Karma - Outlawz, Snoop Dogg

Yeah, Five Thirteen, it’s a movie, muthafucka

Yeah, Outlawz, Snoop Dogg, real gangsta shit

Yeah, let’s go

What do we have here and now?

Outlaw Ridaz and the Dogg Father

We just came to collect from you style bitters

Law homies similar to them Al Qaeda’s

Yung bull’s off the leash, and he will bite ya

Project roof with the beam, yeah they will snipe ya

Time to pay the piper, this for them three strikers

We got soldiers from Pelican Bay to Rickers

Yung Thug show they dug up, wanna be just like us

Long Beach to Jersey, ain’t no limits, I’m like Percy

No love for these hoes, we ain’t thirsty

My Makaveli and Kadafi live on

Real soldiers never fall, we keep pushin' along

And the polly ain’t involved unless it’s paper involved

It’s official as it gets, Snoop Dogg and 'em Outlawz

Born on the West, raised on the East

Best of both coastes, ways of the streets

Man up or man down, stand up or stand down

You know the rules, what goes around, comes around

What goes up, yes, comin' down

And if that bitch can’t swim, then she bound to drown

Out of 25 niggas, 20 will try to kill ya

Then outta them five, 2 don’t really feel ya

Then outta them three, one gon' get familiar

Then outta them two, they gon' set you up to kill yo ass

What’s done in the dark will come to the light

You used to pull up, mobbin' 'em boys

The tables done turn cause you run in the night

Death to my enemies, throw 'em reposers

One in yo face instead of a closure

Bang, bang (comma comma), now nobody knows ya

Bang, these niggas ain’t nuttin' like us

They ain’t gon' bust a grape in a fruit fight

Why thy niggas actin' so tough?

I done played around, got funded on

Hit the ground but now I’m back off

But there comes a time in the middle of a rhyme

When I have to stop and you fucked, nigga

Fuck nigga, nigga, that’s cum on yo muthafuckin' head, nigga

I’m finna paint you red, you dead, nigga

Actions speak louder than words, and ain’t nobody talkin'

I come through with karma in the lock and get through with (cop papapapapa)

Barkin' on these niggas

Workin' on these niggas

Talkin' on, stompin' on, C walkin' on these niggas

Lurkin' on these niggas

Breakin' bread, takin' mess

To sustain my mindframe

Dope pound, that’s my game

They like my time change, taste like that Bombay

Spread like that nine, bang

Always do my thang

Niggas know 10 to 4, stay high, way high

But I can make you drink about it

I can make you think about it

DPGS, Outlaw immortals

Smash that, flashbacks

Get yo tape recorders

Push play, good day

Get more money

Pussey, roll it up, it betta be that good shit

C-comin' through, thirty D, no creep

All guns, all hot

King James, all heat

So ride down to the bow wow

The shit gets no rilla

Long done, king kong

Bitch, I’m Godzilla

Man up or man down, stand up or stand down

You know the rules, what goes around, comes around

What goes up, yes, comin' down

And if that bitch can’t swim, then she bound to drown

What go around, come around, we backin' up the bubble

O-Fowl and D.O.

Double, you know it’s known for trouble

You know we gon' hustle, from here to abroad

If you mad at the grind, then you prolly

Get the way that I shine is a sight to behold

A1 from the jump, never snitch, never told

Stay up on my toes, peepin' game is a must

Livin' my life on the move, it’s only a few I can trust

So weird, it’s like I’m not even here

Until they see me in the flesh

And they know that it’s real

So clear, no cries, like a VVS

No challenge, no cally, but we still the best

Let 'em have it like a spree, no brown, no green

It’s a small thing to an outlaw, Don King

We still gettin' it and keep it movin' like 18 Wheelers

Stay away from squealers and bullshitters

It’s the niggas

Man up or man down, stand up or stand down

You know the rules, what goes around, comes around

What goes up, yes, comin' down

And if that bitch can’t swim, then she bound to drown