Outlaws (The Dayton Family)

Where my ganstas at, where my bitches at Where my soldias at, where my killas at Ya'll motha f**ka's ready to ride (let's ride) Ya'll motha f**ka's ready to ride (let's ride) Dayton Family 2002 Let's go Everybody get prepared and ready Cause my palms are getting sweaty Armageddon is commin and Dayton family is ready, for war All my soldias stand tall, fo sho I'm givin you what you've been waiting for, Bootleg! I need a bitch to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the whole world is dead I'm ready to die, but I'm more eager for killin, Anxious and paranoid is describing the way I'm feelin Niggas is phony like hobos without bologna wanna catch me alone so you can whip your straps on But f**k yall, till the day I murdered em' all Stack em tall like you be da Paul, or don't stack em at all Bitch you never see me craw, never see me run In fact the only thing you see'n is the barrel of the gun You need to let off Any time it's getting set off Take a deep breath and blow your f**kin head off And they got me, said that some niggas is just tryin to cop me Bitin the day stoppa make the shit sound slum There's only one Dayton Avenue and one family And that's all it's ever been and that's all its gunna be Fuck Em' My objective in this game is squeeze triggers for figures So get prepared for the realist shit you ever saw Bootleg is you brining the raw? The last outlaws (Chorus) Come on my niggas is you ready to ride Wit some outlaws, outlaws With the last outlaws Bitch niggas getting used fo sho Out Out Laws Cause we the last f**kin outlaws What bunch of rappers think your ready for war Dayton Niggas just walked in the door 2002 who's ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you I be that last f**kin outlaw, cut through your jaw Like a motha f**kin chainsaw Now in da braw, ain't no fakin, don't nobody move You get this pump, hear this gage goin Thump Thump You shouldn'a jump It ain't no telling where yo body is Ain't nuthin left, Ain't no motha f**kin rules nigga So f**ka a breath You got me searchin for yo momma house, right down the streat Gotta me bustin at the FBI, until they leave You got a plan to get away, real shit with no delay Till he worries stay, then get away the toupee And ain't no lookin back, Feds got yo ass jacked Put you for a stack, then whip you with a black mat Motha Fuck your boys, I run through ya'll like Tonka toys Where the gat? I'm runnin and gunnin you bitches here on my tomb Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I'm gunna hang you like a f**kin Kuhn Yo click, them niggas phony, walk em into war and play em like a f**kin stonney Dayton is what I'm killin, kill shit and star bettin Big head niggas, I beat em down to a f**kin melon This is to yo camp, we green, ya'll some food stamps Grown like some amps, Don't f**k with these state champs, Ughh And get prepared for the realist shit you ever saw Bootleg is you bringin the raw? (Chorus) Come on my niggas is you ready to ride Wit some outlaws, outlaws With the last outlaws Bitch niggas getting used fo sho Out Out Laws Cause we the last f**kin outlaws What bunch of rappers think your ready for war Dayton Niggas just walked in the door 2002 who's ill as you be prepared because we pointing at you Come On All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me Put yo muthaf**kin guns in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me Put yo muthaf**kin guns in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me Put yo muthaf**kin guns in the sky wit me Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws