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Yaki Kadafi

"When We Ride"

[Intro: 2Pac]
Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts
Of chin checks and eye swolls
They know you watchin'
But you ain't seein' what lies before you, biatch
Picture, if you will
Seven deadly human beings blessed with the gift of speech
The power to reach each n*gga on every street
May the heavenly father look down
And be proud of what transpired
Since the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into sh*t
Just me and my dogs, livin' like hogs, Outlaw Immortalz
What follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue
What lies between is the fiction
Don't f*ck around and make it true

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
My adversaries crumble, when we rumble it's a catastrophe
Out for revenge on b*tch n*ggas that blasted me
Plus, my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a n*gga belly
Bust him to see if he bleed
He shoulda never f*cked around with a sick-ass n*gga like me
They call my name out and n*ggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two-game table
I'm robbin' ya n*ggas' cradle with a knife in your navel
Rap-related, criminally activated and evil
I wouldn't wanna be you behind my f*ckin' Desert Eagle
'Til the end, I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze
To touch me, you need ten of these
Complete most wanted on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and n*ggas bleed, I see Mo

[Verse 3: Kastro]
I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin' holdin' pistols
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials
Sew up all the potential, million, billion-dollar baller potential
Sort it, oughta call on a n*gga I'll be sure to get you
Take cash, bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma last yo past all these Glass Joes
And as*h*les who claim, like they be runnin' thangs
I be gunnin' those same n*ggas runnin' late, to their fate

[Verse 4: Napoleon]
My alias is motherf*ckin' Napoleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these motherf*ckers leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no bluffin'
Befo' a n*gga finish with puttin' in work
I better end up with somethin'
I think these n*ggas got the game f*cked up
If they don't believe
That a young n*gga like me would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, f*ck probation
Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry cops be chasin'

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride

[Verse 5: Mussolini]
It's the imperial serial killer, alias Mussolini
Mentally unstable G status, so you can't see me
Drug warlord, ridin' Concorde jets
Rag Vette's, shakin' b*tches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewood's banger, keepin' one in the chamber
For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk f*ckin' no end to revenge
f*ck any, my alias Mussolini

[Verse 6: E.D.I.]
They call me EDI, from the side of seedy
Young n*gga greedy, so I'm runnin' up on these n*ggas easy
It ain't nuttin, cause if they wantin' somethin', so I'mma commence
To dumpin' stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin' Thuggin' to my f*ckin' last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on that as*h*le? Don't ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin' this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide when we ride

[Verse 7: Kadafi]
My alias Kadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and c*cky, quick to hit your b*tch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a f*ckin' felon
While beefin' with rookie cops, the cookie rocks a n*gga sellin'
Since a shorty I been livin' life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's like it's me against myself with all these
Backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my f*ckin' wealth

[Verse 8: Mo Khomeini]
Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
I'm that n*gga with the fifty-cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
That increase while these motherf*ckers eat beef
It's been a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the Glock loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, make 'em feel a n*gga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassin' any assassin'

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride
Thug n*ggas 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' b*tches
Ask me why when we ride

[Outro: 2Pac]
Hahahaha, Outlaw Immortalz, baby
Y'all n*ggas can't fade this ol' crazy sh*t (Can't see me, can't see me)
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Kadafi, Mussolini
Amin, Napoleon, Khomein
What y'all really wanna do?
Haha, like them n*ggas said
"What would you do if you could f*ck with me and my crew?"
Hehahahahaha, Thug Life, yeah n*gga
Flashin' on n*ggas, Thug Life, right? This year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw Immortalz
We die, n*gga, but we multiply, we like legends, n*gga, like forever
Like, I'll make you famous, motherf*cker
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine
And all that old good sh*t
My n*ggas make the papers, baby
My n*ggas make the front page
Multiple gunshots, execution style, wild sh*t, they ain’t knowin'
We out

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