Verse 1 [Hussein Fatal]
Let go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with the heat
so I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
see you all on my 3 pound rounds, since you conform
bit the fact that Outlawz just kick down these doors
b**** n***** be fouling out, hacking me with the wack rhymes
grabing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you n***** when I'm mobb
deep bringing the heat to you dirty a** squad
you can robb, point blank range, peek game
from the pleasure, taminated criminal Hussein
b**** n**** I try to project steps with the Tek
murder next, and robb any n**** any set
Hussein, the type of m****f**** dying with trey pounds
ghetto type be drown, hollow points from the waist down
[Chorus]
We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business if them jealous n***** f*** with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business when them jealous n***** f*** with us
Verse 2 [2Pac]
Now, as I approach the scene, from smoking green, got my eyes close
n***** I call 'em my foes, I make 'em die froze
watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's, Lord help me with it
got me fakin' b****** of a meal ticket, help me get it
see me in and pray for options, when the precious love stop
n***** get to pistol poppin', then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal weapon, watch me hit yo set, flash on
blast on them b**** made n***** with my mask on
do it for profit, plus I'm, lookin' for punks to bust on
if you ain't screamin' WestSide, n**** get the f*** on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed, got me hearing screams
scared to go to sleep, I bust the scene like a dope feen
probably be punished for it, although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug n****, and die for it
n***** past the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
I got some s*** that they ain't ready for, I got the secrets to war
Chorus
Verse 3 [Young Noble]
Check the middle, represented, n***** is finished
gettin' blood checks from cliniks, this thug s*** is hence
blowing through my system, you a victim, plus I twicked 'em
f*** the whole world, it's us against them
you got the heat?, pull it out, and c*** the hand if you with it
don't make no different since, with the 25 to Life sentence
we already doing life on the street, like Al G
n***** be heated when they walking the beat
this s*** flasy, makin' bad shakey n***** hazy, scared to face me
knowing that the Outlawz be crazy
put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
once I flex my money musle, all the cheese gotta go
movin' s*** like a dalie, beatin' n***** like Rodney
turn a killer like Kadafi if the new street is sobby
Chorus: til fade
Let go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with the heat
so I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
see you all on my 3 pound rounds, since you conform
bit the fact that Outlawz just kick down these doors
b**** n***** be fouling out, hacking me with the wack rhymes
grabing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you n***** when I'm mobb
deep bringing the heat to you dirty a** squad
you can robb, point blank range, peek game
from the pleasure, taminated criminal Hussein
b**** n**** I try to project steps with the Tek
murder next, and robb any n**** any set
Hussein, the type of m****f**** dying with trey pounds
ghetto type be drown, hollow points from the waist down
[Chorus]
We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business if them jealous n***** f*** with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business when them jealous n***** f*** with us
Verse 2 [2Pac]
Now, as I approach the scene, from smoking green, got my eyes close
n***** I call 'em my foes, I make 'em die froze
watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's, Lord help me with it
got me fakin' b****** of a meal ticket, help me get it
see me in and pray for options, when the precious love stop
n***** get to pistol poppin', then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal weapon, watch me hit yo set, flash on
blast on them b**** made n***** with my mask on
do it for profit, plus I'm, lookin' for punks to bust on
if you ain't screamin' WestSide, n**** get the f*** on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed, got me hearing screams
scared to go to sleep, I bust the scene like a dope feen
probably be punished for it, although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug n****, and die for it
n***** past the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
I got some s*** that they ain't ready for, I got the secrets to war
Chorus
Verse 3 [Young Noble]
Check the middle, represented, n***** is finished
gettin' blood checks from cliniks, this thug s*** is hence
blowing through my system, you a victim, plus I twicked 'em
f*** the whole world, it's us against them
you got the heat?, pull it out, and c*** the hand if you with it
don't make no different since, with the 25 to Life sentence
we already doing life on the street, like Al G
n***** be heated when they walking the beat
this s*** flasy, makin' bad shakey n***** hazy, scared to face me
knowing that the Outlawz be crazy
put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
once I flex my money musle, all the cheese gotta go
movin' s*** like a dalie, beatin' n***** like Rodney
turn a killer like Kadafi if the new street is sobby
Chorus: til fade