2Pac, Outlawz - All Out lyrics
[2Pac, Outlawz - All Out lyrics]
We goin' all out, we goin' all out
We goin' all out
Watch your motherfuckin' mouth, niggas!
(That's right, fuck these fag niggas)
Do it, do it, do it!
Come hell or high water
Down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck
Callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over, brandish my strap
Back like a cobra i stay drunk ‘cause I'm a
Mad man whenever sober on a one man mission
My ambition's to hold up the rap game
While I pluck holes in niggas like donuts
And still down to die for
All my soldiers like hillbillies
They don't fear me, so we feud
Bringin' war to the city
With each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies
Your Honor
A general in war, I'm the first to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers
Quick to move shit, heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam
Sometimes I question who's sane
Like fiends frantic for that last vein
Stuck in the game i hit the scene like
Sandstorms, then transform, watch me
I take the figure of 30 niggas who all got me
While bitches wonderin' who shot me
No love, keep a grudge
Shootin' slugs like Muammar Gaddafi
Murder my friends, build a new posse
We takin' shots at paparazzi, go
And fly now, nigga, like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper
Bustin' caps at Jay Z and still avoid capture
(Buck buck buck buck)
While y'all caught up in the rapture
Still after me
I'm in Jamaica sippin' daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin' nothin' then
Grabbin' somethin' and bustin'
Wanted to be the thug nigga
That my old man wasn't
I can't tour, fear of catchin' cases
Litigation niggas player hatin'
Got me crooked in all 50 states
I'm screamin' "Death Row!"
Throw my Westside, ain't no thing
We was raised off drive-by's
Brought up to bang
We claim mob, MOB if you be specific
We control all cash from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this: I'm hard to kill when
I peel with this live spot
Father, how the Hell did I
Survive these five shots?
Live it up or give it up and like demons
Late night, hear them screamin'
"We goin' all out!"
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
I'm on my last leg
Walkin' through the belly of the beast
Feelin' like I'm all out, drunk as can be
It's plain to see
That we mob niggas hidin' in bushes
Claimin' that they ride rough
But they softer than cushion
They softer than bitches in the worst way
Drownin' in blood
Outlawz, my blood brothers
I'd die for these thugs say
"Hi!" to this slug
It's a shame how some niggas
On the West Coast was ridin' with 'Pac
But when he died they went pop
I'm out in Jers, to the fullest
Like some West Coast love
But after 'Pac stopped rappin'
It ain't no West Coast thug
Just West Coast, slut
To my real niggas stuck in the street game
‘Cause rappers like Jay Z be
Pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap
Your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo'-fo' put peek
Holes through your door i ride or die
But these other fag niggas be bitin' this
It's all from my heart when I
Was writin' this all out!
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
Now, we all ride
And down to die who with us?
Speak up or get treated like
You comin' to kill us
They ain’t nothin' but squealers
In this rap game, swearin' they rough
Tattooed up
And now them niggas swearin' they 'Pac
Stop that, and watch your back
We ain't forgot 'bout ya these Glocks hot
And when shot it'll bring the bitch up out ya
It's me, Kastro with the goattee
Walkin' like a OG
‘Cause all these fag motherfuckers owe me
I pray to thug lords
Like them motherfuckers holy
Frontline soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout
‘cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot
'til they feel it livin' proof
Pac breed niggas they can't deal with
Holla back, right back, and watch your mouth
Or get blood in it, what! We goin' all out
Nigga!
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
Fool, you better go all out
Keep goin' all out
All my niggas goin' all out
Without a muthafuckin' doubt
Aye, you niggas just gon' think
You gon' be uhh talkin' slick on all of
These motherfuckin' records
And we ain't gon say shit
Now it's 1999, it's a different grind
Don't disrespect the Don
It's still war, motherfuckers
So let's see you act like you know
We goin' all out
Watch your motherfuckin' mouth, niggas!
(That's right, fuck these fag niggas)
Do it, do it, do it!
Come hell or high water
Down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck
Callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over, brandish my strap
Back like a cobra i stay drunk ‘cause I'm a
Mad man whenever sober on a one man mission
My ambition's to hold up the rap game
While I pluck holes in niggas like donuts
And still down to die for
All my soldiers like hillbillies
They don't fear me, so we feud
Bringin' war to the city
With each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies
Your Honor
A general in war, I'm the first to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers
Quick to move shit, heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam
Sometimes I question who's sane
Like fiends frantic for that last vein
Stuck in the game i hit the scene like
Sandstorms, then transform, watch me
I take the figure of 30 niggas who all got me
While bitches wonderin' who shot me
No love, keep a grudge
Shootin' slugs like Muammar Gaddafi
Murder my friends, build a new posse
We takin' shots at paparazzi, go
And fly now, nigga, like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper
Bustin' caps at Jay Z and still avoid capture
(Buck buck buck buck)
While y'all caught up in the rapture
Still after me
I'm in Jamaica sippin' daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin' nothin' then
Grabbin' somethin' and bustin'
Wanted to be the thug nigga
That my old man wasn't
I can't tour, fear of catchin' cases
Litigation niggas player hatin'
Got me crooked in all 50 states
I'm screamin' "Death Row!"
Throw my Westside, ain't no thing
We was raised off drive-by's
Brought up to bang
We claim mob, MOB if you be specific
We control all cash from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this: I'm hard to kill when
I peel with this live spot
Father, how the Hell did I
Survive these five shots?
Live it up or give it up and like demons
Late night, hear them screamin'
"We goin' all out!"
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
I'm on my last leg
Walkin' through the belly of the beast
Feelin' like I'm all out, drunk as can be
It's plain to see
That we mob niggas hidin' in bushes
Claimin' that they ride rough
But they softer than cushion
They softer than bitches in the worst way
Drownin' in blood
Outlawz, my blood brothers
I'd die for these thugs say
"Hi!" to this slug
It's a shame how some niggas
On the West Coast was ridin' with 'Pac
But when he died they went pop
I'm out in Jers, to the fullest
Like some West Coast love
But after 'Pac stopped rappin'
It ain't no West Coast thug
Just West Coast, slut
To my real niggas stuck in the street game
‘Cause rappers like Jay Z be
Pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap
Your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo'-fo' put peek
Holes through your door i ride or die
But these other fag niggas be bitin' this
It's all from my heart when I
Was writin' this all out!
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
Now, we all ride
And down to die who with us?
Speak up or get treated like
You comin' to kill us
They ain’t nothin' but squealers
In this rap game, swearin' they rough
Tattooed up
And now them niggas swearin' they 'Pac
Stop that, and watch your back
We ain't forgot 'bout ya these Glocks hot
And when shot it'll bring the bitch up out ya
It's me, Kastro with the goattee
Walkin' like a OG
‘Cause all these fag motherfuckers owe me
I pray to thug lords
Like them motherfuckers holy
Frontline soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout
‘cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot
'til they feel it livin' proof
Pac breed niggas they can't deal with
Holla back, right back, and watch your mouth
Or get blood in it, what! We goin' all out
Nigga!
We goin' all out
Bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle your own
Bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out
Bustas playin' with your papes
Better go all out
Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out
Obstacles in your way, you better go all out
Fool, you better go all out
Keep goin' all out
All my niggas goin' all out
Without a muthafuckin' doubt
Aye, you niggas just gon' think
You gon' be uhh talkin' slick on all of
These motherfuckin' records
And we ain't gon say shit
Now it's 1999, it's a different grind
Don't disrespect the Don
It's still war, motherfuckers
So let's see you act like you know
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