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[intro: young n0ble]
outlaw recordz yeah
thug brothers outlaw
jerzey mob n_gga
what up kastro?

[chorus: e.d.i.]
crime, hustle, maintain
come up, new seasons change
ride or die, live to tell, give ’em h_ll n_gga
bang out, pull ’em thangs out and my people say
oh no, you don’t want war (y’all don’t want no war)
outlaw thug life turn the lights off
oh no, you don’t want war (turn them lights off)
outlaw world wide turn the the lights off

[verse 1: e.d.i.]
you can take a page out my history book and see what misery looks like
a shattered past darker than night, the mobster fights
the narcs and the [?]
no more dreams for this young ass teen
i came out clean though, ‘causе when i went to jail i nevеr stayed
and when them n_ggas started bustin’ i came out unscathed
guardian angel or just good luck
or a young ass n_gga who saw game and soaked it up
probably all of the above and i ain’t crazy
sh_t i know i thangs happen everyday so i stay heated
and all you industry geeks got us twisted
we them n_ggas that lives this, in case you missed it
i never rat on my friends y’all n_ggas eat cheese
got ya b_tch by the brains bout to make her eatin d
boy i come from a long line of row
we grind for more, [?] turn ya lights off
[chorus: e.d.i.]
crime, hustle, maintain
come up, new seasons change
ride or die, live to tell, give ’em h_ll n_gga
bang out, pull ’em thangs out, what people say
oh no, y’all don’t want war
outlaw thug life turn the lights off
oh no, y’all don’t want war
outlaw world wide turn the the lights off

[verse 2: lil zane]
out on the block
see my n_gga picked him up said “we on now”
us lil young mof_ckas swear we grown now
we hit the streets since we was thirteen, barely had twenty dollars
now you see us ridin’ new impalas
crossed over bridges while makin’ mills in this rap sh_t
took the dirty money and we found another to attract it
knowin these n_ggas be tryna get me for the dough
i’m keepin’ pistol, they quick to let the handle show
die these lil n_ggas better shoot fast
don’t think we won’t throw them thangs, we known for whoopin n_ggas ass
malicious we’ve even got some older n_ggas scared
just point the finger at them n_ggas that you want dead
we sit and rollin’ up a sack of weed, talkin’ to me
a fifth of liquor is what we probably need
and by the time we both in the zone
he start to tellin’ me bout n_ggas he was plottin’ on
n_ggas he puttin’ on n_ggas he done broke his motorola on
talkin’ bout them n_ggas on the block they don’t get along
zane
[verse 3: young n0ble]
there’s one rule to life, get yours n_gga
got bullets in your gun? spit yours n_gga
is a l!ck to be hit? hit yours n_gga!
if there’s bricks to be flippped, flip yours n_gga
if your peeps really in need, loan yours n_gga
if there’s hits to be made, own yours n_gga
one the right track, fight back, f_ck the bark
you n_ggas live life blind tryna touch the dark
you a f_ckin’ mark, don’t make me start
with the jerzey mob and the bonapartes
you blown [?], listen to this in the dark
when the outlawz ride n_gga [?]
my pen is taught n_ggas on the streets the truth
even though i’m twentytwo my old soul is [?]
we used to guzzle old gold and poof
aye yo we used to muscle grown folks on the roof for loot
if you lose a boot, nothin’ but a new recruit
what the f_ck you gonna do n_gga? tie your shoe

[chorus: e.d.i.]
crime, hustle, maintain
come up, new seasons change
ride or die, live to tell, give ’em h_ll n_gga
bang out, pull ’em thangs out, what people say
oh no, y’all don’t want war
outlaw thug life turn the lights off
oh no, y’all don’t want war
outlaw world wide turn the the lights off
[verse 4: bad azz]
i ain’t got no time to wait
i thug heavy whether you ready or not
and if you handled them with glocks
if you start to feelin’ faint, i’ll probably hit you with some shots
and actin fast you just didn’t hear the pop
i’m not the one to test, i ain’t got enough time to let you be f_ckin’ off mine
time is of the essence, the stressin’ it make you ugly
i couldn’t floss if i had bad karma, ’cause they among me
and i know it hurt and the hate leave scars
got em warrin’ over money and turf that ain’t ours
well it’s ours, you n_ggas know we run this sh_t
so don’t ever bring your boys or your gun here b_tch
you f_ckin right, we don’t belong here, we possessive
life’s a contradiction, suck d_ck with them suggestions
or come to the east side and see how my hood is
’cause everybody here tryna see what livin’ good is
so watch all your big mouth talk about your ballin’
but we get you, but you rich, you just back down in your wallet

[verse 5: yukmouth]
i’m makin’ money with the arabs, break cash, straigh slabs of raw
the spectacular, the ghetto star
the lyrical jabberjaw with the baddest broad inside the lavish car
half of y’all talk sh_t behind my back, but me no mad at y’all
i laugh at y’all, ha_ha_ha, foolish mortal i rebuke you peasants
[?] comin’ through like betters to scoop ya letters million dollar fettish
gotta get it, war with me i put a bomb inside your kids presents
kerbloom, black suits fill the room
got k!llas and goons baggin’ heroine fillin’ baloons
the realest platoon outlaws down that cryst
smoke_a_lot smoke pounds of p_ss
with rubber bands around my wrist
callers be countin’ the chips
and don’t leave me around your b_tch
she get a mouth full of d_ck
that n_gga n0be and yukmouth so sick
iced out pull the fo’ five out to wipe you out
lights out b_tch

- young noble

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