[Intro: 2Pac]
Haha, that's right, aight
Storm, motherfuckers ain't really knowin'
If you can flow or not, do shit like that!

[Verse 1: 2Pac & Storm]
Holler my name, n***a, you ridin' to scream
Must be a thug with a heart to be a part of my team
It seems we got a problem
We ain't lettin' no women and the feminine side
Has been denied time to give 'em a try
Finally made it, now focus
Who the dopest? Is it the brothers or the sisters
I agree, it's a man's world, but why must n***as diss us
I ain't tryin' to hear it, witness my thug spirit
They keep on screamin' "bitches"
'Cause n***as love to hear it
Called on my dawgs, 'cause they rowdy than a motherfucker
I love you n***as like brothers, but don't fuck with me
Oh you bad now, look at what we got, Miss Billy Badass
Runnin' round, packin' double Glocks, uh
So all you n***as be warned, from the dusk 'til the dawn
We might trip, but I dare you tricks to fuck around with Storm
We Outlawz, I said it and meant it
And when you see me live on TV, it's strictly representin'
Now, let me hear you scream
[Chorus 1: 2Pac & Storm]
This is for my n***as
Only for my n***as, for my n***as
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for my sistas
Only for my sistas, for my sistas
Let me see you throw your hands up

[Verse 2: 2Pac & Storm]
Now when I say Pig, you say B-I-G
When I say Bad Boy killer, then you say me
When I say Puffy is a punk, you scream word on my life
I wrote this shit while fuckin' Big's wife
Now I been told that Lil Kim think she hot
She not
Better get that attitude adjusted 'fore I mash your spot
Plus now Da Brat's trippin', must want an ass whippin'
We be the first ones to fuck with you and Bad Boy, wack bitch,
Bustin' through Brooklyn, lickin' my shots to Queens
'Cause I'm lookin' for Little Shawn, that bitch ass fiend
I bet you scream like last year
Best don't come to California, we don't want your busta ass here
We outlaw riders, thugs 'til we die
Sistas get they groove on
N***as gettin' high
Call me a motherfuckin' troublemaker
Send me to jail, but watch me bust on LL
Now let me hear you scream
[Chorus 1: 2Pac & Storm]
This is for my n***as
Only for my n***as, for my n***as
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for my sistas
Only for my sistas, for my sistas
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for my n***as
Only for my n***as, for my n***as
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for my sistas
Only for my sistas, for my sistas
Let me see you throw your hands up (Fuck that)
This is for my n***as
Only for my n***as, for my n***as
Let me see you throw your hands up
Nah!
This is for my sistas
Only for my sistas, for my sistas
Let me see you throw your hands up (Oh yeah! Would you like that? Check it)

[Chorus 2: 2Pac & Storm]
This is for my riders
Only for my riders, for the riders
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for the riders
Only for the riders, for the riders
Let me see you throw your hands up (Hey [?] where Mack?)
Check it
[Chorus 3: 2Pac & Storm]
This is for the bitches
Only for the bitches, for the bitches
Let me see you throw your hands up
This is for them bustas
Only for them bustas, for them bustas
Let me see you throw your hands up (Hahaha, that's right)

This is for my n***as
Only for my sistas, for my riders
Let me see you throw your hands up

[Outro: 2Pac & Storm]
Hahaha
I quit, you ass didn't
We up outta here
2Pac and Storm (That's right)
Outlaw Immortalz
Death Row, west side
Thug Life, biatch! (West side!)
Bad Boy killer
Hey, Storm, man, what's up n***a, you ready?
Let's mash n***a, let's go!
That's right (hahahaha)
I'm waiting on you
Aight, we out