Above The Law

Above The Law - 1996 lyrics

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Above The Law - 1996

[Intro: Km.G]

Yeah, much dedication to Uno, Untro theatre

He loved that wicked shit

It's for nine six, too much mix

[Km.G]

Maybe me a picture, sweat as a memory

No enemies allowed or an able to get in to me

Hot, fills by body, makes my blood bail

Real motha*****ers, that was seven years loyal

We lost my niggaz six months ago

And people said: that we out to dark

But we remained thick think with shit, the Pimp Clinic niggaz and the Park

[Cold 187Um]

Cause see, cash rolls everything around

I'm lookin' for a ***** to take 10 of them things out town

Cause niggaz outta state got the proper *****

A couple of fights, back and forth and we be head tight

You're tryin' to floss, sellin' dopes on the corner

It's 1996, lay you on some white sheet

If the Po-Pos done *****in, them player haters willin'

I be sippin' on the Aliz way up on the hill

Waitin' for Tommika to check in

So we can grab the money, make a profit and Re-up again

Yeah, it's like my life's one way big hustle

Three sixty five motha*****er, three sixty five motha*****er

Three sixty five, yeah

[Chorus: Km.G]

What see, we're lettin' y'all niggaz know the motha*****in' real

What see, how the motha*****ers, that get your *****in' cap peeled

What see, we're lettin' y'all motha*****ers turn to the real

Cause I might right trip, Above the Law niggaz'll kill at will

[Km.G]

Come on, Km.G, no need to be limit again

Count the money, so I can get wet, sweat that ass

Who can let the nigga smoke that hash?

There's too many glocks in the motha*****in' stash

We can't walk through the clean part of town

Cause the skinny busters, nigga, might steal our *****in' sound

And get draw down quick like quick gore

Talent bullets should be gone ?? more leave you hardcore

In stores, so what you need?

And we got that funk sack that wets your *****in' feet

Take you to valley with the chirmin' in Alley

Niggaz shootin' bangers, California street gangsters

[Cold 187Um]

Ugh, I got the Infra Red set on the tech

Ready to roll on some punk-Ass-Niggaz tryin' to pop like the swole

Sayin' we put whack shit out

When they knew our first LP was rolled straight out of the Fatike house

That's why I roll with the thickest

That's why they call me 178, and my style is the wickedest

***** the B-Boy the truck

I checked my nuts cause I be number one on the block, still gettin' *****

Yo, I keep it real motha*****er

Still I am a murderer, still I am untouchable

That was like 1989 now it's 1996

And the only thing changed is my cars and my tilt

And everything else remains the same

Still the same niggaz, still the same names

Ugh, and that name was Above the Law

Is that motha*****er, it's all I want

Yeah, I said it, I put that on my great aimin'

See I be true to this shit I be claimin'

Yeah, yo, yo, bring that shit back again we gonna blow you

You know, we're sick, I mean sick

[Chorus: Km.G]

What see, we're lettin' y'all niggaz know the motha*****in' real

What see, how the motha*****ers, that get your *****in' cap peeled

What see, we're lettin' y'all motha*****ers turn to the real

Cause I might right trip, Above the Law niggaz'll kill at will

[Outro: Cold 187Um]

Awww ahhh, awww ahhh, awww ahhh, time to keep it on the real

Awww ahhh, awww ahhh, awww ahhh, caps get peeled

Awww ahhh, awww ahhh, awww ahhh, time to keep it on the real

Awww ahhh, awww ahhh, awww ahhh

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