I`m An Outlaw Lyrics

I`m An Outlaw lyrics

f/ Young Noble



Fatal (Talking):



Hey, hey, you ain't no Outlaw

Get em'!

Ya'll niggaz is hoes



Chorus: Fatal and (Young Noble) (repeat 8x)



Is you an Outlaw? (I'm an Outlaw)



(Fatal)

I went from Dirty Bruce man to Hussein, Its a two game table

Fatal i'll run up with my gun up, try to shoot tanks nigga

You dont want it when i cock the pump, cock and dump

Let off at ya shots and lump, I gots to dump

Shoot from jail, block ya bump

If I fell off, I caught on and forgot to jump

Sheech ya man, he'll never speak again

Greet ya fam, ice grill heat in hand

Whats the deal?, real niggaz tuck the steal

Bust to kill, big bends is up the hill

Locks it down, take it when i cock the pound

Rock ya town, and roll when the top is down

Is Pac around? I dont know, Kadaf was found

One in the head, dead on the project ground

If its on then its on, we rape beat breaks

Outlawz! they wanna be us on a fake we takes



Chorus (Repeat 8x)



(Young Noble)

Apply pressure like pliars, whatever my kind desires

It ain't hard to find us, we even started as minors

Put the bullshit behind us, we movin forward

Eat cheese and get you killed, and whoever you wasn't caught with

Signing statments, now i'm flying places

Denying that you hating, thats the way that ya go

How did i know?

Look at what the game done to me

mother-fuck the world cuz we grew up (???), trust me

I stay dusty like i live down in New, I'm used to

Fell off the block now we're selling out stores

Yelling Outlaw when we riding down you street

Niggaz think that Pac gone that it ain't no beef

You fuckin dickhead, Outlawz spit lead

And tonight, when you come home i'm gon be laying in your bed

So when you put your key in the lock, make sure your heat cocked

You was scared when he was alive, but now you gotta face Pac, its on



Chorus (Repeat 8x)



Sicker than same faces, Hussein case is not to

Be forgot, nigga ask Pac who shot you

Last block i got you, burnt it up on ya'll

Can i stop you?, c'mon dogg, I turn it up on ya'll

Little homo thugs and thats word to Kadafi

I spit at Mobb Deep, had to holla at Junior Mafia

Toured with Yak, watching fake niggaz spit out

Ignored the eyes, told them jake niggaz "get outta here"

Hit em with that, I diss ya'll and stand in the jects

Handiling techs, lick off and hit your man in the neck

And you was next, you ran so i spit on your back

My daughter a firebug, so she sit on the mac

Stop with your job, I cock and put my glock in ya eyes

You think I'd be sitting in the county if Pac was alive

I'm illa than that, Outlawz is realer than that

If ya wifey be feeling Hussein, then i'm feeling her back

You ain't no Outlaw



(Fatal talking)

Watered down ass nigga, Bitch made nigga

Suck a dick!



Chorus (Repeat 8x)



(Fatal talking)

uh, Outlaw!

Operating Under Thug Laws As Warriors!

What? ya'll niggaz thought we forgot!

We still together! Outlawz forever!

This is ressurection shit!

We gonna keep on riding!

Get down!

Liutenant will mash on you fake ass niggaz!

Where you want it?!

Wherever you go, you got it comin, its smothered!

We got the game in check!