Immortal 2k Lyrics - 5th Ward Boyz

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Intro:
(gunshots)
5th ward and outlawz x6

Verse 1:
[007 of the 5th ward boyz]
I'm a little lost
Me and you knowin' nothin' but the hustler
Mafia life and mob musta
What the loss 5th ward boyz and outlawz
Don't give a xxxx who you is
Bitch i kill your kids
You a b get at your kid you can
Fuck the pen
A nigga baptized the sin
Shots are here blows of weed and high speed
Paddy deep immortal niggas ride with me

Verse 2:
[e.d.i of the outlawz]
Is it politics or paper
Ghetto taxes to enslave us
Babies die mommas cry
Ain't nobody come and save us
Better hate and i hate you then
Now hate me cause you can't change
Now hate me cause you blame me of stoppin' this fuckin' thing
High sign and high tappin' phone rappin' motherfuckers
It's rap-a-lot mafia and we at you motherfuckers
Blast at you xxxxxxxxxxxxx we the most t-lawz
And the 5th ward boyz join the mob and see the mob

Verse 3:
[young noble of the outlawz]
Bein' talent than an average jab
More balanced than an average cat
Slappin' leg last for my stack
I stab with the track
Call me low ends on the (?)
Oh you wanna hurt me or blow a controversy
I'm the motherfuckin' best nigga after pac
After stuck at rap-a-lot
I can't wait till we drop
I'm takin' yours with 8-ball
Bringin' you all
In the 5th ward with them boyz xxxx it up
And when we fuckin' it up it ain't funny
Niggas gotta eat xxxxxxxxxxxx take money

Chorus:
[all]
You live the life of crime
Blind mine
Still find time to gettin' high
We still ride and we still die
We die even though we try to change in this game
Still 5th ward and outlawz stay remain the same
Some aim to get with them
Put your guns in the sky
(put your guns in the sky)
One time we all ride
Outlawz we multiply
Bye bye

Verse 4:
[e-rock of the 5th ward boyz]
Livin' that mob life that's sheist fly
But it's real life
I put my faith in god hope i don't die tonight
It's critical look in these streets
Fuckin' with me
Tried for that nigga pac screamin' m.o.b
Cause it's the mob bitch
5th ward and outlawz
We can't be stopped
Rap-a-lot blowin' up your whole block
Rollin' bad beamin' red dots on your head
Cockin' squeezin'
To your fubu (gunshot) like you bleed so
Coward guys when you see e-rock
Fuckin' these xxxxx niggas bustin' nuts with my glock

Verse 5:
[kastro of the outlawz]
Gettin' punch-drunk motherfuckin' hoes in my underwear
>From out the gutter life stink like hootie-hair
I been there that's why i survive anywhere
Fried any tear don't believe this here
Yeah these niggas is lame tamed as puff daddy
Scared shots out they glock when they caught at me
Hard scratched me even harder to relax me
You a xxxxx boy and 5th ward be body on the bags

Verse 6:
[lo-life of the 5th ward boyz]
This shit's comin' from a mile away
Don't make me xxxx a style a day
Lend of shots to your block
Till the corners throw their ride away
Ain't weezin up we heatin' up
Ready for rush hour
Throwin' up gas and powder
Screamin' money and the power die
Motherfucker go try your luck up and xxxx up
Don't let your smooth chase
Fool your xxx what you gonna hush us
We did it out the car man
Put your xxx in the ride
When niggas die of homicide
(?) fuckin' sky

Chorus x15

(gunshots)
5th ward boyz and outlawz x3

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