Song Lyrics C - Desperado Outlaws    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> C>> C Singer Lyrics [C other resources]>> Desperado Outlaws Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: C Music Title/Track: Desperado Outlaws Theme ID: 153 Album: N/A Ballin in a 600SL drop top with the fat V12 Money hella-long, smoke blunts not a bong Niggas can't fuck cos I crunch em like Kong I be deadly as The Predator My .50 calibre Desert Eagle'll spread ya, and behead ya Pistol wieghs a tonne, bullets come like a guillotine Poisonous tips hit and explode thru the war scene Like morphine and heroin, I'm the shit Every dope fiend needs a hit Gangs need to stick at this gangsta shit to take that monkey off their back and have em gettin licks I'm the neighbourhood's drama, dead man's trauma like O-Dogg and Kane, I'm loc to the brain, got the afro padded, fully automatic decrease the statics Two fingers spreaded, hittin em up and let em have it Chorus: Desperado outlaws thru the dirt Sendin BG's blastin, puttin men to work Trapped in America to die in these bloody streets Goin head up, with suckers all psyched up in heat *repeat* Murder, murder, kill, kill California's the state where most caps get peeled back, catcha, pigs on a stretcher Three strike law got us livin under pressure Know he wanna take mine, hand on his waistline Side of his spine I get to dumpin with the Tek 9 Got his back smokin, crack that ass open Bullet holes the size of a token Got his ass chokin on piss and blood Crooked ass piggies don't get no love, uhh Life or death, a .4-5 Smith & Wess I had that nappy-headed ass stretched If you try to dack me in my neighbourhood, I'm dumpin And ya best ta run cos my BGz is comin Clips full of teflons, loc'd out and crazy and they won't stop til you're pushin up daisies, uhh Chorus Body snatcher, caught up in a rapture Black heads explode ya flesh when they capture You don't wanna see me in my beanie wit my locs on Ol' school mouth wit no *?style?* gettin my smoke on .4-5 stormin, rainin and pourin Mobbin down floorin, psycho like Norman Bates, no trace, no murder case Innocent like OJ House niggas get scoped by the revolution shooters Fuck *?Glyn Craig?* then we gunnin down Cooper Cos he wanna send all niggas to the pen Thinkin that they fucked but Gz don't bend Never been a snitch, *?Mark Keane?* can suck a dick and fuck John Green, for bein prejudiced Never liked rap, and did a nigga from a scrap Yea me to the max, but I'm back, piggies Chorus Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Life or Death, Lil Nigga, Livin Legend, Lord Help Us, Major Pain and Mr Bossalini, Making Moves, Money By The Ton, Money Talks, Murder And Daz, o, On Show Me Luv, Picture Me, Professional Ballers, Real Niggas, Ride On Dem Bustas, Ride Til We Die, Ride Till We Die, Soldiers, Still Makin Moves, Survival 1st, Till My Casket Drops, Where We Wanna, Rhythm Of The Night, Gonna Make You Sweat, Things That Make You Go Hmm, 357, 40 & C-Bo, All I Ever Wanted, Big Gangsta, Boo Yow!, Can We All Ball, Deadly Game, Desperado Outlaws, Fo Ridas, Gas Chamber, Ghetto Flight, Hard Labor, Major Pain And Mr. Bossalini, Money By The Ton, No Pain, No Gain, Professional Ballers, Raised in Hell, Real Niggas, Ride Til We Die, Survival 1st, Til My Casket Drops, Battle Hymn Of Lt. Calley, Battle Hymn Of Lt Calley, Angel On My Shoulder, Be The One, Other C song Lyrics AKickDoe Lyrics All I Ever Wanted Lyrics Boo Yow Lyrics Can We All Ball Lyrics Cant Hold Me Back Lyrics Closin Down Shop Lyrics Cluckers Lyrics Commercial Lyrics Dont Play No Games Lyrics Duck and Run Lyrics ...Show All Other Artists C Alex Lyrics C and C Music Factory Lyrics C Bo Lyrics C Company Lyrics C Company Featuring Terry Nelson Lyrics C Mel Lyrics C Melanie Lyrics C Murder Lyrics C Note Lyrics C&c Music Factory Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy