Dayton Family - Outlaws lyrics

Where my ganstas at, where my bitches at
Where my soldias at, where my killas at
Ya'll motha fucka's ready to ride
(let's ride)
Ya'll motha fucka's ready to ride
(let's ride) dayton Family 2002
Let's go everybody get prepared and ready
Cause my palms are getting sweaty
Armageddon is commin and Dayton
Family is ready, for war
All my soldias stand tall, fo sho
I'm givin you what you've been waiting for
Bootleg! I need a bitch to bleed in
Beg, sufferin till the end
The whole world is dead i'm ready to die
But I'm more eager for killin
Anxious and paranoid is describing
The way I'm feelin
Niggas is phony like hobos without bologna
Wanna catch me alone so you
Can whip your straps on but fuck yall
Till the day I murdered em' all
Stack em tall like you be da Paul
Or don't stack em at all
Bitch you never see me craw, never see me run
In fact the only thing you see'n
Is the barrel of the gun you need to let off
Any time it's getting set off
Take a deep breath and blow
Your fuckin head off and they got me
Said that some niggas is just tryin to cop me
Bitin the day stoppa make the shit sound slum
There's only one Dayton Avenue and one family
And that's all it's ever been and
That's all it's gunna be fuck Em'
My objective in this game is
Squeeze triggers for figures
So get prepared for the realist
Shit you ever saw
Bootleg is you brining the raw?
The last outlaws
Come on my niggas is you ready to ride
Wit some outlaws, outlaws
With the last outlaws
Bitch niggas getting used fo sho
Out Out Laws
Cause we the last fuckin outlaws
What bunch of rappers think
Your ready for war
Dayton Niggas just walked in the door
2002 who's I'll as you be prepared
Because we pointing at you

I be that last fuckin outlaw
Cut through your jaw
Like a motha fuckin chainsaw
Now in da braw, ain't no fakin
Don't nobody move you get this pump
Hear this gage goin Thump Thump
You shouldn'a jump
It ain't no telling where yo body is
Ain't nuthin left
Ain't no motha fuckin rules nigga
So fucka a breath
You got me searchin for yo momma house
Right down the streat
Gotta me bustin at the FBI, until they leave
You got a plan to get away
Real shit with no delay
Till he worries stay
Then get away the toupee
And ain't no lookin back
Feds got yo ass jacked put you for a stack
Then whip you with a black mat
Motha Fuck your boys
I run through ya'll like Tonka toys
Where the gat? I'm runnin and gunnin
You bitches here on my tomb
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room
And I'm gunna hang you like a fuckin Kuhn
Yo click, them niggas phony
Walk em into war and play
Em like a fuckin stonney
Dayton is what I'm killin
Kill shit and star bettin big head niggas
I beat em down to a fuckin melon
This is to yo camp, we green
Ya'll some food stamps
Grown like some amps, Don't fuck
With these state champs, ughh
And get prepared for the realist
Shit you ever saw
Bootleg is you bringin the raw?

Come on my niggas is you ready to ride
Wit some outlaws, outlaws
With the last outlaws
Bitch niggas getting used fo sho
Out Out Laws
Cause we the last fuckin outlaws
What bunch of rappers think
Your ready for war
Dayton Niggas just walked in the door
2002 who's I'll as you be prepared
Because we pointing at you come On
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws