All Out (feat. Outlawz)

We going all out (Ight)

We going all out (Ight)

We going all out (Ight)

Watch your motherfucking mouth, ****

(That's right)

(Fuck these fag ****, Pac)

Do it, do it , do it

Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers

Just another lost soul, stuck calling Jehovah

Outlaw till it's over, brand as my strap

Back like a cobra, I stray drunk 'cause I'm a mad man

Whenever sober, on a one man mission

My ambition's to hold up the rap game

While I pluck holes in **** like donuts

And still down to die for all my soldiers

Like hillbillies, they don't feel me

So refuse, bringing war to the city

With each breath, death before dishonor

Never let you swallow me, no apologies, your honor

A general in war, I'm the first to bomb

With a squad of trusted killers, quick to most shit, heavily armed

I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I question who's sane

Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game

I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, watch me

I take the figure of dirty ****, who all got me

While bitches wondering who shot me

No love, keep a grudge, shooting slugs like Muammar Quadaffi

Murder my friends, built a new posse

We taking shot at paparazzi, go and fly now

**** like Rocky, you got a lot of nerve to play me

Another gay rapper, busting caps to Jay-Z

And still avoid capture, while y'all caught up in the rapture

Still I'm after me, I'm in Jamaica, sipping daiquiris, no doubt

We used to having nothing then grabbing something and busting

Wanted to be the thug ****, that my old man wasn't

I came to a field catching cases, litigation

**** playa hating, got me crooked in all 50 states

I'm screaming Death Row, throwing Westside, ain't no thing

We was raised on drive by's, brought up to bang

We claim mob, M-O-B if you'll be specific

We control all cash from Atlantic Pacific

And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot

Father, how the hell did I survive these 5 shots?

Live it up, or give it up, and my demons

Late night, heat them screaming, we going all out

We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out

Take them the raw route, without a doubt

Ball, which means we all ride if it's on

Each **** handle your own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, **** go all out

Bust a playing with your peeps, better go all out

Tryna see the next day, **** go all out

Obstacles in your way, you better go all out

I'm on my land sled, walking through the belly of the beats

Feeling like I'm all out, drunk as can be

It's plan to see, that we mob **** hiding in bushes

Claiming that they ride rough, but they soft as they cushion

They softer than bitches in the worst way

Drowning in blood, outlaws my blood brothers

I'd die for these thugs, say hi to these slugs

It's a shame how some **** on the West coast

Who's ride with Pac, but when died they went pop

I'm on the dirt to the fullest, lots of West coast love

But after Pac stopped rapping, it ain't no west coast thug

Just west coast thug, to a real **** stuck in the street game

'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumping Kool Aid through they veins

It's true what I'm saying

Slap  your soft ass to the floor  and watch my 44 put peek holes

Through they door

I ride or die, but these other fag **** be bitting this

It's all from my heart when I was writing this, all out

We go all out, bomb first till they fall out

Take them the raw route, without a doubt

Ball, which means we all ride if it's on

Each **** handle your own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, **** go all out

Bust a playing with your peeps, better go all out

Tryna see the next day, **** go all out

Obstacles in your way, you better go all out

Now we all ride and down to die, who with us

Speak up, or get treated like you coming to kill us

Ain't nothing but squealers in this rap game

Swearing they rough, tattooed up

And now them **** swearing they Pac

Stop that, or watch your back, we ain't forgot about you

These Glocks hot when shot, it'll bring a bitch up out you

It's me, Castro with the goatee, walking like an OG

'Cause all these fag motherfuckers owe me

I pray to the thug lord, like the motherfucker's holy

Frontline solider, till the heavens call me

I got all out and if you real, you real

Feel what I'm talking bout, 'cause this game is ill

I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot till they feel it

Living proof Pac breed ****, they can't deal with

Holla back, right back, and watch your mouth

Or get blood in it, what, we going all out, ****

We going all out, bomb first till they fall out

Take them the raw route, without a doubt

Ball, which means we all ride if it's on

Each **** handle your own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, better go all out

Bust a playing with your peeps, **** go all out

Tryna see the next day, better go all out

Obstacles in ya way, **** go all out

We going all out, bomb first till they fall out

Take them the raw route, without a doubt

Ball, which means we all ride if it's on

Each **** handle your own, bring it on strong

If you got bills to pay, **** go all out

Bust a playing with your peeps, better go all out

Tryna see the next day, **** go all out

Obstacles in your way, you better go all out

Fool, you better go all out

Keep going all out

All my **** going all out

Without a motherfucking doubt

Ay, you **** just gon' think that you gon' be

Talking slick on all of these motherfucking records

And we ain't gon' say shit, now it's 1999

It's a different grind, don't disrespect the Don

It's still war you motherfuckers

So let's see you act like you know