Hussein Fatal, New Child, 2Pac - Intro (Rough Sh**) lyrics

[Hussein Fatal, New Child, 2Pac - Intro Rough Sh** lyrics]

Outlawz with that rough shit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby
Outlawz with that rough shit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

I'm down for mines, did it for Pac
Spitted the Glock, committed to Yak
And faithfully, we splitted the block
What did y'all do for 'em? Forget the hunnies
You ever rob a spot with my
Dawg and split the money?
I chose to rise, sacrificed, chose to ride
Controlled the nine and never
Once closed my eyes
Sometimes I feel my own dawgs got me trapped
But I'll kill one of you cats
So it must not be that
Rats and scraps, with that local nonsense
Finished him and yoked him
Out the coastal conference fake thug type
My dawgs barking up your Lexus


It's been three years
You still talking over records?
I'm the Don, Hussein, Saddam
You came to bomb?
You still sniffing coke, that's the real
You blind

Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

Thug life is who's? Niggas
Done broke the rules
Now my niggas got to act a fool
Bust the twos
Since Pac left, haters wanna step on toes
Some niggas get they casket closed, lil' hoes
Keep your mouth shut and eyes open
Eastsiders, Westsiders, Southsiders
Outlawz keep their guns smoking
All my niggas ride, down to bust
It's suicide when you fuckin' with us
In Pac we trust, I'm venomous
When you hear me bust, niggas chin
All of us can spit it
Got it once? You can still get it
Scared? Nigga, deal with it
Fuck a quarter magazine
Never violate my team
I'm a Harlem outlaw nigga (yeah)
Founder of the city morgue, nigga
Put that on my brother, cocksucker
What's poppin', nigga? What's poppin'? Huh?

Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

I served niggas off the 1-8-9
187's caught up in the Sunday times
What the fuck you thought? I ride for Pac
Is you crazy?
(Outlawz with that rough shit, baby) I know
Crossed over, clap boards, touch the glass
Whip out, no homie? I'ma bust yo' ass
Pulled back the semi, sip the Remi for Yak
216, drip all the Henney for Pac
I put it down, out of town
Don't worry you niggas
And my Brick City Outlawz
Will bury you niggas
Outlawz all over, we connect the block
Soldier formation, whip out and rep for Pac

Outlawz with that rough shit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby
Outlawz with that rough shit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

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