Queens

Outlaw, outlaw
 Uhh, uhh, yo, give me some of that haze man, that purple haze
 I don't wanna smoke that fucking haze wit' this wood no more
 Hydro, shit got my hydro tasting like smydro
 I'ma smoke a straight haze right now
 (Straight haze)
 Pone roll up there, ya heard me?
 Yo Slaam roll up there ya heard me? Okay Slaam
 It's like this, yo
 Yo, yo, blood money is the anthem, it's never a myth
 I smoke weed and I get drunk, and ride with gifts
 If I don't roll, then my nigga baby, he just twist
 He rolls Phillies and he busts the big the four-fifth
 See shit change because I normally came
 On the R train now me and 5 in the Range
 We used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars and trade guns
 Them Queens niggaz then we landed in the millions
 Iraq and the, the only difference is the buildings
 The same crime rates and the same damn killings
 A slice of pizza, and quarter water my juice
 But now I'm Car hart and bullet proof is under my goose
 And go to hell to that nigga that snitched on deuce
 The curly-haired fro, I cut my hair but my beard grow
 Yo, where my beers go? Send them right here, yo
 Yo, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
 Stash the drugs, the guns go to section two
 See me, all my life, yo, I had to sell drugs
 While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs
 While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs
 Through the test of time, I strive to get my shine
 Upon them lives, slanging rocks 'cuz the world is mine
 I look out for you and you look out for me
 And we hold it down, you just wait and see
 Platinum chains and Carti' frames and jewels
 Now these broke niggaz start to act a fool
 Don't you know Thugged Out straight eat ya food
 We keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs do
 'Cuz I'll be there with my thugs, I'll be right here waiting on you
 For my niggaz who bust pies, the customized fives
 To the vals, to the railroaded trails I cuss cops
 Enough shots and any generation
 I spit dead a plot in the making, I ride for every thug in the basement
 My soul is cuffed to the corner, every gate, every car table
 Every welcome to the hood sign, batting good times
 It's on over the projects a dark cloud one sided
 Till death bitches burning in gossip
 It's my turn to deposit the real, the logic, no college
 Just dollars and criminal knowledge
 Me and my codies, pass I flash mo' wheat, than cash Cody, keep the mac on me
 When you stack niggaz act phony
 Shit in the ghetto, I spread love and shed blood
 Never swear to a dead thug
 My name should be brought up in fame
 Never said in vain, spread like a letter chain in criminal slang
 We done had some time, I strive to get my shine
 On the block, slanging rocks 'cuz the world is mine
 I look out for you, and you look out for me
 And we hold it down, you just wait and see
 Platinum chains and frames and jewels
 Now these broke niggaz start act a fool
 Don't you know thugged out, straight eat ya food
 We keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs do
 'Cuz I'll be there with my thugs, I'll be right here waiting on you