M.F.C. Lawz Lyrics

Intro:
[Voice]
Hahaha
Yeah, Heltah Skeltah (Outlawz)
Outlawz
Doc
MFC, almighty
Ruck, yeah, yeah

Verse 1:
[Ruck]
I spit the vocab (vocab)
While most fags, go rap
No paths and brags about they bitch coach back
Don't play it in the cup, ready to blast and twist
Any Nigga who be takin'
I'm a pacifist
Yo ass can diss
Told you couldn't last to this
When you ask of the force of the Magnum, bitch
You drastic (You drastic)
Hastic about the car
Smack 'em up with the heater
give 'em (?scips?) and scars
(give 'em (?scips?) and scars)
I'm hatin' y'all
Niggas try to disrespect
Techniques, next week
I will disconnect
Your fuckin' head of your shoulder
When the dread come below the
bombastic, pullin' bad chips from his hoster
Natural addict with lyrics on your transistor
On your radio takin' no shit about the inflister
Knew that nigga slapped on
Me so I crapped on
(?The ab, it's the mack, with more barry than steffon?)
Yes y'all (yes y'all, hahahahahaha)
Who the best in the indusphere
Ain't it the same Nigga that disagree than shook 'em here
(shook 'em here)
Vinagar, I be puttin' motherfuckers plenty fear
In the heart of these bitch ass nigga with my steady chair
(steady chair)

Chorus:
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
[Rock]
Livin' this hell like the Skeltah
Who can I trust
[Young Noble]
Move emotionless
Puffin' this vibe we got among us
[Rock]
I'm sick of Niggas livin' legal
So we got some Outlawz
[Young Noble]
Push the Southpole
[Rock]
Mad Niggas don't get pushed in the Southpole
(in the Southpole)
[Young Noble]
I got y'all
Snatchin' guilty tactics cause you're ashtray
[Rock]
Straight up faggots
My Mag spin to make a Nigga backwards
[Young Noble]
Attack shit like a full blooded pimp for sins
[Rock]
With them aimed at your (?)
[Young Noble]
Named man with a vengance unless you lay for a thinkin'
[Rock]
Now I get so stupid,
Niggas couldn't complete for a (?)
[Young Noble]
We livin'
Every single day at full speed, full breed, thugs be
[Rock]
Fuck with this, you bleed (you bleed)
Now we're keepin' best act boy at Alcatraz
[Young Noble]
Out for cash
[Rock]
Moreno brought it down blast
[Young Noble]
Oringal done clock niggas, fuck these rap niggas
[Rock]
(?)
[Young Noble]
What they need is all together
All my thugs is to perform
If you ain't down for applause
[Rock]
You can get the fuck off
[Young Noble]
See them all at the strong
And get paid and move on
If you ain't down for applause
[Rock]
You can get the fuck off
[Young Noble]
Captured by the snitch
Suddenly the people fall
Y'all ain't down for applause
[Rock]
You can get the fuck off
[Young Noble]
Any down way
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Livin' strong and get it on
[Rock]
You can get the fuck off

Verse 3:
[Storm]
(?)in the aim in
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 while my squad (?)
Fuck 'em all
Say Napolean stay strong
Steady eyes, perfect shot
You got a 9 in the scrimmage
I got a 9, hollow back
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 your homie 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: Napolean, Doc Holiday
[Napolean]
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
[Doc Holiday]
Yo Napolean, why these niggas trippin'
Greedy bad boy made 'em slippin'
We in Cali (?)
[Napolean]
We make it side to side
Ain't doin' it right
For my poor dad
Bitch all my life
[Doc Holiday]
And the true life
These true gods
Stick you up like (?)
These partners
And MC Outlawz his highness
[Napolean]
When these sneakers behind us
Best stress out to find us
[Doc Holiday]
Who,ho mind yourself
And your help
Damage when I get the belt
[Napolean]
When your bailed
(?)
Fuck your belt
[Doc Holiday]
I let you jam
[Napolean]
Life's a bitch
[Doc Holiday]
Never then
[Napolean]
Never leave no evidence
[Doc Holiday]
Confident, take you fore them presidents

Outro:
[Rock]
Outlawz
[Young Noble]
We ain't to steal
[Rock]
Forever ride
[Young Noble]
Why not?
[Rock]
Mad as fuck
Cause I can get the Niggas out for your pride
[Young Noble]
While I'm Young Noble
I represent for my young soldiers
[Rock]
No doubt we cabbin' to tore shit
And all shit is over

[Voice of intro]
Outlawz
Heltah Skeltah
Doc Holiday
Almighty
Motherfuckers
What what

[Ruck]
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