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[Intro: Young Noble, Napoleon, E.D.I.]
Uh
Uh uh Mu in there
Outlawz
Who?
Can't y'all niggas move the fuck over for a minute
Get the fuck out
Let us get in
Time's up
Outlaw nigga
[Verse 1: Napoleon]
I was trained to bang, your life over
Catch a game that Pac told you
Fast lane, can't stay sober
Get the money, then flip it over
But honeys we lace that
Nigga we stay strapped
You take another step and I'll move you eight back
For the money I mean mug
You hog and I'll hold a grudge
Then I'll meet you in the parking lot
Hand you some slugs
Fuck a solution, it ain't none
Nigga I can't run
It's something gonna be done
Then fuck it lets dump some
You wastin' your breath
And I'm surprised there's some left
I got my nine on your chest
And you got your mind on your death
And I got this shit up inside of me (Inside of me)
Holdin' on like its riding me (Ridin' me)
Telling me to get this money
Fuck y'all cause you trying me
I bust y'all 'cause you eyeing me
What dog, it's inside me
I blame my shit on society
Stackin money inside of me
Uh
Uh uh Mu in there
Outlawz
Who?
Can't y'all niggas move the fuck over for a minute
Get the fuck out
Let us get in
Time's up
Outlaw nigga
[Verse 1: Napoleon]
I was trained to bang, your life over
Catch a game that Pac told you
Fast lane, can't stay sober
Get the money, then flip it over
But honeys we lace that
Nigga we stay strapped
You take another step and I'll move you eight back
For the money I mean mug
You hog and I'll hold a grudge
Then I'll meet you in the parking lot
Hand you some slugs
Fuck a solution, it ain't none
Nigga I can't run
It's something gonna be done
Then fuck it lets dump some
You wastin' your breath
And I'm surprised there's some left
I got my nine on your chest
And you got your mind on your death
And I got this shit up inside of me (Inside of me)
Holdin' on like its riding me (Ridin' me)
Telling me to get this money
Fuck y'all cause you trying me
I bust y'all 'cause you eyeing me
What dog, it's inside me
I blame my shit on society
Stackin money inside of me
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