Lirik Lagu Ghetto Ghutta - Outlawz
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Edi (talking)C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... Smoke ItOutlawz c'mon... Yea... Blood Brothers c'monIntoduction to the Outlaw LifestyleBlood Brothers ya knowHit the weed, get the drankEdi... Kastro... Load up, put one inOutlaw Recordz... please respect itHere we go
[Edi]Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyleGet the weed, get the drankTurn the lights downBang ya hoodShow ya tattsLet them niggaz knowThey crossed the muthafuckin' lineAnd now they gotta goIm with my family and I'm finna' light itFuck yall niggazI cant see a damn thang but us dogMakaveli lives and shit I'm the fuckin proof2nd generation Thug LifeWho is you?Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect itWe them niggaz gettin' helixWhen it get hecticWell trained, smell game from a mile awayGet the bitch to the hide away right awayEdi - i - like a thief in the nightI rock her to sleepI put my piece thru the lightWe breathe thru the lightAnd we the strength for the strongKeepin' it goingYall muthafuckas hate cause you knowHere we go
Kastro (chorus)I been a straight gutta nigga for all my lifeSo... ghetto shit is all I likeLike loud mouth ho'sFoul mouth folksUp 3 days straightThuggin' in the same clothesWe scrap for a livingTrapped in this prisonWe take money-moneyWithout asking permissionOur hearts pump thug shitOur blood drip fireThe life of an OutlawFor swears to admire
[Kastro]The butchery, gun talk and money movesThe prophecy for young thugs is born to looseWalk in my shoesIf you can you's a manTwo hands on ya ballsThese squares can't understandDaddy... raised me crazyAnd now I'm worstDown thursty for thug moneyI guess I'm cursedWho woulda' knew... that...When the kid got bigI'd be thugged out without g
[Edi]Introduction to the Outlawz lifestyleGet the weed, get the drankTurn the lights downBang ya hoodShow ya tattsLet them niggaz knowThey crossed the muthafuckin' lineAnd now they gotta goIm with my family and I'm finna' light itFuck yall niggazI cant see a damn thang but us dogMakaveli lives and shit I'm the fuckin proof2nd generation Thug LifeWho is you?Hood to hood... Outlaw please respect itWe them niggaz gettin' helixWhen it get hecticWell trained, smell game from a mile awayGet the bitch to the hide away right awayEdi - i - like a thief in the nightI rock her to sleepI put my piece thru the lightWe breathe thru the lightAnd we the strength for the strongKeepin' it goingYall muthafuckas hate cause you knowHere we go
Kastro (chorus)I been a straight gutta nigga for all my lifeSo... ghetto shit is all I likeLike loud mouth ho'sFoul mouth folksUp 3 days straightThuggin' in the same clothesWe scrap for a livingTrapped in this prisonWe take money-moneyWithout asking permissionOur hearts pump thug shitOur blood drip fireThe life of an OutlawFor swears to admire
[Kastro]The butchery, gun talk and money movesThe prophecy for young thugs is born to looseWalk in my shoesIf you can you's a manTwo hands on ya ballsThese squares can't understandDaddy... raised me crazyAnd now I'm worstDown thursty for thug moneyI guess I'm cursedWho woulda' knew... that...When the kid got bigI'd be thugged out without g
