you get 'em Outlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system Military wisdom Preparing myself for armegeddom Breaking my balls at this game Knowing it's a dead end And my only weapon Is my
**a, blaze Lets get blowed out High Speed til the end of my dayz Now my people say [Chorus 2Pac: repeat 5X] Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a
m quick to peel a bitch Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe get in my way, then that ass gots to go Cause a nigga steady plottin I serves hit for hit
Boo I gets Down like Dru and my nasty new niggaz, too You couldn't hold me back, it'd take a fatter track A lyrical attack, perhaps, it was a visual
and beautiful Lost and turned out, what you let that ni**a do to you? (Damn) I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get
into this world to be our saviour And that Christ is returning, someday soon to unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life As long
Words harder than a fucking diamond Mobile phone call to Simon, niggas trippin' homie, when we riding? Fuck 'em slowly like Jodeci I'd stick a needle in my
cream, to buy Ellene a dream house She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlawww [Napoleon] Another lonely ni**a with a 12-gage pump with a 12-hour rush to run and get
get your ass sewn up Why you leakin on my blown out Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts You fuck around and got it twisted up Boy, don't get it
out time, it's time to get out this mother You seem them bitches? We out man, fuck that shit Yo Rece! Yo nigga whassup? [Verse Three: Syke] Hey I'm livin the life
us it gets worse Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll in fly mode I'm a homicidal outlaw and five-o, get your lights on, fight long tonights gonna be a
**a, blaze Lets get blowed out High Speed til the end of my dayz Now my people say [Chorus (2Pac): repeat 5X] Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a
black My stomach hurts so I'm lookin for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a ne-gro Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero Mo' nigga mo' nigga
down to my ill nation runnin from drug cases Lookin at my congregation so full of thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my
the things we'd grow to be Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank Shooting craps in the alley
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs
it was a kilo. A need money in a major way. Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH!! Hey!, and getten' paid You other mothafuckas callin', But me and my mothafuckin