$$ Outlaw - Stressed Street (Jason Chikita, Pyoot, Joey Stylez & King Benz) скачать в хорошем качестве

$$ Outlaw - Stressed Street (Jason Chikita, Pyoot, Joey Stylez & King Benz)

Song off of Stressed Street Debut Album "Star Tribe". $$ Outlaw Lyrics: I been an outlaw since the day I was born Got the heat by my side and the bitches in my arm I live the dolla sign life til the day that I die I turn these bricks into stacks and have them counting my racks They call me a hustler cuz I do it all for the cash I’ve Hustled poison so long I need the antidote Everything I did I did it for my family though I’m a savage bro Fuckin animal P a G and it’s dam sure with a capital Double dollar signs tatted on me three times Steal all your ladies cause Your Neechie from the Cree tribe Pocket full a stones phones full of bitches Double SS’s sharp shooters sniping out the snitches Dirty lil Indian paved these rappers ways Warrior in my blood though cradle to the grave Been an outlaw rolling stone from the beginning Got the world in my palms whether flat or if it’s spinnin..rah I been an outlaw since the day I was born Got the heat by my side and the bitches in my arm I live the dolla sign life til the day that I die I turn these bricks into stacks and have them counting my racks They call me a hustler cuz I do it all for the cash Shaking hands with the reaper make all these devils pay For what they did to pops when they locked him in the cage Make them feel the pain for the ones that lost they way If there wasn’t cocaine I would have never been made So much of the fammo in jail and on the run Always say your prayers leave no prints on your gun I’m a holy man but I will leave you whole-y man If you ever cross my fam make that thang sing kablam All my bro’s our there that’s following the code big d ill will always let the dice roll Cuz life is a gamble when the po wanna catch you Does wanna get you and these hoes wanna wet you up I been an outlaw since the day I was born Got the heat by my side and the bitches in my arm I live the dolla sign life til the day that I die I turn these bricks into stacks and have them counting my racks They call me a hustler cuz I do it all for the cash I’m an outlaw You an outsider I’m a gunslinger I’m a lone rider But from time to time Me and my marauders Going town to town In pursuit of dollars We start wildin The pursuit is violence We suited up And saddle out We can shoot it up Or we can duke it out During high noon Or when the moon is out I’m wanted dead or alive So I’m moving south I’m in the Wild West Six shooters out I’m not a cow boy I’m wit the Indians We Getting drunk And acting ignorant I’m an outlaw It’s the life I live But dear God I swear I’m innocent Cuz they laws is bent They wanna see me hang They gotta catch me first And get through the gang We some cold killers For the gold and silver Cuz I shot the sheriff And I crossed the river Got a bounty on me they will not deliver Call me king Benz or call me Benny the kid Double dolla sign gang In this life of sin I’m sharpshooter Wit my hand on my holster I'll make you famous Put your face on a poster Like chewing tobacco I spit ferocious I been an outlaw since the day I was born Got the heat by my side and the bitches in my arm I live the dolla sign life til the day that I die I turn these bricks into stacks and have them counting my racks They call me a hustler cuz I do it all for the cash