had a chance to be a buster, I was raised hard
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With the only shed of tattooed tears out near the graveyard
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I rep my Outlaws deeply
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Done seen too many real players fall to let the industry cheat me
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Only behind the scenes do they see me as 2Pac the don
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And this bitch with 2 glocks, I'm wrong
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The homie still gon roll and standin with your biggest G
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You still gon fold, I can guarantee you a lost
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The homie 'Pac told me "I can guarantee you a boss"
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And it was in for a brief minute, far as my life
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Since he disappeared, I still ain't found peace in it
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But still strugglin like Mumia Abu, it was bout to end truely I knew
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Named my daughter Assadah, for that alone, make 'em more than a rider
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Got every homie trigger finger under the set
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Dope but guaranteed now my 1 on 1 will connect
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[Chorus: 2x]
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[2Pac]
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Fuck you niggaz and that bullshit you going through
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Outlaws! We untouchable!
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Untouchable
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| 2Pac |
