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outlawz - pass the heat (wiping niggaz off the map) lyrics

(wack deuce & young n0ble talking)

[wd]clean and nasty
[yn]where my n+ggas at?
[wd]cuz we the last n+ggas left
[yn]we over here n+gga
[wd]for makaveli
[yn]we over here where my n+ggas at
[wd]outlawz, death row
[yn]where my n+ggas at?
[wd]westside
[yn]uh
[yn]where my n+ggas at?
[wd]eastside
[yn]where the f+ck you at?
[wd]we ride
[yn]uh
[yn]we need some help y’all
[yn]outlaw…

(verse 1: young n0ble)

we creep the side streets, back streets
and allеys through cali
but since i got this jerz’ in me
i’m willin’ to sеrve any
victims fall quicker
i puff a blizzie for piza
mister i’m taggin’ that faster than my name on the wall n+gga
you got it in you
bring it to the circles base
blowin like burners in the thirties
n+ggas on purpose
all that sh+t you kickin
flippin and sell woof tickets on the real deal holyfield
you n+ggas got it twisted
no hoes, but you a mack?
peelin’ caps with no strap?
swipin’ n+ggas off the map from front to back
no hoes, but you a mack?
peelin caps with no strap?
swipin’ n+ggas off the map from front to back
(verse 2: wack deuce)

n+gga this the outlaw mob
still un+f+ckin’+touchable
smokin’ big weed
as we proceed to f+ck the rest of you
pac on tha row
so now we own the f+ckin’ streets
beatin’ n+ggas down and yellin’ f+ck mobb deep
and bustin’ cap’s at dr. g+y, and this b+tch g+y+z
n+gga wack deuce is on a mission who the f+ck they think can fade me
n0body can i’m a m+th+f+ckin’ outlaw
let me get high
and rise up with slugs in the sky

(chorus: napoleon)

pass the heat
and let me wave it in the air
guns bust cowards fall
n+gga just don’t care
to my lord i swear
we’ll never play it fare
and on the streets they can’t sleep because the outlawz near
i know it’s rainin’ on ya block n+gga it
we can’t quit it
and ya prayin’ for it to stop n+gga
you shouldn’t of did it
on the crash course chased with death
still thuggin’ on the streets cuz we the lastonesleft
(verse 3: e.d.i)

i’m takin my shots without a silencer
to let the whole world know
i just had to lay low another challenge up for show
edi rain like the monsoon
bring upon doom
like the reaper
sneak up fast and put that ass in a sleeper
i take the sneakers on some old school sh+t
cuz nowadays i’m holdin’ two clips
cuz these days i’m cold and i lose it
i’m screamin’ o+u+t+l+a+w so who the f+ck are you
you probably ain’t sh+t
but a little b+tch with a d+ck
i clown that ass quickly
make you look silly small w+lly
you a half+assed drug dealer
i’m knowin’ you’se a squealer
peel a cap back
then mash back to the base
off one for now
take a hit to the face say what?
peel a cap back
then mash back to the base
off one for now
take a hit to the face m+th+ f+cker
(verse 4: fatal)

twist the candle
and route the tail like nelson ramble
your army’s too f+ckin mantle
cuz your slippery with the handle
cataclysm, you heard us
get away from me nervous
he put his bond on the shootin’
got his heart a disservice
it’s like the march of a million man
you can see me in a hundred years
already i’m 20 feet chillin’ in
the manicure man
with them pedicure fans
peep how these b+tches gettin’ freaked on the sand
take 10 steps turn around draw and drop
you n+ggas die cuz you’ll never be as raw as pac
i got money on my mind
murder in my vision
outlaw name travel pain through the prison
money on my mind
murder in my vision
outlaw name travel pain through the prison

(chorus: napoleon)

(young n0ble)

no hoes but you a mack
peelin’ caps with no strap
wipin’ n+ggas off the map from front to back
no hoes but you a mack
peelin’ caps with no strap
wipin’ n+ggas off the map from front to back

(fatal)

i got money on my mind
murder in my vision
outlaw name travel pain through the prison
money on my mind
murder in my vision
outlaw name travel pain throught the prison

(napoleon)

pass the heat
and let me wave it in the air
guns bust cowards fall
n+gga just don’t care
to my lord i swear
we’ll never play it fare
and on the streets they can’t sleep because the outlawz near
i know it’s rainin on ya block n+gga it
we can’t quit it
and ya prayin for it to stop n+gga
you shouldn’t of did it
on the crash course chased with death
still thuggin on the streets cuz we the lastonesleft

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