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letra de i'm an outlaw - hussein fatal

fatal (talking):

hey, hey, you ain’t no outlaw
get em’!
ya’ll n-ggas is hoes

chorus: fatal and (young n0ble) (repeat 8x)

is you an outlaw? (i’m an outlaw)

(fatal)
i went from dirty bruce man to hussein, its a two game table
fatal i’ll run up with my gun up, try to shoot tanks n-gga
you dont want it when i c-ck the pump, c-ck and dump
let off at ya shots and lump, i gots to dump
shoot from jail, block ya bump
if i fell off, i caught on and forgot to jump
sheech ya man, he’ll never speak again
greet ya fam, ice grill heat in hand
whats the deal?, real n-ggas tuck the steal
bust to k!ll, big bends is up the hill
locks it down, take it when i c-ck the pound
rock ya town, and roll when the top is down
is pac around? i dont know, kadaf was found
one in the head, dead on the project ground
if its on then its on, we rape beat breaks
outlawz! they wanna be us on a fake we takes

chorus (repeat 8x)

(young n0ble)
apply pressure like pliars, whatever my kind desires
it ain’t hard to find us, we even started as minors
put the bullsh-t behind us, we movin forward
eat cheese and get you k!lled, and whoever you wasn’t caught with
signing statments, now i’m flying places
denying that you hating, thats the way that ya go
how did i know?
look at what the game done to me
mother-f-ck the world cuz we grew up (???), trust me
i stay dusty like i live down in new, i’m used to
fell off the block now we’re selling out stores
yelling outlaw when we riding down you street
n-ggas think that pac gone that it ain’t no beef
you f-ckin d-ckhead, outlawz spit lead
and tonight, when you come home i’m gon be laying in your bed
so when you put your key in the lock, make sure your heat c-cked
you was scared when he was alive, but now you gotta face pac, its on

chorus (repeat 8x)

sicker than same faces, hussein case is not to
be forgot, n-gga ask pac who shot you
last block i got you, burnt it up on ya’ll
can i stop you?, c’mon dogg, i turn it up on ya’ll
little h0m- thugs and thats word to kadafi
i spit at mobb deep, had to holla at junior mafia
toured with yak, watching fake n-ggas spit out
ignored the eyes, told them jake n-ggas “get outta here”
hit em with that, i diss ya’ll and stand in the jects
handiling techs, l!ck off and hit your man in the neck
and you was next, you ran so i spit on your back
my daughter a firebug, so she sit on the mac
stop with your job, i c-ck and put my glock in ya eyes
you think i’d be sitting in the county if pac was alive
i’m illa than that, outlawz is realer than that
if ya wifey be feeling hussein, then i’m feeling her back
you ain’t no outlaw

(fatal talking)
watered down -ss n-gga, b-tch made n-gga
suck a d-ck!

chorus (repeat 8x)

(fatal talking)
uh, outlaw!
operating under thug laws as warriors!
what? ya’ll n-ggas thought we forgot!
we still together! outlawz forever!
this is ressurection sh-t!
we gonna keep on riding!
get down!
liutenant will mash on you fake -ss n-ggas!
where you want it?!
wherever you go, you got it comin, its smothered!
we got the game in check!

- hussein fatal

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