Lyrics:
money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous and half these
the Don) 'Pac do it like that
Rhymin' and stealin', sellin' five million
(Outlaw, ninety-nine)
Fresh out on bail, niggas still can't see me
(Napoleon,
the Don) 'Pac do it like that
Rhymin' and stealin', sellin' five million
(Outlaw, ninety-nine)
Fresh out on bail, niggas still can't see me
(Napoleon,
money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous and half these
Might as well just rap until I run the nation
Relationship with goons that's association
My whole gang Caribbean, we so Jamaican
Leader of the new
(Makaveli the Don) 'Pac do it like that
Rhymin and stealin, sellin five million
(Outlaw.. ninety-nine)
Fresh out on bail, niggaz still can't see me
(Napoleon,
in large amounts
My garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my tapes in major ways
‘cause every dollar counts
Busters is jealous and half
These niggas
reward in the city for nxggaz surviving honest, so -
You already know - it's outlaws in these streets
Where cops eat with the criminal fleet -
Honor is
City under siege it's like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street
Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange
City under siege it's like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street
Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange
I’m a Indian Outlaw Tattoos and Battle scars
Sitting in the back of my Girl's Girlfriend Car
The Police don't like me My momma think I'm feisty
Da da
Bitch im an outlaw
Back from the drought yall
What is you bout dawg
Im hoppin out the car
Bitch im an outlaw
Back from the drought yall
What is
the same energy when it's crunch time (Woo!)
According to the American Psychiatric Association
It affects roughly eight percent of children
And two
You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire
(Major Lazer) Word
Straight up
Outlaw, outlaw, like I hit
bar
Boy, You better keep your nose clean
Or you'll be riding in the back of my car
Oh I'm an outlaw in modern times
No place for me and my way of life
Get on down baby
She's got a cheat, you know you can't beat her
She ain't worrying about there being no cheater
She walks the streets, all the cars
Get on down baby
She's got a cheat, you know you can't beat her
She ain't worrying about there being no cheater
She walks the streets, all the cars
I'm just sittin here takin' a shit
(Let the BandPlay) smokin' a blunt
In this big ass mansion hahaha
Drugs (Smoke one) , cars (Which one?)
Super
the park at two am
In the car it's late I shiver
Watch the ice freeze the river
New youth laugh
In the distance
Revelry feels resistant
Video store outlaw
a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these classic cars and outlaw cowboy bands
I always kinda
A made nigga
Napolean:
Nigga I was raised on the streets
I had to hustle just to eat
My role model was killin niggas
So I know I would never be
CAN'T AFFORD EM THINKING SOMEBODY SENT ME
MATE WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?, YO DON'T EVEN ASK
STAY CLOSE BUT FAR ENOUGH SO THEY CAN'T SEE THE CAR,
CRUISNG DOWN
Niggaz caught up in the hype
I'm caught up in the life
Fast cars, fly girls and ice
Im caught up in the life
Im caught up in the life
Im first family you
for you to start testin'
Gimme a Smith-N-Wesson I'll have niggas undressin'
I'm rollin' with a mob and runnin' from the cops
Drive stolen cars
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