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Outlaw
Bow down to greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous of chin checks and eye swolls
They
You watchin', but you ain't what lies before you, biatch
Picture if you will deadly human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The power to
nigga on every street
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of what
the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into
Just me and my dogs, livin' hogs
Outlaw
What is the story
proceeded was the glue
What lies is the fiction
Don't around and make it true

My adversaries when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull revenge on bitch that blasted me
Plus my alias is
A three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga belly
him to see if he bleed
He shoulda never around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, we come

call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table
I'm robbin' ya niggas' cradle a knife in your navel
Rap-related, activated and evil
I wouldn't wanna be you my fuckin' Desert Eagle
Til the end, I'm all friends and enemies
You see what I got to you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Complete most, on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and bleed, I see Mo

I be shinin' like white diamonds and
Glistenin' holdin'
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the
Million, dollar baller potential
Sort it, call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma last yo past all these Glass
And assholes who claim, they be runnin' thangs
I be gunnin' those same niggas runnin' late, to fate

My is motherfuckin' Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these motherfuckers me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up somethin'
I think these niggas got the game up
If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Is what I'm screamin' these money hungry cops be chasin'

nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these hatin' bitches, ask me why
we ride
Thug nigga we die
No on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why 
When we

the imperial serial killer
Alias Mussolini mentally unstable G
So you see me drug warlord
Concorde jets, Rag Vette's
Shakin' and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewoods banger, one in the chamber
For the anger I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to
any, my alias Mussolini

They call me Idi, the side of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggas
It ain't nuttin, if they wantin' somethin'
So I'mma commence to dumpin' down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my fuckin last note, with and Kastro
Who you thought was on that asshole, ask though
Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide we ride

My alias Khadafi, tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely to livin' like a fuckin' felon while beefin'
rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
Since a short I been livin defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I lyin'
It's like it's me myself
With all snakes grabbin' at my fuckin wealth

Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man
The bottom of the river where the body lays and
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the stacks
That increase, while these eat beef
It's a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the Glock loads, I gotta hoes
hoes, make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm any assassin

Thug 'til we die
No mercy on playa hatin' bitches, ask me why 
we ride
Thug 'til we die
No mercy on these playa bitches, ask me why 
When we

Thug 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me
When we
Thug 'til we die
No mercy on playa hatin' bitches, ask me why 
we ride

Outlaw baby
Y'all niggas can't this ol crazy shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi,
Amin, Naploleon,
What y'all wanna do?
Like them niggas
"What you do?
If you could fuck me and my crew"
Thug Life, yeah
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life
year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw
We die nigga, but we multiply, we legends nigga
Like I'll you famous motherfucker
I'm about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit
My make the papers baby
My niggas make the page