[2Pac]
Holla my name ni**a you plottin' and scream,
must be a thug with a heart to be apart of my team...
it seems you got a problem, we ain't lettin' no women and no feminene inside,
just spend the night, time to give 'em a try...

[Storm]
Finally made it, now focus who the dopest,
is it the brothers or the sistas...
I agree that it's a mans world,
but why my ni**as dis us,
I ain't tryin' to hear it,
witness my thug spirit (they keep on screamin' bithes)
cause ni**as love to hear it...
call them my dogs cause they rowdy then a muthaf**ka,
I love you ni**as like brothas, but don't f**k with this...

[2Pac]
But hey now, look at what we got,
Miss really Bad Ass runnin' round packin' double glocks...
so all you ni**as be warn,
from the dust til the dawn,
we might trip,
but I dare you bitch to f**k around with Storm...
we Outlawz, I said it, addmit it,
and when you see me live on T.V it's strictly represented,
let me hear you scream...

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Now when I say Pig, you say B-I-G,
when I say Bad Boy Killa, then you say me...
when I say Puffy is a punk, you scream word on my life,
I wrote this shit while f**kin' Bigs wife...

[Storm]
Now I been told that Lil' Kim think she hot (she not),
better get that attitude adjusted before I mash ya spot... (Plus now the Brat's trippin')
must want a ass whoopin'...
we be the first ones to f**k with you and Bad Boy whack bitch...

[2Pac]
Bustas who broken, and give my shots to Queens,
cause I'm lookin' for lyrics yall, that bitch ass feen...
I beg Scream like last year,
best don't come to California, we don't want yo busta ass here...

[Storm]
We Outlaw Ridahs, thugs til we die,
sistas gettin' they groove on...

[2Pac]
Call me a muthaf**kin' trouble maker,
send me to jail, but watch me bust on L.L...
now let me here you scream...

[Chours]

[2Pac] talking
Ha ha ha.. Played yo ass, didn't we?...
We up out of here.. Tupac and Storm..
Outlaw Immortalz.. Death Row.. West Side..
Thug Life.. Bad Boy Killa...