paroles de chanson Outlaws - Hussein Fatal
[Fatal
- talking]
O.n.s.
in
this
mother
fucker
We
got
the
plague
in
this
mother
fucker
The
pentagon
in
this
mother
fucker
[Verse
1- fatal]
Around
these
blocks
You
know
these
hot
glocks
Cock
till
you
drop
All
you
wanna-be
cops
You
don't
wanna
see
shots
I
beef
deep
with
the
police
Beat
what
the
streets
do
to
me
Actin
all
new
to
me
I'll
creep
on
you
like
puberty
You
don't
wanna
see
the
bad
image
Of
this
primace
From
here
to
east
crems
Through
every
state
with
a
sentence
Frozen
weight
in
a
couther
Six
plates
to
soup
ya
On
due
we
always
cruise
Right
by
the
state
troopers
When
I'm
drinkin
with
sal
I
start
thinkin
'bout
al
Ricardi
coverin
my
body
At
the
rink
when
I
wow
I
bag
a
hotty
or
two
This
but
a
shotty
for
you
I
got
more
bodies
than
drew
I
drink
mine
naughty
or
new
Fuck
your
crew
This
type
of
shit
we
do
for
a
petty
hobby
Fuck
the
whole
world
This
fatal
dawg
against
everybody
(it's
on)
Better
be
twenty-five
once
this
shit
you
never
fuckin
heard
Outlaw,
outlaw,
we
rate
these
breaks
That
shit
we
don't
got
be
that
shit
we
gotta
take
[Verse
2- merciless
x]
It's
the
merciless
x
Like
malcolm
Black
as
a
falcon
How
many
shots
I
left
depressed
in
your
chest
I
wasn't
countin
But
your
back
exploded
(blaw!)
I
episoded,
with
the
weapon
loaded
Let
the
next
opponent
Get
possessed
with
this
merciless
omen
The
coldest
crome
to
your
dome
Sewn
and
holdin
it's
own
Let
the
barrel
announce
my
ferocity
Twist
spacious
velocities
For
haters
watchin
me
Make
your
block
an
atrocity
Break
you
down
microscopic
Only
doctors
see,
what
the
topic
be
Drama
through
your
armor
Bustin
my
two
through
your
school
of
piranhas
My
soldiers
disapprove
of
your
honor
We
close
captives,
no
conclusions
Let
the
revolver
solve
it
Evolve
in
this
evolution
We
shootin
and
pollutin
[Chorus
- fatal]
Pass
the
heat
And
let
me
wave
it
in
the
air
(air)
Guns
bust,
cowards
fall
Niggaz
just
don't
care
(care)
To
my
lord
I
swear
We
ain't
never
playin
fair
(fair)
On
the
streets
you
can't
sleep
When
the
outlawz
there
I
know
it's
rainin
on
your
block
nigga
(nigga)
You
can't
quit
it
And
you're
prayin
for
it
to
stop
nigga
(nigga)
You
shouldn't
of
did
it
On
a
crash
course
chase
of
death
(yeah,
death)
Still
thuggin
on
the
streets
(yeah)
Cause
we
the
last
ones
left
[Verse
3- mac
mall]
I
take
this
thug
shit
seriously
Bought
dirty
gats
with
dope
money
Atf
can't
fuck
with
me
My
soldiers
be
All
there
quiet
I'm
holdin
my
crotch
Sippin
henne
nigga
You're
life
or
you're
not
Thug
life
my
life
It
don't
stop
It's
never
too
hot
And
when
I
die
I
greet
haze
with
glocks
Young
crazy
californians
Postin
bout
six
in
the
mornin
On
a
quest
to
take
the
breath
of
my
opponent
Them
alls
can't
live
My
cousins
invite
guns
in
they
crib
Honey
I'm
home
Now
nigga
you're
gone
Your
bitch
sing
them
songs
Like
baritones
to
the
rollers
When
I
saw
her,
I
dumped
on
her
Like
I
supposed
to
Now
tell
me
what's
funk
without
a
mob
year
And
tell
me
what's
a
shrow
without
a
witness
I
only
fuck
with
savages,
soldiers,
and
hogs
From
c.a.
to
n.j.
mac
mall
be
outlaws
[Verse
4- fatal]
Vocally
undestructible
Your
crew
ain't
got
enough
To
go
clip
to
clip
When
we
shootin
out
on
the
strip
Cause
I'm
untouchable
I'll
blast
your
Chest
through
your
back
with
kastro
Oh
you
ain't
scared?
What
the
fuck
you
walkin
so
fast
for?
Is
you
with
me
or
against
me
Don't
run
up
on
me
and
tempt
me
To
have
your
faggot
ass
bagged
Like
a
mother
fuckin
empty
And
simply
vengeance
of
dogs
We
gets
a
real
nigga
Let
me
borrow
your
bitch
And
watch
me
go
and
chill
with
her
On
a
rise
no
lie
Go
against
me
and
die
Baby
gated
like
a
hive
On
the
side
of
me
with
a
nine
Believe
me
This
shit
makes
circumstances
much
more
devious
My
murderous
material
Got
shorties
livin
mischievous
Smokin
em
is
the
easiest
The
hard
part
is
dealin
with
the
fact
That
I
made
it
through
rap
And
gotta
go
back
to
killin
Cause
broke
niggaz
be
illin
Wantin
money
for
a
shoot
or
somethin
But
you
get
nothin
but
murder
when
I
be
shootin
somethin
Chorus
[Fatal
- talking]
Yeah,
we
doubt
y'all
cause
we
outlaws
You
better
know
breakin
it
all
Tappin
your
pocket
and
your
jaw
In
one
swing
nigga
Merciless
x,
fatal
hussein,
nigga
This
ain't
no
game
We
re-arrange
your
whole
frame
Word
is
born,
all
y'all
niggaz
better
maintain
I
leave
a
chain
of
blood
stains
Represent,
never
hesitant
All
we
out
for
is
fuckin
dead
presidents
What?
hah,
what?
yeah,
it
ain't
hard
to
find
Out
with
nicco
storm
and
it's
on
Droppin
bombs
like
vietnam
What
you
niggaz
want?
Fatal
hussein
all
seven
You
niggaz
better
know
we
pledgin
And
that's
my
word,
pentagon
And
I'm
in
this
on
Album
In the Line of Fire
1 M. O. B
2 Everyday
3 Friday
4 I Know the Rules
5 Outlaws
6 Time's Wastin'
7 What's Your Life Worth?
8 Getto Star
9 Take Your Time
10 The World Is Changing
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