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FROST lyrics : "Outlaws"

(feat. King T, Kurupt)

[Kid Frost]

We toss the heinas in the back, through the sun rooftop
Blowin big out green, check out my gangsta tint
Me and King T, with a fifth of Hennessey

And the homey Kurupt about to blow %#@! up
So roll %#@! up, if you got a sack of that good
Have you trippin like some sherm when we bounce through yo' hood

We make it happen, from the nickel plate to the platinum
It's real %#@!, think of it, just musical rappin


[Kurupt]
Check it out
I'ma tell you what it is when you're $#[email protected] with a gangsta like me

Throw some gold feet on the MC
Bounce up and down the street with a trunk full of beats
Swervin up a one-way, dippin on a Sunday

Not givin a $#[email protected] ^!$$% Frost and Kurupt
^!$$% mother$#[email protected] a (*##$ ^!$$%, dip and hit a switch ^!$$%
Whatchu wann' do, blaze a ounce with a ^!$$%

Blaze up a stick and bounce with a ^!$$%

You $#[email protected] with some outlaws

(gangstas/what) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers
Roll up a fat one and pass it around

Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
[x2]


[King T]
Man let the summer begin
The heat excites the east siders

Ain't nothin but G's and lowriders
Dippin in the tightest, indoed out, benzoed out
Fool we got the Henn no doubt

My friends show out, we stack up ends and roll out
Make sure the chronic smoke blows out
Them tricks got no clout, cause they hatin how we serve it

Don't test T-Loc it ain't worth it, I serve it

[Kurupt]

I'm tired of these (*##$ made ^!$$%z
Actin like they comin through with hammers and triggers
I'll pull your whole card, ^!$$% you ain't hard

Your homey's a (*##$ on the left with dick on his breath
I make fo's hop, what the $#[email protected] do you do
I done smacked around (*##$ ^!$$%z just like you

A gangsta's a gangsta and that's all I'll be
What you wanna do homey, chest blew through homey


You $#[email protected] with some outlaws
(gangstas/(*##$) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers

Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
[x2]


[Kurupt]
Get high, $#[email protected] erything I'm blastin on site

Throwin up the hood for life
Movin in loco-motion, heated cause it's on
These ^!$$%z done came through and invaded the zone


[Kid Frost]
Now ain't no mercy when we dealin with these putos

Ask the homey Kurupt, he said the feelin is mutual
We lay em down on site, on GP
Hit em up for la raza and for DPG


[Kurupt]
I got a cannon for the bustaz, $#[email protected] the world

Gangstas and cascades, perms and curls
The M-16's (*##$es, 16 switches
Impalas, drops and pop collars


[King T]
And ain't nuttin changed, still standin by the bar
Drunk as a mother$#[email protected], shinin like a star
And if you took a glance let me tell you what you saw

A god damn fool, yes yes y'all

You $#[email protected] with some outlaws
(gangstas/..) packin on pistolas
Eses load up, with them East side soldiers

Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Hide the stash and cash, when my dogs hit town
[x2]

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