How You Want It

How You Want It"
 (feat. The Outlawz)
 (Chorus)
 (Big Mike)
 How You Want it? Whaty What
 We can get down, niggaz talkin' shit now
 Y'all done put y'all shit down
 Peep that shit y'all spit now
 Thinkin' it was done with
 Pickin' all that gun shit
 We gonna have some fun with
 Y'all niggaz, small niggaz, hard niggaz
 That gots stopped, where the fuck y'all niggaz
 What's up Pac? Shots then turn to slot
 I swear I see niggaz icin' up hot knock digga
 We got props fa' ya
 (Verse 1)
 (Big Mike)
 Now I'm more than qualified
 To be slangin' records nationwide
 Bitch ass niggaz talkin' bout how they down to die
 And y'all ain't gotta ask no questions why
 Partly to test the sky
 You gotta be the best to try
 Hoe ass niggaz dress too fly
 To be talkin' bout lockin' heads
 With a nigga that's Texas size
 You fraud at, niggaz couldn't fuck with me if y'all were 50 deep
 And I was fucked up on a Friday in your best disguise
 East or West side can I get some
 Get done, break up the pieces and does the best decide
 Hit ya with that pesticide
 I keep ya man, ya milli - legacy loaded by my side
 I'm killin' these wise guys from the inside
 So recognize and respect one of the best of my kind
 No need to be checkin' mine
 I got the Lexus side to side
 Especially for catchin' eyes
 They think that life, a part of life
 Across the river in that fisher
 With the thangs from fifty-five
 Nigga flip that side
 Try to lift what's mind
 Get laid flat foo
 Cuz with the tech, I'm a nifty guy
 (Chorus)
 (Verse 2)
 (Kastro of The Outlawz)
 I'm skinny nigga
 All one six five of me
 Twist it up if ya wanna side with me
 Forty eight tracks
 Slangin' studio rap bangers
 Get home, when I attack it's danger
 I'm sick of sober (ohh)
 Holy shit soldier
 Full of if over and watch me try to take this bitch over
 It's me and mine, brotha
 At all times like that
 Do it the real way when y'all just stuck out on wax
 (Verse 3)
 (Young Noble of The Outlawz)
 Yo
 Now how do you want it
 Do you want it in shots?
 The Outlawz still comin'
 If you ready or not
 These mother fuckers is sleepin'
 Don't think we a threat
 Already a video and platinum
 And we ain't even put out an album yet
 Know where the holy is
 My soul is pure
 Ain't no door
 To walk out this game of war
 I still thank the lord
 My mom duke don't smoke coke no more
 Thuggin' for my family, I've been an outlaw
 (Verse 4)
 (Napolean of The Outlawz)
 Been through all
 For stealin' on niggaz who stealin clothes out the mall
 I went through all y'all
 Grab my balls
 Outlawz, It's war
 Help me, tell me what's wrong with your draw
 Nigga you're more than raw
 Now get the fuck off the floor
 I'mma wire your jar
 In the worst way
 Nigga on my birthday
 Desert Eagle so pollute the ear
 That's how we celebrate
 I meditate in a thug way
 Fight back in the subway
 If worst come to worst
 Fuck this, rap shit is the thug way
 (Verse 5)
 (EDI Mean of The Outlawz)
 I woke up early in the mornin'
 Like I'm facin' the judge
 Fuck the world
 Stuck on Thug Life and I ain't gonna budge
 Got a heart full of pain
 And a brain full of sorrow
 I gots to break like two walls
 For every muscle I swallow
 So I was down from the get down
 You nigga on his ground
 Mind, controlled by crime
 Facin' time completely blind
 The deeper you'll find the traces of livin' this sadness
 Lost souls in this midst of this madness
 So how you want it
 (Chorus)
 (Chorus: begins then fades out)