Chorus
[Big Mike]
How You Want it? Whaty What
We can get down, niggaz talkin` shit now
Y`all done put y`all shit down
Peep that shit y`all spit now
Thinkin` it was done with
Pickin` all that gun shit
We gonna have some fun with
Y`all niggaz, small niggaz, hard niggaz
That gots stopped, where the fuck y`all niggaz
What`s up Pac? Shots then turn to slot
I swear I see niggaz icin` up hot knock digga
We got props fa` ya
Verse 1
[Big Mike]
Now I`m more than qualified
To be slangin` records nationwide
Bitch ass niggaz talkin` bout how they down to die
And y`all ain`t gotta ask no questions why
Partly to test the sky
You gotta be the best to try
Hoe ass niggaz dress too fly
To be talkin` bout lockin` heads
With a nigga that`s Texas size
You fraud at, niggaz couldn`t fuck with me if y`all were 50 deep
And I was fucked up on a Friday in your best disguise
East or West side can I get some
Get done, break up the pieces and does the best decide
Hit ya with that pesticide
I keep ya man, ya milli - legacy loaded by my side
I`m killin` these wise guys from the inside
So recognize and respect one of the best of my kind
No need to be checkin` mine
I got the Lexus side to side
Especially for catchin` eyes
They think that life, a part of life
Across the river in that fisher
With the thangs from fifty-five
Nigga flip that side
Try to lift what`s mind
Get laid flat foo
Cuz with the tech, I`m a nifty guy
Chorus
Verse 2
[Kastro of The Outlawz]
I`m skinny nigga
All one six five of me
Twist it up if ya wanna side with me
Forty eight tracks
Slangin` studio rap bangers
Get home, when I attack it`s danger
I`m sick of sober (ohh)
Holy shit soldier
Full of if over and watch me try to take this bitch over
It`s me and mine, brotha
At all times like that
Do it the real way when y`all just stuck out on wax
Verse 3
[Young Noble of The Outlawz]
Yo
Now how do you want it
Do you want it in shots?
The Outlawz still comin`
If you ready or not
These mother fuckers is sleepin`
Don`t think we a threat
Already a video and platinum
And we ain`t even put out an album yet
Know where the holy is
My soul is pure
Ain`t no door
To walk out this game of war
I still thank the lord
My mom duke don`t smoke coke no more
Thuggin` for my family, I`ve been an outlaw
Verse 4
[Napolean of The Outlawz]
Been through all
For stealin` on niggaz who stealin clothes out the mall
I went through all y`all
Grab my balls
Outlawz, It`s war
Help me, tell me what`s wrong with your draw
Nigga you`re more than raw
Now get the fuck off the floor
I`mma wire your jar
In the worst way
Nigga on my birthday
Desert Eagle so pollute the ear
That`s how we celebrate
