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Outlaws - Outlaw 2000 lyrics
Uh uh 
 Outlawz 
 Who 
 Why don't y'all niggas move the fuck over for a minute 
 Let us get in 
 Time's up 
 Outlaw nigga 
Verse 1: Napoleon
 I was trained to bang 
 Your life over 
 Catch a game that Pac told you 
 Fast lane 
 Can't stay sober 
 Get the money 
 Then flip it over 
 But honeys we lace that 
 Nigga we stay strapped 
 You take another step and I'll move you 8 back 
 For the money I mean mug 
 You hog and I'll hold a grudge 
 I'll meet you in the parking lot 
 Handle some mutha fuckas 
 Solution, there ain't none 
 Nigga I can't run 
 It's something gonna be done 
 Then fuck it lets dump some 
 You wastin your breath 
 And I'm surprised there's some left 
 I got my nine on your chest 
 And you got your mind on your gat 
 And I got this shit up inside of me 
 Holdin on like its riding me 
 Telling me to get this money 
 Fuck y'all 'cause you trying me 
 I bust yall 
 'Cause you eyeing me 
 What dog 
 It's inside me 
 I blame my shit on society 
 Stackin money inside of me 
Verse 2: Edi
 Where the fuck is my niggas at (right here) 
 Where the fuck is my bitches at (right here) 
 For the live 
 We about to enter this game one more time 
 Now uh 
 Throw up your mutha fuckin hood and make it shine 
 And a 
 Give up the mutha fuckin goods 'cause they mine 
 Uh huh 
 We done forgotten 
 Dirty niggas from the block 
 Rotten 
 Leaving niggas rotten 
 It's a mutha fucka plottin 
 Uh huh 
 We keep it poppin like pussy in the south 
 Disrespect the Lawz 
 And we'll see fifty to your mouth 
 We the OUT-LAWZ! 
 Damn right 
 Stand Tight 
 We the OUT-LAWZ! 
 Smackin these niggas who can't fight 
 OUT-LAWZ! 
 Nigga we don't give a what!? 
 OUT-LAWZ! 
 Remember we Hit 'Em Up 
Chorus: Kastro (Young Noble)
 How many mutha fuckas here 
 Gonna show no fear 
 When there's death in the air 
 My man 
 I seen to many crack 
 Soon as they seen a gat 
 Even though they be strapped 
 That ain't G (That ain't G) 
 I've been all around the world 
 In every hood that stir 
 Without a worry in the world 
 That's me (That's me) 
 And this Outlaw gang 
 Gonna do a Outlaw thang 
 Till we six feet deep 
 Six feet deep (Six feet deep) 
Verse 3: Kastro Outlaws - Outlaw 2000 - http://motolyrics.com/outlaws/outlaw-2000-lyrics.html
 I wake up with a new 4 
 Sleep with 2 4 
 And a 12 gauge pump 
 Waiting for something to jump 
 Y'all must be kidding me 
 Talking about ridding me 
 Faggot 
 This world is mines and I ain't having it 
 Listen 
 How it feel trying to steal 
 A nigga you can't kill 
 A nigga so real we make time stand still 
 That's me 
 Lil' OG 
 I ODed 
 And one more 
 My balls hang 
 And I bang 
 Till I'm stiff on the floor 
 Oh no 
 Yo 
 They must have did it again 
 Talking they self to death 
 They gonna feel it again 
 And that's that 
 That's all 
 That's it 
 No more 
 We the realest to ever did this shit thus far 
Verse 4:
 Dirty jersey only breed 
 Killers and dogs 
 Since I'm both I'm in your driveway 
 With gauge in the fog 
 Ain't shit sweet about 
 A nigga from New York 
 Accept the not guilty verdict 
 That you hear in the court 
 Bang you from the car 
 Rocking Me Against the World 
 And the blood from your face fly and land on your girl 
 I'm gunnin grown 
 Even bag up coke when my mother home 
 Just got the new gun 
 That bust off with another tone 
Chorus: 1x
Verse 5: Young Noble
 Yo 
 Make a move young homie 
 If you choose young homie 
 We school young homies 
 Who the fuck is us homies 
 We OUT-LAWZ! 
 Chewing D mutha fuckas 
 And we about to ball 
 Best believe mutha fuckas 
 And it's like a bid 
 I know y'all been waiting to bump this 
 We raised your kids with this mutha fuckin thug shit 
 Noby the holiest 
 The cripin and the blood shit 
 Stripper club shit 
 Bitches giving love quick 
 Fuck this we gonna take it there 
 Nigga you wants no part of this 
 We trade your shares 
 Make it clear 
 Where you going 
 Face your fears 
 A lot of money to be made this year 
 Over here 
 And we hate the cops 
 We catch you niggas slippin 
 Then we take your block 
 My homies stay creeping 
 And we ride for 'Pac 
 You know it ain't a thang 
 And we ride for Yak 
 You niggas know it ain't a game 
 'Cause we bleed for this 
 And if you don't believe in nothing else 
 Believe in this 
 Outlawz is it 
 So come and get it nigga 
Chorus 1x











