Live It Up

We don't need, you

Bitch

Made niggaz fucking with us

See

You'll see

How we do

U can be touched

We been trained

Ta the game

And know we livin it up

Outlaw life know that the life

Aint givin it up

If the thug life is yours

Its coming with bullet scars

The boulavard killer

With dogs that bite hard

Im like god kuz i'll Bless yo ass

And when a nigga with a weapon come

He gonna test yo ass

I bet yo ass

You cant last hours with these niggas

We like legal cocaine

Kuz we like straight power to these bitches

Send a flower to these niggas

Kuz they family through

Its between us nigga

Its a family feud

Cant be too

The (???)and a 12 gauge punk

We send a gun in a hummer

Just to cut you up

We burn you up

And leave your pockets inside out

And black out like you thought

Pac was in your house

Or a glock in your mouth

Now im touching your lungs

All the outlaws was here

Somethings gotta be done

Im pumpin my gun

Ill let you niggas down on your knees

Ill switch to the bible

God help me please

But you can pray all you want

Kuz im gonna take all i want

Pour heat and spray all i want

Now on your front

Got knocked put for running your mouth

And we the realist at the rap game

That can ever put out

Sorry thats all i could do