Secretz of War (Original Version) 2Pac & Outlawz
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[Intro: Makaveli/Outlawz]
Well goddamn let's give these niggas
The secrets and the rules since these muthafuckaz, are fuckin'
Outlawz in this muthafuckin'
Mojo no go
Hm, uhgagaga
Secretz of war
Alright now
You know what time it is (Spice 1, ehhh yoooooooo)
(bust if we must and plus)
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
(bust if we must and plus)
Outlawz in this muthafucka
(bust if we must and plus)
Fatal
[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
There go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with ease
So I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
Give you all of my 3 pound rounds, so you can fall
Bit the fact that Outlawz just kicked down your door
Bitch niggas be fouling out, hacking me with them wack rhymes
Grabbing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you niggas when I mobb
Deep bringing the heat to your dirty ass squad
You can ride, point blank range, peep game
From the [?], contaminated criminal Hussein
Bitch nigga I'm caught at project steps with the Tec
Murder next, and rob any nigga any set
Hussein, the type of muthafucka dying with trey pounds
Ghetto types we drown, hollow points from the waist down
Well goddamn let's give these niggas
The secrets and the rules since these muthafuckaz, are fuckin'
Outlawz in this muthafuckin'
Mojo no go
Hm, uhgagaga
Secretz of war
Alright now
You know what time it is (Spice 1, ehhh yoooooooo)
(bust if we must and plus)
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
(bust if we must and plus)
Outlawz in this muthafucka
(bust if we must and plus)
Fatal
[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
There go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with ease
So I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
Give you all of my 3 pound rounds, so you can fall
Bit the fact that Outlawz just kicked down your door
Bitch niggas be fouling out, hacking me with them wack rhymes
Grabbing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you niggas when I mobb
Deep bringing the heat to your dirty ass squad
You can ride, point blank range, peep game
From the [?], contaminated criminal Hussein
Bitch nigga I'm caught at project steps with the Tec
Murder next, and rob any nigga any set
Hussein, the type of muthafucka dying with trey pounds
Ghetto types we drown, hollow points from the waist down
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