[Intro: 2Pac & Hussein Fatal]
It's the if you a bad boy
Yo, what's up man
(The police comin'!)
Oh shit! (Get out of there)
(Yo, get the fuck out the way)
Fatal, Outlawz runnin' up out this motherfucker
I'm going past niggas
Ain't gettin' me out the game like this, fuck that!
It's Outlaw, nigga
[Hook: 2Pac]
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside Outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when they robbed me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside Outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when they robbed me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep
[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
I focus my locus thought on the enemy
Sick of the Hennessy, it's necessary to finish me (Ayo)
I'm antisocial, immortal when it come to the vocal (Ayo)
Jersey them niggas down, and won't approach 'em 'til it's time to smoke 'em
Hussein the terrorist (Hahaha)
Nigga they think I'm crazy and creepy
And as we speak they try to find me a therapist
Rapid fire, I clap an eye 'til you die a liar
Strapped and next hittin' corners dropped 'em didn't want to spin the tires
My man will find ya (Ayo!)
This 357 anaconda is enough to brand ya mama then turn around and hand you drama
Military comradery, Oulaw 'til they body me
Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin' at Prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep, you try to bust me to death?
And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh
You know the verdict, who, what, when, why they die murdered
Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted
It's the if you a bad boy
Yo, what's up man
(The police comin'!)
Oh shit! (Get out of there)
(Yo, get the fuck out the way)
Fatal, Outlawz runnin' up out this motherfucker
I'm going past niggas
Ain't gettin' me out the game like this, fuck that!
It's Outlaw, nigga
[Hook: 2Pac]
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside Outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when they robbed me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside Outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when they robbed me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep
[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
I focus my locus thought on the enemy
Sick of the Hennessy, it's necessary to finish me (Ayo)
I'm antisocial, immortal when it come to the vocal (Ayo)
Jersey them niggas down, and won't approach 'em 'til it's time to smoke 'em
Hussein the terrorist (Hahaha)
Nigga they think I'm crazy and creepy
And as we speak they try to find me a therapist
Rapid fire, I clap an eye 'til you die a liar
Strapped and next hittin' corners dropped 'em didn't want to spin the tires
My man will find ya (Ayo!)
This 357 anaconda is enough to brand ya mama then turn around and hand you drama
Military comradery, Oulaw 'til they body me
Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin' at Prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep, you try to bust me to death?
And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh
You know the verdict, who, what, when, why they die murdered
Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted
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