Pass The Heat (Wiping Niggaz Off The Map)

Lyrics

(Wack Deuce & Young Noble talking) [WD]Clean and nasty [YN]Where my niggas at? [WD]Cuz we the last niggas left [YN]We over here nigga [WD]For Makaveli [YN]We over here where my niggas at [WD]Outlawz, Death Row [YN]Where my niggas at? [WD]Westside [YN]Uh [YN]Where my niggas at? [WD]Eastside [YN]Where the fuck you at? [WD]We ride [YN]Uh [YN]We need some help y'all [YN]Outlaw... (Verse 1: Young Noble) We creep the side streets, back streets And allеys through Cali But since I got this Jerz' in me I'm willin' to sеrve any Victims fall quicker I puff a blizzie for Piza Mister I'm taggin' that faster than my name on the wall nigga You got it in you Bring it to the circles base Blowin like burners in the thirties Niggas on purpose All that shit you kickin Flippin and sell woof tickets on the Real Deal Holyfield You niggas got it twisted No hoes, but you a Mack? Peelin' caps with no strap? Swipin' niggas off the map from front to back No hoes, but you a Mack? Peelin caps with no strap? Swipin' niggas off the map from front to back (Verse 2: Wack Deuce) Nigga this the Outlaw mob Still un-fuckin'-touchable Smokin' big weed As we proceed to fuck the rest of you Pac on Tha Row So now we own the fuckin' creep Beatin' niggas down and yellin' "fuck Mobb Deep" And bustin' cap's at Dr. Gay, and this bitch Gay-Z Nigga Wack Deuce is on a mission who the fuck they think can fade me Nobody can I'm a muthafuckin' Outlaw Let me get high And rise up with slugs in the sky (Chorus: Napoleon) Pass the heat And let me wave it in the air Guns bust cowards fall Nigga just don't care To my lord I swear We'll never play it fare And on the streets they can't sleep because the Outlawz near I know it's rainin' on ya block nigga it We can't quit it And ya prayin' for it to stop nigga You shouldn't of did it On the crash course chased with death Still thuggin' on the streets cuz we the Lastonesleft (Verse 3: E.D.I) I'm takin my shots without a silencer To let the whole world know I just had to lay low another challenge up for show EDI rain like the monsoon Bring upon doom Like the reaper Sneak up fast and put that ass in a sleeper I take the sneakers on some old school shit Cuz nowadays I'm holdin' two clips Cuz these days I'm cold and I lose it I'm screamin' O-U-T-L-A-W so who the fuck are you You probably ain't shit But a little bitch with a dick I clown that ass quickly Make you look silly small willy You a half-assed drug dealer I'm knowin' you'se a squealer Peel a cap back Then mash back to the Base Off one for now Take a hit to the face say what? Peel a cap back Then mash back to the Base Off one for now Take a hit to the face mutha fucker (Verse 4: Fatal) Twist the candle And route the tail like Nelson Ramble Your army's too fuckin mantle Cuz your slippery with the handle Cataclysm, you heard us Get away from me nervous He put his bond on the shootin' Got his heart a disservice It's like the march of a million man You can see me in a hundred years Already I'm 20 feet chillin' in The manicure man With them pedicure fans Peep how these bitches gettin' freaked on the sand Take 10 steps turn around draw and drop You niggas die cuz you'll never be as raw as Pac I got money on my mind Murder in my vision Outlaw name travel pain through the prison Money on my mind Murder in my vision Outlaw name travel pain through the prison (Chorus: Napoleon) Pass the heat And let me wave it in the air Guns bust cowards fall Nigga just don't care To my lord I swear We'll never play it fare And on the streets they can't sleep because the Outlawz near I know it's rainin' on ya block nigga it We can't quit it And ya prayin' for it to stop nigga You shouldn't of did it On the crash course chased with death Still thuggin' on the streets cuz we the Lastonesleft (Young Noble) No hoes but you a Mack Peelin' caps with no strap Wipin' Niggas off the map from front to back No hoes but you a Mack Peelin' caps with no strap Wipin' Niggas off the map from front to back (Fatal) I got money on my mind Murder in my vision Outlaw name travel pain through the prison Money on my mind Murder in my vision Outlaw name travel pain throught the prison (Napoleon) Pass the heat And let me wave it in the air Guns bust cowards fall Nigga just don't care To my lord I swear We'll never play it fare And on the streets they can't sleep because the Outlawz near I know it's rainin on ya block nigga it We can't quit it And ya prayin for it to stop nigga You shouldn't of did it On the crash course chased with death Still thuggin on the streets cuz we the Lastonesleft