LastOnesLeft

Nigga, westside!

Westside in this motherfucker

Westside in this motherfucker right here

Westside in this motherfucker

Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin'

Packed in a Suburban

Screaming, "Outlaw!", runnin' on the curb

They never try me, 'cause right behind me a killer team

I get the word, cut the head off a nigga, like a guillotine

This Hennessy will keep me calm though

Sittin' in the back of the club, tradin' convo

Livin' like a Don in my own mind

Signal Kadafi, nigga, watch me with the chrome 9

All the time drinkin' champagne

Walk through the crowd, let the tramps hang

Niggas player hate but do a damn thing

Picture me doin' 80, down a one-way

Stuck in the trunk, caught in gunplay

So I gotta keep my eyes open

Gettin' high, wonder why we gotta die smokin'

My alibi; a victory

Victim of a rhyme in a mark for death

Spendin' my nights like it's the last one left

I'm an outlaw

Am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on

Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone

I'm at the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor

Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher

I'm the last one left

Tell me, am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on

Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone

I'm at the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor

Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher

Guess I'm the last one left

I got my back against the wall, gat chillin' by my balls

Prior to war is a rider nigga that's only 5'6" tall

Napoleon only knows on we Outlaws, fuck fear

Better strap down to the fullest, 'cause we outchea

Thug passion all up in me, feelin' like I took some Henny

It ain't easy, I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of two pennies

What we got is rep, nigga, wanna pull their gat, nigga

He's only got my side 'cause they think 'Pac died, nigga

Blast niggas with our TEC's, takin' showers in our vest

'Pac, come and catch weight, nigga, we the last ones left

If we would've known the zone inside my own dome

Fresh outta jail, it was hell, but I'm finally home

Lookin' for niggas that was woofin' that shit

When I was locked back

Hands on the pump, make 'em jump when it cocked back

Fuck 'em all, they're bitches inside a world of weak

Bitch niggas be afraid to speak; we the last ones left

Tell me, am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on

Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone

At the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor

Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher

Like I'm the last one left

Am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on

Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone

At the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor

Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher

Like I'm the last one left

I eat and sleep the worst shit, cursed from birth

Me and my team super supreme, puttin' in work

I'm passed out, drunk as a fuck, 'til it hurt

And I call Earl screaming, "Fuck the world!"

I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife

And wifey beefin', wanna know if she gon' see me tonight

And I know it ain't right, but it's the life I got

And that's until I see Yak, and that's until I see 'Pac

Young know I lost a troll, somebody owed me down

And if the world was a girl

I'd stick my dick in the ground; fuck the world!

Westside in this motherfucker right here

Westside in this motherfucker...

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Outlawz in this motherfucker

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Westside in this motherfucker...

Uh, Outlaw in this motherfucker right here

Westside in this motherfucker

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