[Intro: 2Pac]
Biatch... Syke
Big mothafuckin' Syke, aka Mussolini
Fatal Khomeini up in this biatch (Outlaw Immortalz)
And 2Pac, Makaveli
Fuckin' with that wicked-ass nigga Nutt-So
Right out the Bay (This gon' be the shit)
Oaktown to be precise
Yaki Kadafi, y'all know how we do this shit
Makaveli
[Verse 1: Nutt-So]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
I keep my mind on my grind and stay focused on gettin' chips
While these niggas drop dimes, and focus on being a snitch
Cryin' 'cause them niggas ain't tryin' to to get [?]
That's why them niggas on the sideline cheerin' just like a bitch
And I ain't got no time for these niggas that's wearin' wigs
Niggas hatin' behind my back 'cause them bitches is fearin' this
But if it's on, than we ridin' with clips and pistol grips
Catch a sucka out here lyin' and that nigga get pistol whipped
Catch a sucka out of line, and we fittin' him up in a ditch
Run up in his pockets and strip him just like a trick
I'm all in for the profit, who got it, they gettin' hit
Outlaw 'til they stop me, you cowards has been dismissed, bitch!
Niggas talk shit 'til they get blown into smith'
One to the dome, with the chrome, and that's it!
In the zone, gettin' it on, no actin' no script
But it's lights camera action, if you niggas wanna trip
Biatch... Syke
Big mothafuckin' Syke, aka Mussolini
Fatal Khomeini up in this biatch (Outlaw Immortalz)
And 2Pac, Makaveli
Fuckin' with that wicked-ass nigga Nutt-So
Right out the Bay (This gon' be the shit)
Oaktown to be precise
Yaki Kadafi, y'all know how we do this shit
Makaveli
[Verse 1: Nutt-So]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
I keep my mind on my grind and stay focused on gettin' chips
While these niggas drop dimes, and focus on being a snitch
Cryin' 'cause them niggas ain't tryin' to to get [?]
That's why them niggas on the sideline cheerin' just like a bitch
And I ain't got no time for these niggas that's wearin' wigs
Niggas hatin' behind my back 'cause them bitches is fearin' this
But if it's on, than we ridin' with clips and pistol grips
Catch a sucka out here lyin' and that nigga get pistol whipped
Catch a sucka out of line, and we fittin' him up in a ditch
Run up in his pockets and strip him just like a trick
I'm all in for the profit, who got it, they gettin' hit
Outlaw 'til they stop me, you cowards has been dismissed, bitch!
Niggas talk shit 'til they get blown into smith'
One to the dome, with the chrome, and that's it!
In the zone, gettin' it on, no actin' no script
But it's lights camera action, if you niggas wanna trip
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