Gun In My Mouth

[Intro: Outlawz]

They got my back on the wall (OUTLAWZ!!)

Back against the wall (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!)

We're still balling nigga, Outlawz strike back (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!)

We're the fucking Outlawz, nigga (GBs!!) we're riding for life

We ride to die like the soldiers, nigga (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!)

We done told you niggaz (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!)

We're gonna ride regardless (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!) Where you at?

Regardless to the charges, nigga (GBs!!) (OUTLAWZ!!)

Where the soldiers? - where the soldiers? (What? What?)

[Verse 1: Napoleon]

There's a whole lot of shit in my past life that I feel wrong for it

But it's a new year, at that bullshit, I ain't trying to go for it

If you want something, then you better go, it's good for your heart

I leave your head side, your lungs and your back on a part

I've been hard from the start, Napoleon Bonaparte

If you think you're ready for war, well get the fuck on your mart

I wish you knew, the fucking shit I bring your ass through

I think you stuck like glue, the opposite of pezue

I've seen you, and [?] you, I know the love ain't there

So go again trickle your bitch, and lie about how you care

You couldn't survive, in this motherfucking life of mine

You couldn't rhyme, where the full tank, in about two lines

So stop that lying, you knew I'd fuck your punk-ass up (What?)

I take your pants and throw your bitch-ass in Louie J. truck (HUH!)

From Fifth Ward to Compton, orbits of MOB steady mobbing (Mobbing)

Keep your money over bitches while the police keep dropping

If you watched the scenes!

[Chorus: Outlawz 2X]

All you niggaz think you're rearing like Scene on Night

When the freaks come out, and the creaks come out

Baby, we're all about the thug thing, the only way out

And I do this shit for love, with a gun in my mouth

[Verse 2: Young Noble]

I breathe slowly, MC's don't know me, Noble the holiest

You're looking like you saw a ghost

When you saw exact the show, you'll shit apparently

You niggaz can't stand me, fuck your families

I love to buck that ass, fuck you with the jamies

Suddenly saw Sammy, but I ain't hear what he said

Nigga, you're walking on the deadline? deadly dread

Bigger than led, [?] as a whole to the head

Supposed to be dead, but I ain't [?] to shoot you again

Outlaw motherfucker, bring your nines and guns

Nine lives with death attempts for your time to come

Farts of cloves, remember high lie be was? ain't no love

And in the wars there ain't no blood

What the fuck? - is you all niggaz scared or what?

You walk and talk tough but you scared to buck

Untouchable like Face when my time-up

Lyrically I'm ton tired and literally tired up

Quickly to finish my job

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3: EDI Amin]

Still I'm lost, but it costs to be the boss

So I'm struggling like a motherfucker gonna get what I want

When I sit and think about the days, I couldn't get paid

That sets me quickly into a rage, don't wanna get my gauge

Mama pray for me, and today they gonna take it from me

I'm in my sanity, I'm gradually slipping

Wishing for war, is it all I had to live for?

I'm gonna make sure my people weave at any cost

Sinning off the edge, and ain't no returning

The bitch is humming and chewing, but ain't no docks to fuck it

What's it all about? I be thugged out and riding

When these other niggaz hiding

No doubt! bumping on the gas, letting it burn

Subways doing it my way like ushers

Fuck that! I rather slug it than love it

Outlaw like a motherfucker, until I'm up out of here

You gotta know I don't care, oh yeah!

[Chorus:]

[Verse 4: Scarface]

The product of the deepest bitch's out sick

Thinking about a come, got my mind on getting mine

Nigga, finna run up and the dope out

Saking for the stash and the bag

Cause I'm sick of seeing Brad doing bad so I'm coming agg

When the tape is off, and me I'm on the quest to get the chickens

Run up on my victims and get them

I'll beat you nigga, they can't deny

I go for mine with my nine cocked lay cause I aged to die

I aim to fly, I'm sending you to hell if I have to

I got this twelve pointed at you

I'm dying hard so I'm hard to kill

And if you found yourself caught up in my clutches, nigga guard your grill

Got ball of steel, I introduced these niggaz to the real life

And if you ain't real then you will die, the real sigh

End of the road, the cameras don't reload

You don't make another episode

So rest your soul, understand me? get what I'm talking about

The night, the freaks come out, baby [Gun Shot]