[Hook: 2Pac + (singers)]
~#**************#~
You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck em all!
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Fuck all you muthafuckers!
~#**************#~
Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up!
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
~#**************#~
Now, I can make it happen
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My rappin is similar to mothafuckers when they scrappin
~#**************#~
Blast and watch em back up
~#**************#~
Notorious Biggie killer, affiliation with Death Row
~#**************#~
Niggas get their caps peeled back, fool, this the West Coast
~#**************#~
Bitch, you misdemeanor, Im raisin hell like felonies
~#**************#~
Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin these
~#**************#~
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
~#**************#~
Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin
~#**************#~
Got a Mercedes for these tricks, that thought I quit
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Then got a drop top Jag for these bitches thats on my dick
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Go to a club in a pack, Im smokin bud in the back
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I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap
~#**************#~
Mama raised me as a thug nigga, with love niggas
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Im a millionaire started as a drug dealer
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I went from rocks to zines, writin raps and movies
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I went from trustin these tricks
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Now they all want to sue me, so fuck em all!
~#**************#~
[Hook: Young Noble + (singers)]
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Come put your hands up in the air!
~#**************#~
Its a middle finger affair, yeah
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
[Verse 2: Kadafi]
~#**************#~
Now, could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin peak?
~#**************#~
Even the baddest be gettin murdered in they seats
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Im addicted to these streets, like crack is to these creeps
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Seein visions of a prison, wake up screamin in my sleep
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Is there a heaven in this hell? A possibility of livin well?
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But if they killin me, I get my stripes and whose to tell
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Choosin to sell, Id rather die and be deceased
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World mob figure addicted to these fuckin streets
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[Verse 3: E.D.I]
~#**************#~
Now, put your muthafuckin hands up if yous a rider (Ride)
~#**************#~
Niggas aint killers so they hidin (Why?)
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Fuck em all, touch em all; thats the way that we do it
~#**************#~
Ride up, hop the fuck out, watch that bitch nigga lose it
~#**************#~
Man, Im as strong as this game, yall be knowin my name
~#**************#~
A young high strung thug nigga created by pain
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Livin my life in the fast lane, gettin fucked by the past
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Got my mind on my cash
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And my next piece of ass, so fuck em all!
~#**************#~
[Hook: Young Noble + (Singers)]
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Come put your hands up in the air!
~#**************#~
Its a middle finger affair, yeah
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
I do my dirt all by my lonely
~#**************#~
Dont need no phony homie to call me
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
~#**************#~
So dont get comfortable, Im runnin you
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
~#**************#~
Dont give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin
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[Verse 4: 2Pac]
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I got glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
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Soak em in Hennessy, so they relatives know its me
~#**************#~
You can bet your last dollar, Ill dick em and holla
~#**************#~
Ridin these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
~#**************#~
Jump up and get your ass shot up
~#**************#~
For my profit pick my Glock up
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Im bustin with self-defense, you see
~#**************#~
Poppin nobody got em, holla
~#**************#~
Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
~#**************#~
Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal
~#**************#~
Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters
~#**************#~
Them crackers is crazy, why? ‘Cause theyll never stop us
~#**************#~
I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust somebody in a movie
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Now I want to do it too, ooh, ooh
~#**************#~
Niggas is too through, true to the game
~#**************#~
I claim Outlaw riders, we give a fuck what they try, Im…
~#**************#~
[Verse 5: Young Noble]
~#**************#~
‘Cause Young Noble behind it
~#**************#~
Can you picture me stickin niggas for they watch and chain?
~#**************#~
Kick back, lil nigga, and watch the game
~#**************#~
Get your mob rocked and what-not
~#**************#~
We keep it poppin, like a drug spot
~#**************#~
The streets know whats hot, trust me
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[Verse 6: Napoleon]
~#**************#~
Even my hood call me “baby Malcolm X”
~#**************#~
With the TECs, shower some slugs on em
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Ive got a brother, dont rest and he keeps some drugs on him
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Always in grind mood, hustle to find food
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Ever seen Faces of Death? Thats what my 9 do
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[Verse 7: Kastro]
~#**************#~
I keep my mind on my money, and my money on my mind
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With my back against the wall, like Im runnin outta time
~#**************#~
Even rap with a gat, I must be goin out my mind
~#**************#~
Like Im up against the world, this guerilla team of mine
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Screamin, “Thug Life, bitch, fuck em all!” and die for em
~#**************#~
Even if the last nigga left Ima ride for em
~#**************#~
Feel me? Until they kill me, thats how Im rollin
~#**************#~
“Fuck em all, let them die!” – thats my slogan; fuck em all!
~#**************#~
[Hook: Young Noble + (singers)]
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Come put your hands up in the air!
~#**************#~
Its a middle finger affair, yeah
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
I do my dirt all by my lonely
~#**************#~
Dont need no phony homie to call me
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
~#**************#~
So dont get comfortable, Im runnin you
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
~#**************#~
Dont give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
~#**************#~
(Thats right, bitch, fuck em all!)
