MO3 - Outside lyrics

You know what nigha
You acting like a Lil' bitch right now now
These mothafucka’s smoked yo God Damn cousin
In front of you nigha
In front of yo face and you ain't
Gone do shit we gone go
Ahead and smoke these mothafucka's i don’t
Give a fuck who out there
(Gangsta baby, Gangsta baby, Gangsta
Baby, Gangsta baby
I'm in the streets baby, Streets baby
The streets made
Me The Streets raised me, I'm a Gangsta baby
Baby, baby, Im in the Streets baby, baby
Baby)

You thinking I won't set it off
Tell these nighas they
Dumb, they really gotta put 3 on the track
Cause if not who the fuck gone put
The D on the map keep
My hand by the strap when I sleep where
I'm at got a hundred drum with? gun
With extended clip serving dope feen with a
Strap god forgive me for killin 'em
Rap nigha play me I'll hit 'em
Up get his kids beat with
A bat throw away derringer
Relocate body they pick it up, hit ’em up
Get at me wait got a lot of more
Nighas, We know where they lay
Body for body we know where
They stay my partna got
Choppa he a block we invade
Yoppa chop they whole block
Up then go buy a wraith let down the
Window Glock 23 the extendo 30
Rip through nighas waist
Turn down they corner say they slanging iron
Knock his head through his chest
(how you do that) Shoot him in his face
Bout 56 times bitch that’s on my life
I put that line in bout 56 rhythms walk
A nigha down 2 to the face
Put 6 in his spine been jammin Kevin Gates I
Need a break i can't think when I’m driving
Had to name my new AK super Thick
That bitch shaped like Rihanna
Tote that 223
I keep that heat I think I'm Lebron
Do 'em dirty, with that 30, like I'm Curry
Bitch I think I’m Stephen

Bitch I'm outside, I'm
Outside, yeah, outside, outside
If they want smoke tell em, We
Outside, We Outside yeah get Baptized
It's naptime
And they can find me in the North Side
Get hog tied, yeah cause I'm outside
I'm outside
If they want smoke tell 'em we outside
We outside yeah get Baptized it's naptime

Blood Hound, Gangsta, Crip, Vice Lord
GD i make 'em twist they fingers up
That's why they buy my CD
Look, Throw Away, We gone shoot something
You know how
We be candle Light, Oh we kill something, Oh
He on TV! 187 on a nigha but I
Ain't Crippin bitch that's homicide
It's 282 Blood I'm Bleeding
Till The Basket Dry oh you acting out
Keep on laughing it's that action now
Catch him all in traffic with
That Ratchet then I clap him
Down school boy you
Graduated you got ya cap and gown get out
The streets before you get smoked
Just like a
Black&Mild go ask around, Talk of the town
Bitch I ain't backing down i
Got that burner on me
I keep it with me won't catch me lacking fam

Bitch I'm outside, I'm
Outside, yeah, outside, outside
If they want smoke tell em, We
Outside, We Outside yeah get Baptized
It's naptime
And they can find me in the North Side
Get hog tied, yeah cause I'm outside
I'm outside
If they want smoke tell 'em we outside
We outside yeah get Baptized it's naptime

Gangsta baby, Gangsta baby, Gangsta
Baby, Gangsta baby
I'm in the streets baby, Streets baby
The streets made me, The Streets raised me
I'm a Gangsta baby
Baby, baby, Im in the Streets baby, baby
Baby