2 Killas (Above THE LAW & Xzibit) - Big Hutch, Xzibit, The Law

Look

You think I’m loosing sleep off the week, nigga tripping off me

I load on your body and soul leave you cold

This is more than an empty threat, An wolf took it on an record

When I throw these thangs you goin catch it

Im raw, wicked, and wretched

Above the law you never stop because your organization is non profit

You niggas an g’s, you refugees tell em

Master produce cd’s then you can’t sell em

Talking bull shit walk, money having your ass in an bentley convertible

If you cross me, I murder you

Yo, I do some time when I catch that case

Money on my books and I ain’t leave the home tank

I phone the niggas on rainy days coming

Niggas entertain, so kane bang, running from the law

Coming from the shore, got stop by the one time

Got out the car, walk on the straight line

I failed the test, handcuff me to my knees touch my chest

Im now under arrest, fake name and address

How am I’m suppose to live

Life with no bitch, no hustle, two strikes, and no heat

We goin roll no matter how it go

We going throw hell of blows

And act an fool at statio

Homie we goin roll

I told you I was coming back with heat

Chips, wait hell of deep

Yo, niggas want to scheme

Niggas want to plot aim

Put you now, my heat stay cop yo

Somebody ask me if I was afraid to die

I told them naw I’m an soldier, bitch why

Yo, mother fuckers waist to much time

Worried about something that they won’t be able to stop

Yo, I roll hard and heavy like an blimp

I never went over an bitch, an fell of chips

I smoke that ass like an bomb twenty sack

Get the creppin and I’m high off of cogniac (Yea)

Real niggas, appeal niggas with no regrets

Yea, depending on the size of deck

If he really think we getting played for the scratch

An possible taken to make your set back

Some many pit falls, road blocks, and stop lights

So many niggas to die three strikes

You better pray to god I don’t catch you swerving

Im going to dick that ass out like an virgin