2Pac - When We Ride

Outlaw Immortals
Bow down to something greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They ain't knowin not sure about this one
You watchin but you ain't seein' what lies before you biatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings
Blessed with the gift to speech doesn't sound like "speak" but my interperation might

be wrong as well
The power to reach
Each nigga on every street
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of what transpired since the day the

seed was planted
The G grew but we knew we'd have a click
Smoked out, locced out, all in this shit
It's me and my dogs livin' like hogs
Outlaw Immortalz
What followed was the story
What proceeded was the clue
Lives taken with fiction not so sure about this one
Don't fuck around and make it true

Verse 1: 2Pac

Hahahaha

My adversaries crumble, when we rumble, it's a catastrophe
Out for revenge on, bitch niggas that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
Unload a .357 with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him and see if he bleed
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz
Here we come

Verse 2: Fatal

They call me Hussein fatal
It's a two game table
I'm robbin ya' niggas cradle with a knife in your naval
Rap related
Criminally activated and evil
I wouldn't want to be you
Behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
Till the end
I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze
To touch me, you need utilities doesnt sound like he says this
Complete most
Wanted on the streets of the east coast
Young guns fire and niggas bleed/breath smoke

Verse 3: Kasto

I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystals
Glistenin' and holding pistols
The mission's simple
Fold up and roll up
Dead presidentials all over potential
Million
Billion dollar baller presents you
Sorta, oughta call on a nigga
I'll be sure to get you
K-Kastro
Fast, yo
For my cash flow
Blast
And I'mma last yo
Past all these ? and assholes that claim
That they be runnin thangs
I'll be gunnin those same niggas runnin late

Verse 4: Napoleon

My alias is mother fuckin' Na-polean
And I'd rather be robbin the game
Before these mother fuckers leave me suffering
But it ain't nothin
I got no time for no bluffin
Before a nigga finish, we puttin in work
I better end up with something
I think these niggas got the game fucked up
If they don't believe that a young nigga like me would bust (BOOYAA!!)
Perhaps it's a must
I'm facin' cases
Fuck probation
That's what I'm screamin when these money hungry cops be chasing

Chorus: 2Pac (2x)

Thug nigga till we die
No mercy on these player hating bitches
Ask me why?
When we ride

Verse 5 Mussolini aka Big Syke

It's the imperial serial killer
Alias, Mussolini
Mentally unstabled: your status
So you can't see me
Drug warlord
Ridin' concord jets, rag vests
Shaking bitches and snitches and trippin on sets
Ingle-watts banger, keepin one in the chamber
For the anger that I build inside
When it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurking ? no end
To revenge
Fuck any
My alias is Mussolini

Verse 6: EDI

They call me Edi
From the southern city
Young nigga greedy
So I'm runnin up on these niggas easy
It ain't nothin'
Cause flip they want something
So I'm a commence to dumpin'
Stomp down sucka while beat is bumpin' this is wrong, but dunno what he says
Thuggin' till my fuckin' last hour this too
With little Po (Napoleon) and Kastro
Who you though was on that asshole
Don't ask, though
Outlaw Immortals doin' ?
So ain't no test
So high, when we ride

Verse 7: Kadafi

My alias: Kadafi
Trump tight
So fast, can't copy
6-3 (6 foot 3) and cocky
Quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to living like a fuckin' felon
My people with rookie cops
Cookie rocks
A nigga sellin
Since shorty I've been livin' like defiant
Nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone looking like a giant
And I ain't lying
It's like it's me against myself
With all these back-stabbering snakes grabbing at my fuckin' wealth
when we riiide

Verse 8: Mopreme aka Komani

Mo-Komani roll Terrorist, mad man killa
The bottom of the river wheres a body lays and shivers
I'm that nigga wit a 50 ? caps (maybe Gat?)
With the murderous stats that increase
While these mother fuckers eat beef
It's been a long road
A lot of episodes
And as the glock loads
I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes
Make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassing any assassin

Chorus 4X

Outro: 2Pac

Hahaha
Outlaw Immortalz baby (what)
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol' crazy shit (??????)
Makaveli
Hussein
Kastro
Kadafi
Mussolini
Amin
Napoleon
Komani
What y'all really wanna do?
Like them niggas said - "What would you do?"
(Laughing)
(Thug life, baby)
Yeah nigga
Last year we was Thug Life
This year we Thug Life but we Outlaw Immortalz
We die, nigga, but we multiply (Right)
We like legends, nigga, like forever (Like)
I'll make you famous mother fucker
I'm talking about Newsweek and Time Magazine, Newsweek and all that other good shit
My niggas make the papers, baby
My niggas make the front page
Multiple gunshots ???? ???? ???
They ain't knowing
We out