Let's Fight (OG)

[Capital L.S talking] Yeah Turn up that motherfucking base Aight [2Pac talking] Yo One Nation nigga Thought you heard nigga One Nation [Capital L.S talking] Fucking bullshit nigga We got to get this motherfucking paper Boot Camp Clik Aight you know what I'm saying Mad niggas want to talk about that East - West bullshit But you know it's all bullshit [2Pac talking] Smith and Wesson in this motherfucker, right now Greg Nice in this motherfucker, right now L.S. In this motherfucking, right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's, right now 2Pac and The Outlawz Got The Luniz in this Bitch [Capital L.S talking] We got to put a lock on niggas jaws, so we gonna do it like this, check it out [Verse 1: Capital L.S] Like lamp shades Now they rant and rave I'm raw Plus I got more plants to blaze Fiends came back with thieves With files Long as Stant. Isle and back to Queens We strap black Mac's with beam's I'm tight fear I'm that nightmare that killed that dream My gat steam crazy buzz I slit wit wigs, plus some bid for your baby love I'll play the role till I'm grey and old Haha With your pop's on the bed roll No doubt I'm caught out with your daughter South of the border Colt made them Outlawz [Verse 2: 2Pac] Check it out Is it, money and women? The funny beginnings tragic ending's I can make a million and still not get enough of spending And since my life is based on sinning, I'm hell bound Rather be buried that be worried, living held down My game plan to be trained in Military mind of a thug lord sitting in a cemetery cryin' I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus Balling as a youngster wondering if he see's us Young black males Crack sales got me three strikes Living in jail this is hell enemies die Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening Got my hands on my semi shoddy, everybody's snitching Please god can you understand me Bless my family Guide us all before we fall into insanity I'm making a point to make my beat bumping raw life Drop some shit to make these stupid bitches jaws tight [Chorus: 2Pac] Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them motherfuckers jaws tight Now Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them motherfuckers jaws tight [Verse 3 : Tek] Chi-Chi bong water bong 'Nough weed for everyone Enter the class now we kill you with sound See bad boy with gun, who buss jus' fi' fun Or black youth them move about a three ton Soldier from jungle never take back free shot's But that ended up at when man [?] fly [Verse 4: Buckshot] The impulse makes your body pulse beat off a beat per minute (Ohhhh) As I get up in it Construction no limit Pin it like a cat in a dog fight We gone get it on tonight For all y'all who put up the wall to stall But didn't realize that the weak would fall The best pick out of the crop of MCs got rocked by the fact of realness Stop, the shit, block parties was a thing of the past (Thing of the past) Motherfucking club hopping was suppose to last (Suppose to last) But all I see Is niggas by the mass (By the mass) Fuck even bitches came to kick some ass (Kick some ass) But don't keep the club close that ain't my fault (What?) Take them back to a grain of salt (To a grain of salt) Take the indigence ever since BDI went solo (Oh) I hold my cash [?] for a dollar [Chorus 2Pac] Let's, go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them motherfuckers jaws tight Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them motherfuckers jaws tight [Verse 5 : Steele] Up to bring them dukes up Fuck niggas up 'till they puke up Shoot up the party if they don't let me in Get my whole click to let me in Outlawz [Verse 6: EDI] I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em Shut the fuck up Your voice is hurting working my last nerve Yo that's my word I'm about to take off Break off a chunk of this trick ass chump Who's knowing deep in his heart He ain't wanting to see no funk When he drunk Yeah that nigga done go to him Ran through him got him thinking he can ruin Now he thinking I'm pursuing Who's in, the motherfucking house (Outlawz) '97 we put some paw's on these motherfuckers jaws [Verse 7: Numskull] I see the same old shit blame it on the jabber jaw's who blabber all nigga's business Shut your mouth before I shit in it I got the strength to make their jaw's tight don't forget ho's I got the game to make their draw's right Don't go Hollywood That's what they tell me They bought my fucking tape but I can see that they ain't felt me Heard what I said they started churpin' like birdies Drunk off rum bumpin' gum's like girlies Puttin' they lip's all on my Henn' bottle Nigga slow down put on the brakes on all that chin gobble Squabble squabble nigga this is Oakland Beirut Stop opening up your jaw's thinking that this whole shit it's cute [Verse 8: Napoleon] But it's this I'm hearing That young Napoleon is disappearin' But I cancel that shit for I reverse on this clip And leave you fucked left right something evil All my life I've been trapped down by my own people [Verse 9: Kadafi] I'm on some shit to make your tummy's turn Full clip's ready to pull quick Fuck all that bullshit I ain't concerned It's evident I need dead president's the city slicker Jersey jigger Feel my residence from we turn [Verse 10: Napoleon] Talk about times is hard Come take a trip down my boulevard At your own risk Got niggas that's homeless But'll leave you scared [Verse 11: Kadafi] Trapped in these bar's of crime Droppin' picture my nine hittin' cowards up from there feet to there spine In this game all rules apply With no exception's all niggas die living high With no easy exits [Verse 12: Napoleon] Leave your body over chocking when this gat get to smoking All you pussies from here to Hoboken Leave niggas jaws tight [Chorus till fade]