[Intro: 2Pac]
n***a, westside!
Westside in this motherf**er
Westside in this motherf**er right here
Westside in this motherf**er
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin'
Packed in a Suburban
Screaming, "Outlaw!", runnin' on the curb
They never try me, ‘cause right behind me a k**er team
I get the word, cut the head off a n***a, like a guillotine
This Hennessy will keep me calm though
Sittin' in the back of the club, tradin' convo
Livin' like a Don in my own mind
Signal Kadafi, n***a, watch me with the chrome 9
All the time drinkin' champagne
Walk through the crowd, let the tramps hang
n***as player hate but do a damn thing
Picture me doin' 80, down a one-way
Stuck in the trunk, caught with gunplay
So I gotta keep my eyes open
Gettin' high, wonder why we gotta die smokin'
My alibi, addictively
Victim of other rhyme in a mark for d**h
Spendin' my nights like it's the last one left; I'm an outlaw
[Hook: 2Pac]
Am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on
Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone
I'm at the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor
Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher
I'm the last one left
Tell me, am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on
Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone
I'm at the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor
Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher
Guess I'm the last one left
[Verse 2: Napoleon]
I got my back against the wall, gat chillin' by my balls
Prior to war is a rider n***a that's only 5'6" tall
Napoleon only knows on we Outlaws, f** fear
Better strap down to the fullest, ‘cause we outchea
Thug pa**ion all up in me, feelin' like I took some Henny
It ain't easy, I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of two pennies
What we got is rep, n***a, wanna pull their gat, n***a
He's only got my side ‘cause they think 'Pac died, n***a
Blast n***as with our TEC's, takin' showers in our vest
'Pac, come and catch weight, n***a, we the last ones left
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
If we would've known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outta jail, it was hell, but I'm finally home
Lookin' for n***as that was woofin' that sh**
When I was locked back
Hands on the pump, make 'em jump when it co*ked back
f** 'em all, they're b**hes inside a world of weak
b**h n***as be afraid to speak; we the last ones left
[Hook: 2Pac]
Tell me, am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on
Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone
At the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor
Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher
Like I'm the last one left
Am I wrong? I wanna get it goin' on
Last to leave, 'til I see everybody's gone
At the bar, you can catch me, hands full of liquor
Or puffin' on a sweet Swisher
Like I'm the last one left
[Verse 4: Kastro]
I eat and sleep the worst sh**, turfs and birth
Me and my team super supreme, puttin' in work
I'm pa**ed out, drunk as a f**, 'til it hurt
And I call Earl screaming, "f** the world!"
I got a b**h on the side wanna be my wife
And wifey beefin', wanna know if she gon' see me tonight
And I know it ain't right, but it's the life I got
And that's until I see Yak, and that's until I see 'Pac
Young know I lost a troll, somebody owed me down
And if the world was a girl
I'd stick my dick in the ground; f** the world!
[Outro: 2Pac]
Westside in this motherf**er right here
Westside in this motherf**er…
Uh, Outlaw in this motherf**er right here
Outlawz in this motherf**er
Westside in this motherf**er right here
Westside in this motherf**er…
Uh, Outlaw in this motherf**er right here
Westside in this motherf**er
In this motherf**er right here…