Outlawz - Smash Lyrics
[young noble] (talking)We got bad azz in this mother *****er (outlawz!)Spiggity spice 1 in this mother *****er (oaktown)The low-lifes in this mother *****er (still thuggin)You know the outlawz in this ***** (hahah.. its on)[napolean - verse 1]Once againAnother fat nigga friedDo a drive-by if you wanna ***** with mineCause we swallowed insideMy feet stuck to the groundAnd aint shit that move meDog, Im heavy boundAnd I done seen niggaz get touched by the pairRunnin they mouth with only one to the groundI blow my shit cause I can back it up***** poppin the trunkLets throw some hands upNow how many real niggaz gonna stand up?I thought so, niggaz better shut upIm five-six, hearts bigger than meBut Ill ***** you up so destructivelyThoughtfully, my mack ten pop for meGot my glocks with me, come ride my block with meIntoxively, I bought that henneseeCome ride with me or homicide with meOutlawz nigga[bad azz - verse 2]Shit a nigga still breathin hard from the last songCause out here its either mash or get mashed onRest in peace to all those who done passed away (r-i-p)Cause with the beat thats in the streets life dont last longAll in between you need to eat, you need some wheatYou needs to heat, the beat, cause yous a condon savage street to shitYou got to mash to sleep a week or snoozeStay on my feet, Im tryin to keep em in some shoesStay outta jail, this nigga *****s hard and twos againLets get this money like we aint never got it againLets keep shootin em like we aint never shot it againYou got your life but you promised to dieLife is death at the end, you put the rest insideLife is death at the end, you put the rest inside (come on)[chorus - young noble (normal) and bad azz (indented)]Lifes short young nigga, get your mash onHustle on little nigga, get your cash onIf you see death around the corner, get your blast onYou gonna die anyway, life dont last longWe still feelin pain from the last songShit, we still feelin rain from the last stormHomie either mash or get mashed onLittle nigga either blast or get blast on[young noble - verse 3]I see how you got to play it nowYou got to lay it downAnd clown for your crown, have respect nowThats a test just to see if you gonna bring it to emThen come a whole lot of please when you bring it to emWe keep it movin, motivation is the moneyAbility to feed niggaz hungry is so lovelyBut that aint it, we got some soldiers locked downIts been perfect for what we doin when they drop downIts hot now and we right up in the thick of itPicture this, all of us, eatin chipsSittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stashHow do we outlast? always keep cash[spice 1 - verse 4]Sittin on the scene, with the nineNever would of thought, Id be gettin mineBossilini, straight murder dogPlotted my magazine, master creamDiscenegrate niggaz who blast meHe didnt know I was trappedHe didnt know I was readyPlug a hole in his chestAnd check out with the niggaz vettiDo a dirty shit, smokin bomb on the dockCut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharksI got that, hold upGot a glock and I be puttin niggaz in comasYous a mother *****in foolCause you dyin for runnin up on me[low lives - verse 5]You want beef ***** nigga, see me face to faceAfter the case, my niggaz travel state to stateIm on a mash with case, so I cant procrastinateTheres so many lives in state, lord Im always gonna takeMy fate keep guessin, smith and wesson stressinThe lesser the charge, the shorter the yard, Im dodgin bulletsRest in peace to those who couldnt, Im not gonna runKeep on mashin and keep on blastinIm lastin my time hereNigga Im a be a legend in my own time fore a die hereYou wanna smoke, Im a note to keep my mind clearAnd every nigga that I know mash with no fearCome onChorus[young noble - verse 6]A yo, I takes no, no slope, that slopeLivin with no breathWho wanna go next?No stretch when its time to sprintTime limitedThey want my life but I aint givin itOutlaw, low-lives, taking your lifeWe blow mics and Im breakin in with soap diceIm baitin now the nigga you hate nowFull steam ahead, my beam is redNiggaz wanna fight dirtyIm clean as themStay hurtin in the partYou wanna bleed instead?[low lives - verse 7]Im mister shorty to the k, the k, f-fantasticAnd Im out here mashin like a nation-wide assassinIm kickin ass and takin names laterBetter yet, call me shorty, the motivator dominatorGreat rhymes sayer, whole cappa drug dealerLow-life nigga, Im twenty-one and gettin biggerRoll with niggaz, mines as big as nine figuresYeah, them low life niggaz, them five-five niggaz, niggaYoull get high, roll by, once in a whileI see ya lovin my styleYou know I can take it, roll with a stand-by for nothinDivide, lay low until the ride be outThe four-five on the ground, forty and outTo fourteen days hard time, low lives!Chorus x 2
