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    Song: Ghetto Gutta
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: E.D.I, Kastro



    E.D.I (talking)
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... Smoke It
    Outlawz c'mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c'mon
    Intoduction to the Outlaw Lifestyle
    Blood Brothers ya know
    Hit the weed, get the drank
    Edi... Kastro... Load up, put one in
    Outlaw Recordz... please respect it
    Here we go


    E.D.I
    Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle
    Get the weed, get the drank
    Turn the lights down
    Bang ya hood
    Show ya tatts
    Let them niggaz know
    They crossed the mutha****in' line
    And now they gotta go
    Im with my family and Im finna' light it
    **** yall niggaz
    I cant see a damn thang but us dawg
    Makaveli lives and shit Im the ****in' proof
    2nd generation Thug Life
    Who is you?
    Hood to hood...
    Outlaw please respect it
    We them niggaz gettin' helix
    When it get hectic
    Well trained, smell game from a mile away
    Get the ***** to the hide away right away
    Edi - i - like a thief in the night
    I rock her to sleep
    I put my piece thru the light
    We breathe thru the light
    And we the strength for the strong
    Keepin' it going
    Yall mutha****as hate cause you know
    Here we go


    KASTRO (chorus)
    I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life
    So... ghetto shit is all I like
    Like loud mouth ho's
    Foul mouth folks
    Up 3 days straight
    Thuggin' in the same clothes
    We scrap for a living
    Trapped in this prison
    We take money-money
    Without asking permission
    Our hearts pump thug shit
    Our blood drip fire
    The life of an Outlaw
    For swears to admire


    KASTRO
    The butchery, gun talk and money moves
    The prophecy for young thugs is born to loose
    Walk in my shoes
    If you can you's a man
    Two hands on ya balls
    These squares can't understand
    Daddy... raised me crazy
    And now Im worst
    Down thursty for thug money
    I guess Im cursed
    Who woulda' knew... that...
    When the kid got big
    I'd be thugged out without giving a shit
    I spit dues
    Appears to me no school
    Follow the leader
    I'll lead ya
    We will not loose
    Im from a rotten deck
    From my cards I gotta stoppin' tek
    No sweat.....
    I demand respect
    And respect you take
    You walk lightly, politely
    I do what's not right
    Like **** Spike Lee
    Ain't nobody like me
    No need to look
    Im down hard
    I die hard
    I think Im hooked


    KASTRO (chorus)
    I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life
    So... gutta shit is all I like
    Like loud mouth ho's
    Foul mouth folks
    Up 3 days straight
    Thuggin' in the same clothes
    We scrap for a living
    Trapped in this prison
    We take money-money
    Without asking permission
    Our hearts pump thug shit
    Our blood drip fire
    The life of an Outlaw
    For swears to admire


    E.D.I
    We.... settin' up shop ?? Pac til the death of me
    I hear ya back up in my head
    Dont have to pressure me
    Elevation, preparation
    'Bout to take this over
    'Bout to get a face in this game
    A mase over
    Tired of niggaz giving me the same run around
    You sellin' coke, shootin' the block
    You's a rapper POW
    Nigga please spare me all the details
    Me and mine gon' ball or see hell
    Will we fail? Nigga neva'
    I got a one shot deal
    And dawg it's so real
    Im out here like whatever
    I could pay these bills or shoot to kill
    Cause... gutta shit is all I like
    Bump a ***** in the day
    And we ****in' at night (yeah)
    Ghetto shit is all I love
    Over packed clubs
    And oversized dub's (shit)
    22's, money rules in the life we lead
    Lifestyle of an Outlaw.. O.G


    KASTRO (chorus)
    I been a straight gutta nigga for all my life
    So... ghetto shit is all I like
    Like loud mouth ho's
    Foul mouth folks
    Up 3 days straight
    Thuggin' in the same clothes
    We scrap for a living
    Trapped in this prison
    We take money-money
    Without asking permission
    Our hearts pump thug shit
    Our blood drip fire
    The life of an Outlaw
    For swears to admire

    Ghetto shit, Gutta shit nigga


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    Song: Our Life
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Napoleon, Young Noble, Kastro, E.D.I


    NAPOLEON (talking)
    Outlawz... could never touch the kids in the ghetto man
    That's where Im from..... man


    (CHORUS)
    This is our life
    Even tho' the sun dont always shine
    It's still our life
    If you keep yo head up everything will be alright
    In living your life


    NAPOLEON
    Im damn near 'bout to go in tears
    Writin' this verse here
    I feel like Im cursed here
    Im choked up since I lost my peers
    But I know one day we be back again
    One love to my Mexicans
    Tryin' to run across the border
    To see freedom all over again
    Man... One love to my Africans
    They try to kill us with AIDS
    But they smart again
    It's like I die once that I be born again
    With the grace of Allah
    Kept away my sins
    From the ghetto where they play with heavy metal to win
    Lost my parents so I moved with my next-of-kin
    Life.... just so much pain to me
    To tell the truth I dont wanna die angrily
    Makaveli and Kadafi, them trained me
    I feel yall in the dark steady hatin' me


    (CHORUS)
    This is our life
    Even tho' the sun dont always shine
    It's still our life
    If you keep yo head up everything will be alright
    In living your life


    E.D.I
    In '96 we was on top of the world
    Videos, movies, money, jewels and girls
    Rolls Royces, Hummers, Jagz and all that
    Hard to believe one night in Vegas changed all that
    Fast forward... 6 years
    Man, we still here
    Despite be hated on (huh)
    We still clear
    Until the end of time you cant stop destiny
    Back for everything they owe
    Now let's go


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I got the spirit of a angel
    The heart of a soldier
    The mind of a militant
    Was blessed by my mother
    The inspiration of my life
    She 4 years clean
    With 15 years on the pipe
    And she just got married
    I felt pain... ya sayin' Pac smilin' at the wedding
    Never forget her mah'
    Yall baby fool, I promise to ya Imma stay a trooper
    Outlawz done die
    We forever move


    (CHORUS)
    This is our life
    Even tho' the sun dont always shine
    It's still our life
    If you keep yo head up everything will be alright
    In living your life


    KASTRO
    Oh... Im on, pens and needles
    Needles and pens
    These 2 Tims was my Beemer
    Before I heard of a Benz
    I got lost tryin' to find my ends
    And got crossed tryin' to find me a friend
    That's life....
    We sacrifice for better days
    We pray for a better way that never came
    Hey! (hey.. hey)
    What's more precious then a innocent child, smilin'
    **** was foul, look at his smile
    School's not cool
    Them big body rules
    The workin' mans a fool
    If he cant afford the jewels
    Look at how life use ya
    Abuse and confuse ya
    Remember we was suppose to be the future?
    Now we grown
    The future is here and we gone
    Oh where did we go wrong
    Let's live...
    And do right by these kids my friend
    They the only shot we got at living life again
    C'mon


    (CHORUS 2x)
    This is our life
    Even tho' the sun dont always shine
    It's still our life
    If you keep yo head up everything will be alright
    In living your life


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    Song: Yall Can't Do
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Napoleon, E.D.I, Young Noble, Kastro



    GIRL (intro)
    Yall cant do
    Yall cant do like the Outlawz do
    Yall cant do like the Outlawz do
    Yall cant do like the Outlawz do
    Yall cant, yall cant
    Yall cant do


    NAPOLEON
    I heard a rumor that them Outlawz died
    Came back alive and started spittin' fire
    Changed up our dollars
    Then we flicked 55
    Life of a true grinder
    Give me mines
    Aint no time for you to run
    Get ya nine
    Throw 'em from the shoulders
    Like they do in '89
    It's cool, it is now 2002
    These niggaz play with guns leave a bullet in ya
    Them Outlawz sprung off the money
    Aint a breast wit' the ass
    Shit stay cocked cause I gotta get the cash
    Fresh off the plane, I'll arrive anyday
    Go to the same block where my niggaz sell yaay
    Slang them A-K's where they don for the day
    And yall cant do it this way, no way
    This Napoleon, strength for the strong
    Yall aint knowing
    'Pac aint **** we continue to **** nigga


    CHORUS
    (Yall cant do)
    Shit to us...
    Make sure ya show respect when you mention us
    Cause when you test the Lawz, you testing God
    And everybody die hard nigga
    (Yall cant do)
    What the Lawz could do
    I dont wanna send the dogs for you
    Have a call for you
    It aint no telling what the Lawz'll do
    Nigga I thought you knew -- that
    (Yall cant do)


    E.D.I
    Yall cant do what we do
    Outlawz Recordz this is true
    Slide thru tatted up, gatted down (uhooo)
    How's ya main thang cause she gone get fooled
    Bounce, rock, roll, thug
    Sittin' in the back of the Lincoln, blowing bud
    Two semi's, for them niggaz too friendly
    I got 2 dimes
    Enough time and Im ready baby
    Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyle
    Go crazy, throw bo's, wild out now
    **** holding back
    Tired of being held down now
    Chrome make 'em feel us anyway that we can now


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Hey yo I creep thru ya block late night with a 5th
    Creep thru ya spot, game tight for ya *****
    Niggaz like Nobe where the **** you been?
    Overseas doing shows for the ends, we hustle hard
    Outlawz Recordz coming thru, with muscle dog
    Slam dance at a Lawz show, they love it hard
    Thug walk with a drink in my palm
    Crip walk, blood walk, to this song
    I need a brew nigga dont get pissed on
    And my crew on some ol' other shit dog
    Outlawz we aint ****in' with you
    I thought my homegirl told you


    CHORUS
    (Yall cant do)
    All the shit we do
    Why the **** you tryin' to tell us all the shit we knew
    Cause when the shit hit the fan
    Ya cliq did too
    Now everybody gonna miss you
    (Yall cant do)
    All the shit we done
    We was there before
    Now we back to number one
    We got about a long run
    Outlaw mutha****a we the wrong ones
    (Yall cant do)


    KASTRO
    Outlaw... Outlaw... remember that? (huh!)
    'Trade War Stories', 'When We Ride', remember that? (huh!)
    'Hail Mary', who the **** made that?
    Who the only squad alive that could bring 'Pac back?
    We do it how we do it
    Yall cant do that (nah)
    Try on these shoes get ya wig blew back
    It's Thug Life baby, and already knew that
    It's a daily operation, dog we rep it like that
    I got a line in my pocket
    That shoot up many rockets
    So, forget about it
    Doing dealin's with mobsters
    That'll pop you in the head
    With a bottle of Vodka
    If we see some shit up out cha
    We beat it up out cha
    This just how we do, one rowdy crew
    Kadafi up in this, Makaveli is too
    So stop tryin to do what yall cant do
    Please take my advice, it's true


    CHORUS
    (Yall cant do)
    Shit to us...
    Make sure ya show respect when you mention us
    Cause when you test the Lawz, you testing God
    And everybody die hard nigga
    (Yall cant do)
    What the Lawz could do
    I dont wanna send the dogs for you
    Have a call for you
    It aint no telling what the Lawz'll do
    Nigga I thought you knew -- that
    (Yall cant do)


    YOUNG NOBLE
    East Coast niggaz know they thug with the Lawz
    Down South niggaz get crunk with the Lawz
    All my up North niggaz give it up for the Lawz
    West Coast niggaz throw they dubs for the Lawz
    East Coast niggaz know they thug with the Lawz
    Down South niggaz get crunk with the Lawz
    All my up North niggaz give it up for the Lawz
    West Coast niggaz throw ya dubs for the Lawz


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    Song: Red Bull & Vodka
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Young Noble, Napoleon, E.D.I



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Aint nothin but hoes in here
    I guarantee when they leave they don' say Young Nobe' was here
    All the little homies postin' near
    Thug walkin' to the dance floor while Im chokin' a beer
    I got a little hot mama with a lot of dollaz
    She can spend that shit on me
    Instead of mines up
    Bringin' it back to the days when it first started
    Bringin' it back to the ways that were cold-hearted
    Nobe' farted like my shit dont stink
    I like her mouth real wet
    Her pussy real pink
    So holla at cha dog
    Just make sure you swallow it all
    And when you cuttin' up bottle it all
    Yo I **** with all souljahs
    All around souljahs
    All access souljahs
    Straight back shot souljahs
    What's poppin mama?
    Uhu... and when you get here nigga
    It's poppin'... holla


    E.D.I (chorus)
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's poppin'?
    Outlawz if you ready to ride
    Let a mutha****a know if you down tonight (C'mon)
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's crackin'?
    Ladies if you down tonight
    Let a mutha****a know if you can crush in the ride


    NAPOLEON
    I woke up this mornin' feelin' kinda dead
    Cause the ***** last night
    Wouldn't give me no head
    Imma playa round here
    So I keep it cocked
    And my game **** move me up a notch
    Im from **** Jerzey
    Told her come to Cali
    ****ed in a alley
    In a red Denali
    Listen up ya
    I spend money on pussy before
    I'll do it again if the girl was broke
    Imma street wise nigga
    You flipped the prize nigga
    Fo'Fo' five cause my bank account bigger
    You could look in my eyes
    You'll be scaring yo-self
    Cause aint nothin' worse then a World Wide Mobb Figga
    I blew this hoe from San Juan, Puerto Rico
    Put her up in eco, you know
    Let me say no more
    Im down in Mexico
    Gettin' hoes ****


    E.D.I (chorus)
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's poppin'?
    Outlawz if you ready to ride
    Let a mutha****a know if you down tonight (C'mon)
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's crackin'?
    Ladies if you down tonight
    Let a mutha****a know if you can crush in the ride


    E.D.I
    Imma straight playa
    Type to hata-hata
    Type to kick back if the shack blow evader
    Type to bump yo hoe then I'll let her keep ho'in
    Type to see the law then I just keep going
    Im a Outlaw baby, now you after that
    Awo.. She **** **** to ****in' with that
    I dont sniff no coke
    I dont pop no pills
    I dont shoot shit in my veins
    But I shoot shit to kill
    Lately, I got cha gone off the Red Bull & Vodka
    Now ya own ya knees
    Im like ohh weeee
    True me, it's the California way
    You got 2 more homies?
    I'm on my way
    Life as a rap star shouldn't be so rough
    They gon' find you buried in the backyard
    Keep talkin' bout us
    Outlawz if you ready to ride
    Let a mutha****a know if you down tonight
    C'mon


    E.D.I + YOUNG NOBLE (chorus)
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's poppin'?
    Outlawz if you ready to ride
    Let yo homeboy know if you down tonight
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's crackin' ladies? (uhu)
    What's crackin' ladies?
    Yea yea yea yea
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's crackin'?
    Outlawz if you ready to ride
    Let a mutha****a know if you down tonight
    We aint stoppin' til we get enough
    What's crackin' ladies?
    What's crackin' ladies?


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    Song: 2nd Hand Smoke
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Young Noble, Napoleon, Kastro



    KASTRO (chorus)
    You gon’ croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    You know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' in 2nd hand smoke
    You gon’ croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    Did you know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' 2nd hand smoke


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Im like a ball of smoke
    Blown from a crackpipe
    Into the hands of the street
    My.. father to be since the age of 5
    Real cold you gotta be just to stay alive
    We the second hand smoke of a fiend generation
    Swear we will
    But they know we won’t make it
    Smoking a ciggarete
    Breathin' ya last breath
    Tasting my own death
    Rest on my home steps
    And just vision all the karma and all the drama
    Inherited the pain of a lost father
    Heavy black raining
    With no umbrella
    Life’s like a dice game
    You can throw whatever
    And it might not be in your favor
    And now ya worst enemy becomes ya neighbor
    And that’s life
    Everything happens twice
    Breathin' 2nd hand smoke from my ancestors’ pipes
    (God help us)


    KASTRO (chorus)
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    You know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' in 2nd hand smoke
    You gon' croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    Did you know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' 2nd hand smoke


    NAPOLEON
    The streets dog gave birth
    Another nutty baby
    Plus the son of a ghetto widow might make him crazy
    On his own since he 16
    Turning the block out
    Sleep in the crack house
    Making his cash routes
    Fiendin' on the side
    This nigga scheming on the side
    This nigga....
    Cream is always on his mind
    Ain’t been the same since he bought that .9
    Promised him a life of crime
    But he ain’t been the same since he bought that .9
    He was once a child of god
    But he ain’t been the same since he bought that .9
    Listen to me closely
    I'ma tell you how it roast me
    He's a victim of 2nd hand smoke and choking
    It’s only cause he lonely cause his father ain’t home
    Became a victim of the gunsmoke..... he gone (damn)
    2nd hand smoke


    KASTRO (chorus)
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in' with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    You know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' in 2nd hand smoke
    You gon' croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    Did you know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' 2nd hand smoke


    KASTRO
    Im all the way real
    And you could see it in my grill
    And I can’t chill
    Too much my blood don' spilled
    I give you the deal
    Just to see if you can feel
    Why...
    I grind for mines
    I don’t cheat and I don’t steal
    I’m about a half a mil from a half a mil
    And I’d still be this real without a rapper deal
    And thus.... I fight a truck for a pot of luck
    And bite dust so my kids don’t hurt this much
    We come a long way
    Still we got lots to learn
    We.... toss and turn like a roster burn
    So I’m concerned
    Youngstaz, I’m still amongst ya
    We grew up in the sewer
    Raised up in the dumpsters
    It’s like we all suffer for somebody other
    Born from my daddy to my baby mother
    All my folks
    All born with high hopes
    Crying.... dying from 2nd hand smoke
    Ohhh


    KASTRO (chorus)
    You gon’ croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    Did ou know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' second hand smoke
    You gon’ croak
    Suckin' up that smoke
    ****in with them folks
    You gon’ choke
    Dog trust me
    It ain’t no joke
    Did you know a million people die everyday
    Breathin' second hand smoke


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    Song: Boxspring Boogie
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Young Noble, E.D.I



    E.D.I (chorus)
    Mic check... uhu
    ***** ya heard me
    Let's get down right dirty
    Bounce that ass and let me see if you worthy
    Work them hips until I loose my cool
    Then Imma introduce ya ass to my crew


    YOUNG NOBLE
    You can shake that ass if you want to girl
    I can break that ass if I want to girl
    You can ride the dick if you need to girl
    Pay you 68 ***** when I need to girl
    I only spend cash when I need too ma'
    You need to give the money some
    Plus me too ma'
    You hit the blunt once
    Time to pass it *****
    I hit ya **** once
    Now she love my dick
    These honey's got a problem
    Coming out they clothes
    I was spittin' at the hoes
    Now they gettin' at Nobe'
    They swallow all the nut
    Straight loving the taste
    Mouth better then the pussy
    So Im ****in' her face
    She aint bring a toothbrush
    So it's cum on her teeth
    She know the routine
    Yo I nut and I leave (I'm gone)
    In between these songs gettin' head in the booth
    Tell the truth
    You mutha****as better then who?


    E.D.I (chorus 1)
    Baby ya heard me
    Let's get down right dirty
    Bounce that ass and let me see if you worthy
    (bounce bounce bounce)
    Work them hips until I loose my cool
    Then Imma introduce that ass to my crew


    YOUNG NOBLE (chorus 2)
    Let's do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Come along
    Do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Bring it on


    YOUNG NOBLE
    She ain't know I had plans
    So I'm beatin' it up
    Anything you got for me girl
    I'm eatin' it up
    Talkin' bout how she gon' work that shit
    I need ya legs behind ya head to insert this dick
    My nigga Reef next so what's ****in with that
    She like to lay on her stomach so I bust on her back
    As naked with my Tims on layin the wood
    I got hoes in the hills plus some in the hood
    Some *****es talk slick but cant take the dick
    Nobe' bone so ya know you cant break the dick
    We was all alone so you know she aint the dick
    She like pussy but she know aint no mistaken dick
    I talk to 'em smooth then Im ****in 'em rough
    Let's do the Boxspring Boogie baby
    Thuggin' it up
    I talk to 'em smooth then Im ****in 'em rough
    Let's do the Boxspring Boogie
    Is you with it or what?


    E.D.I (chorus 1)
    Baby ya heard me
    Let's get down right dirty
    Bounce that ass and let me see if you worthy
    (bang bang bang)
    Work them hips until I loose my cool
    Then Imma introduce that ass to my crew


    YOUNG NOBLE (chorus 2)
    Let's do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Come along
    Do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Bring it on


    YOUNG NOBLE
    My nigga Quimmy Quim said he like to piss on hoe's
    My nigga Milion said he make 'em touch they toes
    *****es get slick on some K-Y shit
    Then I turn to Aaron Hall on some Bye-Bye shit (Bye Bye)
    Ya wonder why a mutha****a call ya *****
    Ya wonder why a mutha****a called cha friend
    I aint got time for you playin' them games
    Let me work it past ya time so you could play with ya brain
    Nobe' aint shit they be tellin they friends
    These hoe's aint shit and I'll tell 'em again
    On some real life trick shit
    Hookers and dimes
    You be diggin' in ya pockets
    While she look in ya eye
    My big homie told me dont trust that *****
    I told 'em: "hell nah I dont love that *****"
    I got a wife and a kid so Im cuttin' you off
    You could brag to ya friends you was ****in a Law


    E.D.I (chorus 1)
    Baby ya heard me
    Let's get down right dirty
    Bounce that ass and let me see if you worthy
    (bounce bounce bounce)
    Work them hips until I loose my cool
    Then Imma introduce that ass to my crew


    YOUNG NOBLE (chorus 2)
    Let's do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Bring it on
    Do the Boxspring Boogie baby all night long
    As naked with my Tims on
    Bring it on


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    Song: So Many Stories
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Young Noble, Napoleon, Kastro, Hellraza



    CHORUS
    So many stories in the city I live in (aight)
    I soled up the game
    (soled the game up)
    That everyone plays
    (It's spittin' back at cha)
    Im not the one, so many get caught sleepin'
    (dont get this rap shit twisted, hell no nigga)
    Out for the glory
    (dont make my raps come true, please mutha****a)
    There's so many stories 'round my way
    (check it)


    NAPOLEON
    It's been hard on us day by day
    Watchin' my step gotta pray where I lay
    Now why this mutha****a wanna test me out?
    As if I aint gon' protect myself and try to blow his brains out
    Cold on the streets
    Never talk on the phone
    And the main thing is never bring a snake in ya home
    But that's hard black... what?
    Cause half the time them niggaz be in yo face smilin' shit
    But you dont know that
    And I dont know why that nigga jealous of me
    When we could do the same shit that paid me
    In the streets breed a lot of killaz
    That's why the corner's full of hatred
    And the young ones is cap peal'az
    But they dont feel us when we drownin' in our own blood
    And they dont know when we go home it's no love
    So what's the use of us caring and shit?
    And that's the reason why we buy guns
    Load 'em up and spit on that shit


    CHORUS
    So many stories in the city I live in
    (so many stories nigga)
    I soled up the game
    (I soled the game up)
    That everyone plays
    (It's spittin' back at cha)
    Im not the one, so many get caught sleepin'
    (hell nah nigga)
    Out for the glory (glory)
    There's so many stories 'round my way


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Hey yo...
    I know niggaz that was kings
    That turned into fiends
    The nigga lost everything
    Jewels and dreams
    We loosin' teens
    The murder rate high then ever
    Niggaz need more then weed
    Gettin' high then ever
    Nuts in the streets
    My roots aint nothin' but deep
    Niggaz roam with the heat
    Just for something to eat
    Niggaz sell to undercovers
    Then snitch on they brothers
    Everybody sayin' **** Us
    I know God love us... nigga


    HELLRAZA a.k.a KAMIL
    I was raised up within a crowded household
    Turned me into a nut
    But these niggaz didn't know
    Just from being home
    I seen enough before I learned the streets
    I knew all about a gun
    Cause my background is deep
    A little dirty nigga holdin' my pants when I run
    It's a chance ya gotta take everyday in the slum
    This for the hoods with certain people's scared to come
    I had heart as a young nigga
    Now I dont fear none


    CHORUS
    So many stories in the city I live in
    (so many stories)
    I soled up the game
    (I soled the game up)
    That everyone plays
    (It's spittin' back at cha)
    Im not the one, so many get caught sleepin'
    (hell nah nigga)
    Out for the glory (glory)
    There's so many stories 'round my way


    KASTRO
    I keep my mind on my money
    Money on my mind
    What more can I say?
    It been that way a long time
    And anybody who think that's rude
    Can suck my dick til they spit
    My baby girl need food
    I was young when 'Pac put my hands on a gun
    And told me:
    "Life is what you make... If stripes you gotta take it"
    It took a while for me to over stand
    I was 12 but I felt like a grown man
    And live it on
    And that which does not kill me
    Can only make me stronger
    Yall niggaz dont hear me tho'
    My souljah story
    For glory is pain
    While I game you niggaz playin'
    Gettin' played out and lame
    This shit hurt
    My mind blind
    My dick in the dirt
    I so sick of being tired
    And tired of being hurt
    I search out the truth
    And that shit worse
    I swear it's a curse that the church cant nurse
    C'mon


    CHORUS
    So many stories in the city I live in
    (so many stories nigga)
    I soled up the game
    (I soled the game up)
    That everyone plays
    (It's spittin' back at cha)
    Im not the one, so many get caught sleepin'
    (hell nah nigga)
    Out for the glory (glory)
    There's so many stories 'round my way
    (souljah story)
    (souljah shit nigga)
    (make money to this shit)


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    Song: World Wide (remix)
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: 2Pac, E.D.I, Young Noble, Napoleon




    E.D.I (talking) BOSKO (hook)
    (gangstaz clap yo hands)
    World Wide..... Outlawz
    (all the ladies clap yo hands)
    Makaveli The Don....
    With the homie T-Low
    (gangstaz clap yo hands)
    Felly Fel on the track.... Bosko
    (all the ladies clap yo hands)
    It's going down real big.... let's go
    (clap yo hands baby)


    T-LOW (chorus)
    This is for thugz in every state
    We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
    And World Wide
    Aint no place that we rather be
    Livin' it up with the family tonite
    And World Wide


    E.D.I
    We holla World Wide
    Better understand us
    Since we coming with thugs from L.A to Atlanta
    Put ya hands up
    Nothin' but love from all sides of my thug cliq
    Outlaw ridahs them hataz aint touchin' us
    Hittin' em up in two-double-O-two
    I got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do?
    Move out the way, you see us coming thru
    It aint a game, it's true (uhu)
    We 'bout to act a fool
    You know the history
    All out... ball out.... picture me
    Rollin' and holdin' all brands
    For the victory
    Edi Amin... ya know the name
    Dont remember me?
    Since it's nine-six
    World Wide... legendary


    T-LOW (chorus)
    This is for thugz in every state
    We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
    And World Wide
    Aint no place that we rather be
    Livin' it up with the family tonite
    And World Wide


    2PAC
    Known for doing skandalouz deeds
    No handlin' me
    And naw it aint the drugs
    Just the straight thug nigga in me
    I swoop down and cause havoc
    My rapid delivery is automatic
    Lettin' niggaz have it
    I been labeled as a thug nigga
    Since they dont sell my shit to white folks
    Ship it to the drug dealers
    And catch'a-catch'a nigga world-wide
    A ****in Mobb Figga... West Coast hoo-ride
    When we robb niggaz
    Money made my squad bigger
    But we aint sell our souls
    Bustin' on our emenies, muder my foes
    At my shows Imma nut
    Lights, camera, time for action
    Now get to clappin' to my cuts
    A World Wide Mobb Figga


    T-LOW (chorus)
    This is for thugz in every state
    We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
    And World Wide
    Aint no place that we rather be
    Livin' it up with the family tonite
    And World Wide


    BOSKO
    Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
    All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
    Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
    All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
    Clap yo hands baby


    NAPOLEON
    It's so hard on me
    Girl pardon me
    I got the same spirit Pac had
    Hit 'em to me
    When I arrive on the dance floor
    Im humpin' the floor
    It's a worldwide mobb thang
    That's for sure
    Got money in my pocket now
    Drivin' in a rocket now
    Never hear me rap around ice
    I keep it underground
    O-U-T-L-A-W-Z fa sheezy
    (yall tryin to start the East-West beef again)
    Girl please
    Get ya money young souljah
    Time steady wastin'
    I been around the world before
    Im mean Jamaica
    P-R... B-R.... Bahamas, plus Cuba
    L-A to V-A and even Vancouver


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Hey yo....
    I be the Young N-O... to the B-L-E
    Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
    And Im still Dirty Jerz reppin'
    Outlawz reckage
    Get ya dough up yall
    Get ya flow up
    Pac and Yak live on
    Dont be surprised if they show up
    At ya front door with a loaded
    (ohh noooooo)
    Young Nobe' it the block
    What's poppin' homie
    Ya can hate but ya know Pac watchin homie (uhuh)
    So give some love up
    We stay thuggin' it up
    Lil' homie is you thuggin' or what?
    Throw ya dubz up
    Put em real high
    East, West, Dirty South, North side
    Outlaw pride


    T-LOW (chorus 2x)
    This is for thugz in every state
    We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
    And World Wide
    Aint no place that we rather be
    Livin' it up with the family tonite
    And World Wide


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    Song: Die If U Wanna
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: Napoleon



    NAPOLEON [talking]
    All you fag niggaz gotta move on
    (get the **** out the way)
    I kick up dust for real, nigga
    **** this rap shit nigga
    You wanna see me, see me nigga
    Nigga I'm the nigga to see
    Punk ass mutha****a
    Don't get your pockets pulled nigga


    Hold the **** up nigga
    Why you lookin so tough
    You don't know that I'm an Outlaw and I'll **** you up
    Punk nigga, the street change everyday
    But I'ma change a long will cuz the streets where I lay
    Nowadays it ain't about runnin' yo mouth
    It's bout (gun cocked)
    And (gunshots)
    Assed out
    Turnin' me out nigga,
    I turn the streets out
    With this underground thug shit that killers come out
    Where the gunz be at
    Where the money be at
    I stand full
    Nothin' but the uncut shit I'm hardcore
    And ain't nothing changed since back in the day
    Just new money frays and new hand grenades
    When the war pops off I'ma knock the street lights off
    Y'all some paper back soldierz nigga you too soft
    And killin' in my raps
    I'm too real for that
    But if I say I'ma do it
    And if you say you have to prove it to me


    CHORUS
    It ain't nothin but a friendship to me
    And if ya ****in with me
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    And all my life I had issues with me
    you try trippin with me
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    The street made a slight killa for me
    And if you soft too me
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    You act tough
    And you can die if you wanna nigga
    You in a rush
    And you can die if you wanna nigga


    I'm a street nigga
    Check my background
    I did a couple of driveby's with the fo-pound
    And I was never ever scared to box a couple of rounds
    It's all in me
    My whole family was raised wrong
    Nigga, my whole team strong
    Buck Buck...
    Double glock dead wrong
    And imitatin 'Pac nigga
    You know you wrong
    And runnin' yo mouth will get a gun in your house
    There is money down south
    So I gotta take some
    There is money on the west coast
    I gotta chase some
    There is money on the east coast
    I gotta take some
    So I bought me a gun
    I'm bout to rob everyone
    It's like a 2000 jack the rapper
    Fall down
    Empty down your pockets nigga
    Pass it around
    And what was you thinkin' when 'Pac was around
    He wasn't trainin' Outlawz to burn shit down?!?!
    I strategize for the dough-dough
    Pop lock with the fo-fo
    Send four' more at the po-po
    Then haul ass like Zorro
    It's real nigga
    So I'ma bleed for mine
    With money on my mind
    I'ma get it
    It's mines nigga


    CHORUS
    It ain't nothin but a friendship to me
    And if ya ****in with me,
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    And all my life I had issues with me
    you try trippin with me
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    The street made a slight killah for me
    And if you soft too me
    Then you can die if you wanna nigga
    You act tough
    And you can die if you wanna nigga
    You in a rush
    And you can die if you wanna nigga


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    Song: Loyalty
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: E.D.I, Napoleon, Young Noble, Kastro, Ed Bone, Kamikaze



    E.D.I (talking - verse)
    Loyalty....
    Some of yall niggaz dont even know what the **** that is
    A whole lot of niggaz (yeah)
    Some of yall niggaz'll never know Loyalty
    Wanna hate on me?
    Nigga **** you and yo family
    I stay true to what I know and thats Outlaw (who?)
    It aint no me in this mutha****a without yall

    We went from nothing to something
    Hustlin' and bubblin'
    And aint ask niggaz for nothin' (shit)
    Shit that made other cliqs I split
    Made us tighter
    **** the industry
    Cause I ain't no dick rider
    You see me nigga
    I ain't lost a pound
    Still eatin', still breathin'
    Still reackin' of that Cali shit
    And I ain't never want mutha****as to handle shit
    You see me pushin' .22's
    Nigga handle it
    Feelin' good like we just won a championship
    New money, new label
    Keep it crackin' *****
    And I'ma get the last laugh
    You can count on it
    And stay away from you muther****as that's counterfeit
    Loyalty............
    Snitch ass nigga


    CHORUS
    Somethin' bout loyalty
    It always avoided me
    As far as my eyes can see
    I can only depend on me
    What's loyalty?


    E.D.I (2x)
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    We keep on hustlin'
    But they wanna take us under, under, under


    NAPOLEON
    God damn Im glad you set it off
    Used to be hard
    Now you just went soft
    Poison, young nigga, ***** to society
    Once had love for 'em
    Why the **** he lied to me?
    Kicked out the crew cause his soul aint strong
    Started sniffin' herion
    Nigga you wrong
    And I aint never hang around fag ass niggaz
    Rappin' niggaz alseep in the county ass niggaz
    My family strong like the mafia
    It aint no thang to put a slug thru ya
    Scary ass nigga
    Damy ass nigga
    Won't throw rice in a wedding ass nigga
    Loyalty


    KAMIKAZE
    I cant stand the fake and the snake never
    Worse the betrayal
    You scared of the heat mutha****a?
    Stay away from the barrel
    And I aint never been a rat
    Or been scared to ride
    A lot of niggaz act tough
    But know they pie inside
    Death before dishonor
    But you really scared to die
    We could spit a verse about you
    We put yo life on the line
    Military mind aint never put his nose on the line
    A real souljah never retreats
    When it's time for a crime


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Hey yo....
    You can talk that shit
    But how many of yall can do what we did?
    Mutha****as talkin' bout the Lawz aint shit
    ***** ass nigga should get off the Lawz dick
    Mutha****as mad that we got our own label
    Outlaw Recordz, we aint ****in' with you haters
    Niggaz know the Lawz been holdin' this down
    If you dont see him now
    We dont **** with that clown
    Loyalty... (uhuh)


    CHORUS
    Somethin' bout loyalty
    It always avoided me
    As far as my eyes can see
    I can only depend on me
    What's loyalty?


    E.D.I (2x)
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    We keep on hustlin'
    But they wanna take us under, under, under


    KASTRO
    What's Loyalty?
    When a nigga say he love you
    But all awhile he dont think nothin' of you
    And that's just what love do
    Stab ya in the heart
    Grab you in the dark
    And rip families apart
    Damn... we was supposed to be family
    We had plans
    Now I claim to understand you
    I guess life is a gamble
    I shook the dice
    But I betted on the peasent
    Then I took a dive
    Like oohhhhh....
    How come I ain't know
    I should've seen it was simply soul
    Now I know.... what's loyalty
    It's all clear to me
    These words is for the birds
    You aint real to me
    Life is a liar
    Got me spinning like the tires
    Of a drunk driver, back and forth
    You ain't ready and you petty
    So I laugh it off
    But it's a cost to be the boss
    You gon' pay for not being loyal


    ED BONE
    My life's a blessin'
    My life's a lesson
    And if it's ride or die
    There aint no question
    Aint no time for second guessin'
    We aint bustas
    Niggaz aint new to this shit
    We some mutha****in' ridahs
    And yall niggaz is the opposite
    I sense ***** like a dog sense fear
    So yall better act right
    Anytime that Im near
    Live in yo ear
    Everyone's a ridah in here
    Cross game
    Watch them ridahs appear
    Mutha****a


    CHORUS
    Somethin' bout loyalty
    It always avoided me
    As far as my eyes can see
    I can only depend on me
    What's loyalty?


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    Artist: Outlawz Ft. TQ
    Album: Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P
    Song: Celebrate



    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    Starin' through this tunnel of life
    It ain't a far sight
    In the dark, Searching for God's light
    So cold I got frost bite
    Lost kites from the prison
    The system got these young niggas lost like
    Mice in a maze... Rollin dice to the grave
    Some say it's just the price of the fame
    Reality strike
    Repeat the same tragedy twice
    Only thinkin' man it had to be life
    When the casualties rise
    Plan, plottin', 'til ya strategy dies
    Black cotton 'til I've gotten what's mine
    I done traveled the globe
    Stood firm when the average would fold
    I was almost cut down like a half of a stouge
    But you know that ain't how we roll
    From a soldier to a general
    Could lead, still do what I'm told
    I got the soul of a old head
    In a young nigga body
    So don't make me put this gun to nobody
    You don't wanna know no homey
    What's really goin on
    Shit is real, couldn't tell you everything in a song
    Man the pain so personal (so personal!)
    So deep I couldn't explain it in a verse for ya
    I don't sleep, I could rest when I'm dead
    Cause I'm blessed while I'm here
    Through the rain, pain...... blood, sweat -- tears
    Dedicated to underdawgs that wanna see us make it
    We make it, they make it
    This calls for celebration


    [CHOURS : TQ]
    All around the world
    We about to celebrate
    The mamas ain't crying no mo'
    My niggas ain't dying no mo'
    Tell me do you wanna go
    I mean it's kinda like a holiday
    Kinda like a white tray on silver day
    Kinda like Jamaica in May
    When all my people celebrate


    [KASTRO]
    Yeah...
    I wasn't born with a silver spoon
    My mama was poor in the delivery room
    But... we gon make it
    Look.. we done made it
    Cox still goin' strong
    My poppa the greatest
    Life been good to a nigga
    I remember 'bout the hood
    And how it could do a nigga
    But not me
    It been good to a nigga
    I was poor, not no more
    I'm a hood rich nigga now
    And I'm hangin' like wet clothes
    And a fresh white crispy tee
    Countin' bank rows
    I ain't botherin' with you stank hoes
    Another problem *****
    I got enough of those
    Me -- myself... I don't need nothin' else
    But a good mind
    And some good health
    That's all I got on my wish list
    Pop a bottle
    It's a celebration *****es


    [CHOURS]


    [E.D.I.]
    Ughh... Celebrate
    We ain't sayin' that it's all good now
    Any hood you would say
    Man it still goes down
    But... despite all that
    We gon' still have a good time
    Toss a few back
    Celebrate the fact
    That my kids still eatin'
    Man I'm glad I'm still breathin'
    Glad I got my ratchet cause these snakes still creepin'
    Glad I got a lawyer cause the law still cheatin'
    Listen... big bottles of drank
    Big weed in my pocket
    Nigga I got stank (stank)
    We gon' drink, we gon' smoke
    Til we damn near faint (and then?)
    And after all that?
    We gon' do it again! (whooo)
    This is for the good times
    Hope we get some mo'
    If we don't we gon smile on the ones before
    If you got real ones
    Man hug ya folks
    Cause you never know when they gon' go
    So celebrate


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    Artist: Outlawz
    Album: Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P
    Song: They Don't Understand


    [KASTRO]
    Yall dont understand
    Yall want to, but cha dont though
    This aint what I planned
    This is who I am
    (I am, this is who I am)
    (I am, this is who I am)

    I look up to greed
    I aint sayin' nothin' strange
    My feelin's aint changed
    My feelin's aint changed
    No - no -- no - no
    I aint rappin', no
    I look up to him
    We got mo' laps to go
    Understand? Naw, yall dont understand
    Pac made a nigga watch like a peep hole
    Banger, that's my bigga' brotha'
    I put it on my mother
    I swear we need eachother
    (I swear we need eachother)
    Im just a real nigga talkin'
    Real talk til I lay up in the coffin
    And I'll handle my hat
    And I'll gamble my stratch
    Til I get mine back
    It's just me dawg


    [CHOURS]
    They dont understand
    Why the **** we do what we do
    They dont understand
    Why the **** we keep it so true
    They dont understand
    Why the **** we just dont give a ****
    They dont understand
    When they see a nigga comin' up
    They dont understand
    They dont understand
    They dont understand
    But I dont give a damn, no
    They dont understand
    They dont understand
    They dont understand
    But I dont give a damn, no


    [E.D.I]
    Picture my mission
    I'm in it to get it
    One nigga yellin' **** THE WORLD
    Homey that's how I live it
    Strapped up
    Us against the world
    That's how we did it
    I'm like **** 'em
    If they dont understand they aint with us
    They aint in this
    We them Outlaw souljahs
    They them other niggaz that be rollin wit the row
    Ya snitch
    Yall can kill my pride
    If ya want it
    The shit is in my veins
    My blood streams is hunted
    How could you not understand a nigga like me
    How could you not understand living like a 'G'
    It's who you be
    I don't know about you
    But the shit I'm puttin' down on these beats
    Mutha****a it's true
    No need to sugar-coat it
    Or pussy deep stone it
    My shit is so real
    That's why the streets want it
    Squares dont understand
    That's why they hate on it
    I'm like **** 'EM
    They aint stoppin' my chips
    Hell naw niggaaaa


    [CHOURS]


    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    They dont understand
    Man it's deeper then the music
    Overstand what I'm sayin' to ya
    (nigga just listen to me)
    And when I die
    Yall keep on mashin'
    Makaveli in our blood
    We laced with his ashes
    Got the mind of the militant
    The heart of a souljah
    Got the spirit of a struggla'
    I know why God lovin' us
    And all the glory is his
    (all the glory is his)
    They said we couldn't
    But I knew we could win
    With my back against the wall
    Hands tied behind my back
    When you got God on ya team
    Young Outlaw king, I mean
    Gotta feel it, dont hate it
    Gotta respect it, we made it
    And young niggaz worldwide related
    To some shit that I was sayin' from the bottom of my heart
    They felt like we felt
    Tryna get some light
    We in the dark
    (they dont understand -- stand)
    All the shit we been through
    (but if you understand)
    You went through something similar too
    Ya feel me dawg


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    Artist: Outlawz Ft. Chair Krazy
    Album: Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P
    Song: Let It Burn



    [CHOURS : E.D.I]
    I got this monkey on my back
    And I can't let it go
    So much trouble on my brain
    And I can't let it go
    Oh, and I'm so throed
    I don't know what to do
    But pour me a drank
    And smoke a blunt or two
    And let it burn
    Let it Burn (5x)
    Mutha****a.. We
    Let it Burn (6x)
    All my souljahs
    Let it Burn


    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    Spark up a cigarette
    You talkin' the biggest threat
    You mention my set
    Resurrect my life through death
    I walk around with the dirtiest boots
    Camouflagee the suit
    We them souljahs that you gotta salute
    26 years full of Donald Goines material
    Pour water in my cereal
    Don't worry it'll get us thru
    We never complained
    We weathered the rain
    Stayed loyal to the thug core
    Respecting the game
    I'm just a New Street nigga
    With a lil' bit of fame
    Picture me rhyming
    Mutha**** nickel and dimin'
    On some coke shit
    My clips went for 80 a watts
    Raw, until that cook got, gravy the cop
    And goin' home, stoppin' ya fun
    When Yak got killed
    If you grew up with a nigga dont that make 'em ya friend
    I see the world through a foggy lens
    With a Fo'-Five buried in my baggy jeans
    Even my mom dukes was a naggin' fiend
    I thank God she like 6 or 7 years clean
    If you believe then you can achieve anything
    Try the measure the price of life thru a triple-beam
    And let it burn


    [CHOURS]


    [E.D.I]
    I ain't stressin' no *****es
    I'm out here stressin' my riches
    And these 5-dolla niggaz bout to turn me into a killer
    My friend is my pen
    My only homey is my lonely thoughts
    Ridin' thru the city with a gage bout to blow it off
    I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
    And if I wasn't high probably try to blow my brains out
    Why??
    Cause mama need her medicine
    My kids gotta eat
    Labels playin' hella games
    Boy don't **** around with me
    If it ain't one thing it's a mutha****in' 'notha
    Word to my granny, and my daddy and my mother
    But I ain't no sucka
    Imma let it -- let it burn
    Get back on my two feet and swerve


    [CHOURS]


    [CHAIR KRAZY]
    I lost my head with a family
    And these niggaz astounding
    That I'm back up off my feet dawg
    But I'm still sitting down
    Yeah I'm paralyzed
    So it's just a half of me
    And my father dead too
    So I'm a bastard 'G'
    I'm bout to hit this rap game
    Get the cash and flee
    And I'm forever with my mutha****in' family
    This billy bang Outlawz hard, listen me
    And yeah we'll burn you bout the legacy of P-A-C


    [KASTRO]
    I'm a dawg, but I dont roll over (wroof!)
    I might stumble but I don't fall over (wroof!)
    A whole patron, money gone, hung over (wroof!)
    Never ever my level, one over (wroof!)
    I gotta shake the devil off my shoulder (wroof!)
    And never will I settle, I'm a souljah (wroof!)
    All the time is the time to make the donuts (wroof!)
    Ya feel that
    Then light another stouge up
    And let it burn


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    Artist: Outlawz
    Album: Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P
    Song: If You Want 2



    [E.D.I]
    Side show spinnin'
    All these hoes grinnin'
    Lookin' at a nigga real good cause he winnin'
    Ain't no hatin' up in here
    We all winning
    Skatin' on daytons and we takin' yall women
    Smokin' that perk til I loose my vision
    Babygirl said she want a dose of the pimpin'
    But not right now, it's some hataz around
    Got they faced grilled up
    Cause it's players in town
    Shiet, I'm Outlaw'd out
    Branded for Life
    And naw, I ain't lookin' for no wife tonight
    So you could sip some of this
    Til you feelin' aight
    And take one of these
    And Imma give you the pipe
    We can do it all night
    If that's whatcha like
    When that sun comes up
    I'm catchin a flight
    I gotta get gone... get gone
    I gotta get gone... get gone
    C'mon


    [CHOURS]
    We came over
    If you want 2 (want 2)
    All of yall can fit in my truck
    If you want 2 (want 2)
    All yo friends can come
    If they want 2 (want 2)
    And when we get to where we going
    We gettin' it in
    That's what we gon' do (gon' do)


    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    Now you can front if you want to
    Nigga just holla at his *****
    To see how many you can go through
    Look at you -- you a player right?
    Just met her, let me see you make her stay the night
    Get on yo game
    If you playin' it's one thing
    If you cuffin' it's another
    If you with us, you good
    We all cousins and thug brother's
    If my pa'tna tryna holla baby show 'em some love
    Cause yo friend lookin' good
    We can all have fun
    For one night let's trade off
    Lil' mama said she wanna be a Outlaw
    She a souljah...
    Look, you know I won't steer you wrong
    Big hips, big tits, and her hair is long
    Nice face, tight waist, and she love my song
    Attitude just right, wasn't nuttin' at all
    I'm a player, doing what the players do
    Stayin' low, gettin' dough, straight twisting the glue
    Ouhhh...


    [CHOURS]


    [E.D.I]
    My nigga Focus on the beat
    Got you up out ya seat
    With us on this heat
    We gettin' love in the streets
    So holla at a player when you see me on the strip
    (And if I dont holla back that mean my mind on my grip)
    Cause it's a stone cold world
    And life's a *****
    So if you wanna do my a favor
    Shut up and strip
    I got mo' dick then time
    I won't play with cha' mind
    (mad at a nigga, ***** get in line)


    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    Lorddddd.... why you make this girl so fine?
    Lorddddd.... why she won't get out of my mind?
    Got the potential of a mistress
    The lil' mama is bad
    And I got God as my witness
    Cause he created something beautiful
    And I ain't even gonna tell you what I really wanna do to you
    But you gon' find out sooner then later
    What I don't do now Imma do to you later
    Girl... cause you don't really know what you in for
    And naw I ain't new to this
    My pipe game been Lawz
    Therefore... too much you get addicted
    One more... now I got you on a mission
    Yeahhh


    [CHOURS]


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    Artist: Outlawz
    Album: Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P
    Song: Ghetto Gospal Pt 2


    [HOOK]
    We gon' see if you can handle the pressure (like we do)
    Serious, who get it done? (my people)
    Twist it up and light it up (like me)
    Then go (like me)
    Go hard (like me, like me)
    We gon' see if you can inspire the game (like I did)
    You ain't never seen pain (like we did)
    Pour it up, and drink it up (like us)
    We hold (it's a must)
    Go hard (it's a must)


    [KASTRO]
    They told me God gon' test ya
    So many ups and downs
    Now my texture like leather
    I couldnt' settle for lesser
    So I got up off my ass and got down for whatever
    Everyday I see the same old bullshit
    And any day now, could be the one I loose it
    It's like my screws is loose
    And the truth is
    I'm kind of confused
    I don't know what the truth is
    They told me God gon' test me, I hope I pass
    And get the chance to laugh last
    I a rare breed
    With a need for speed
    And a hunger for numbers
    I need to feed
    Look how they seasoned me
    The 'G' gene in me
    It's the reason my people's believe in me
    Here's to the past
    My peers not with me (yess)
    I pour liquor for years they spent with me


    [CHOURS : YOUNG NOBLE]
    You say you want yours
    Let me see you go hard homey
    Otherwise you just wastin' ya time
    And it's stickin'
    Don't be a victim
    Everybody dies by the hands of God
    (ohhhhhh)
    Can't nobody save 'em
    Can't nobody blame when they just like we
    (noooooo)
    Can't nobody change 'em
    Can't nobody save 'em
    It's how it's gotta be


    [YOUNG NOBLE]
    They say God gon' test ya
    You fall hard, do you stand tall?
    Or do you crack under the pressure?
    In my own words like Pac's Resurrection
    You do a U-Turn or heads in dangerous direction
    The strangest confession, you do not know me
    No matter how many times you niggaz press rewind and quote me
    Son it's deeper then a rap song
    I ain't tryna end up flat on my stomach
    With half of my back gone
    The pain I feel inside been passed on
    Souljah to souljah everytime one of us pass on
    So you ain't gotta ask what I mash for
    I'm a lost soul, live and die by the code
    I was taught to improvise when the funds low
    Playin' hard, nigga never go gun-ho
    I got one more
    Little piece of advice
    Don't play hard cause you playin' with yo life souljah


    [CHOURS]


    [E.D.I]
    They say the Lord gon' test ya
    Get down on ya knees my nigga
    He'll definately bless ya
    And I know you on some hard times
    Shit only recently, I started seeing some good times
    Somewhere deep in me, I kind of wanna live a good life
    But all I know is traps, crack, and hood life
    And they got me so gone
    When I do get some money man
    I spend it all on chrome
    We so backwards
    Niggaz take penitentiary chances, with nothing to show for it
    Look... at the end of the day
    If you gettin' paid
    You better tuck some away
    For a rainy day
    Cause it is gon' rain
    It's all good now
    But it is gon' change
    What goes up, gotta come down
    Some niggaz survive
    Some niggaz drown
    What you gon' do?


    [CHOURS]



    [HOOK]
    We gon' see if you can handle the pressure (like we do)
    Serious, who get it done? (my people)
    Twist it up and light it up (like me)
    Then go (like me)
    Go hard (like me, like me)
    We gon' see if you can inspire the game (like I did)
    You ain't never seen pain (like we did)
    Pour it up, and drink it up (like us)
    We hold (it's a must)
    Go hard (it's a must.. must)


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