Outlawz - Who? lyrics

rate me

Yo yo

What up

One luv

One thug

Know what y'all mutha fuckas need?

What we need nigga?

Know what America need?

What do America need?

A Outlaw as a president

Outlaw

Yeah, you might be right

What you want nigga?

That's exactly what y'all need

You might be fuckin' right guy

Uh

[Chorus x2: Phats Bossilini]

What a nigga want?

Mo' cash and mo' bitches

What a nigga need?

No foes and no snitches

How a nigga live?

High speed on the grind

And how a nigga die?

Getting shot by my nine

[Verse 1: Young Noble]

Hey yo

Who wanna fuck?

Who in the truck?

Who in a rush?

Who in the cuffs?

Nigga, who fucking with us?

Who on the block?

Who was a fiend?

Who was a cop?

Who was on my team?

Nigga, and who was not?

Who was a snitch?

Who was a bitch?

Who in the bricks?

Who the fuck ain't feeling this?

Say what?

Who on my hills?

Who the fuck dumping the pills?

Who the fuck ain't never been down the hill?

Who was the boss?

Who the fuck kicked it off?

Can you tell me?

Who the wrong nigga to cross?

Who was the rat?

Who had the gat?

Who had your back?

Who had the last laugh when the bastard cracked?

Who was the joke?

Who was the hope?

I wonder who croak?

Who the fuck did the shooting?

Who the fuck I smoke?

Who was the raw?

Who was the law?

Who was the dog?

Who the fuck going out win, lose, or draw?

Outlaw

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 2: Akwylah]

Who wanna dump?

Who wanna play with the pump?

Who wanna piece of this real life?

Say what you want

Who wanna go shot for shot?

Not for not

Top for top

Slanging rock for rock

Who want it nigga?

Who want to face the truth?

Who wanna see what this big ass thing can do?

Bang to few

Who be the man of the hour?

Spit hot shit

Known to fuck bad power

What?

Who be all in your guts?

Fucking you up like pure 'caine

Right for his cut

Who's the one?

Too quick to use a gun

Losing none

This thug shit abuse your son

Who was the cat?

Who stay dressed in black?

Who wanna gamble with a gambler?

Tick for tack

Yeah

Who act like shit is weak?

Who wanna bang with the boss?

Then hold your heat

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Young Noble]

Hey yo

I was the birth

I was the turf

I was the curse

I was the mutha fucka ready to put in work

I was the bread

I was the dead

I was the lead

I was the nigga that made you eat everything you said

You was the snake

You was the hate

You was the fake

You was the nigga trying to take food off my plate

You was the hater

You was the traitor

You was the mutha fucka that stepped off and never came back later

[Verse 4: Akwylah]

You was my man

The intro

Get part of the plan

Splitting the grams

Breaking down pounds and grams

You was the light

I was the crack and pipe

I was the high

You was the lord my life

You was my faith

To whom I pray day to day

I was the way for you to face the pearly gates

I was the one who swore that a bitch was a bitch

A switch was a switch

And a hit was a hit

Nigga

[Chorus: x2]