out (out!). We them thugs from the south (south!), 'bout to turn it out (out!). Point 'em out, take 'em out, Point 'em out, take 'em out. [M-Child]
out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life Whether we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out
garbage I'm poppin' 'em, stoppin 'em, any day they wanna get with Kray Kray, take action, Jackson Everytime that I turn around I'm duckin' haters over
make my own damn beat now all the money is mine I carry big fat wives, I treat my girls like guys Ask 'em who do they love and they all say, "Tide" I'm just an M
No problem, (why? ) because I got it like that A baby bam beat and an african rap My partner by my side, sammy b is on the cut Your djs chill and chill
em Niggaz scared, can't stand still, like fuckin' helium Fake niggaz, they don't go platinum they go aluminum Got 'em cloned the fuck up son, that's why we losin' 'em
me you incompetent fool You can't arrest me I'm the prince you know the rules You got five seconds 'fore I punch out your lights But then the cop pulled out
wife and kid and never leave 'em You better teach 'em you better read 'em you better feed 'em The system will defeat 'em if you don't teach 'em the cops'll beat 'em
your no Mama, no Mama! Penny off good times big J.J. lookin' boy Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, get 'em Oh LL I need love
I'm going never take em serious Got a heartache and a pocket And for being curious got me Furious Ghetto ways is hard to let go Comin out that ghetto
em, yeah. and his hammer closer than kin to him. So plans on robbing him's out tha question. Cops ask my fiends 21 questions but I gave em 21 extras.
gotta sock'em out Put that mike in my hand And let me kick out the jam Yes ! Kick out the jams I want to kick'em out ( guitar ) So you got to give
my favorite team If somebody sweats you You just point 'em out to me All the sights and sounds This little world's too crowded now And there's only one way out
't always liver My city never sleep, I'm a born survivor No matter how much money we invest in our community How many ten point plans, we propose How
you stood behind my plate And peep the way I truly swing, you could never out me See, opinions are like rap careers: Everybody's got one And most of 'em out
, the devil he wanna shoot ya Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin Trustin nothin
package deal, you rob me, you take this message Along with that, I ain't your average cat Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to make Cream and that's that Whatever it takes
on the fire Will slide to East Point and make our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like Outkast on the spot smokin' blunts and Hit the liquor store got up, got out
