Outlawz
Outlawz Lyrics


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Working my wood, through my city
Breaking boys off, every night and day
And I never got, one minute of sleep
Cause I ball and say fuck, what them haters say
The wood wheels, keep on turning
And them ball bats, keep on burning
Cause we rolling (rolling), rolling yeah (rolling)
Rolling through the city

Ha-ha-ha-ha, that shit was hot G
In one baby, let's use it, uh-uh
Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh
Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

It's him Slim, T-H-U-G
But it's true it's me, on your mother's T.V
On your brother's c.d., on your sister's wall
The same dude, that your big sister call
All day all night, but she not my type
Unless she the type, to up it in one night
I tend to get impatient, can't stand waiting
Chicks be hating, so I quit dating
I stay skating, 22 inch shoes
The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues
Your toys is cool, but Blue Boyz come through
And make you and all, your boy toys old new
Who want drama, Sir get the Hummer
We bout to bang up the block, like a drummer
For 2 double O-4, it's the Boss Hogg summer
First place in the race, and we'll walk for the number go

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

K to the Yizzi, L to the izzE
Switch lanes in a Lac, the made it 3's get me dizzy
I'm low, in a Lexus 4's Spre-O
You steady passing by saying, watching how slow he go
Everytime I'm in the whip, you see the Rolly glow
I'm on dubs and skidding my tires, like Polly-O
Ba-da, like Cube Mack or WC
I'm sitting large on a foreign, just like my dubs be
My car packed shorty, just like the club be
I'm sitting low to the ground, just like the bugs be
My baby mama fuck a G, she learning to love a G
Celebrity, chicks be waiting in line to hug a G
On X and Bubbly, fame is to my soul
My body be shaking and shivering, my shoes are cold
We letting them dogs out, I'm talking Lex and vogues
That spit wide body low, to them attached the 4's

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

It's the grain butter lover, lane and gutter hugger
Swinging wide frame, showing banging burning rubber
Spinning 20 inches, paint change another color
Hating niggaz utter, Sir Daily a mo'fucker
I'm shutting down the spot, close the curtain show's over
We bout to drop it, try to stop and pull me over
But I keep mashing, speeding through the intersection
Hiding from the laws, like an illegal Mexican
See the ice rocks, wrist chain and watch
Blue Boyz hop out, we entertain the lot
You see the screens glowing, paint wet and shining
want to know how I done it, I got that from grinding
Young money maker, flashing my jewels
Break the laws at all cause, with a bad attitude
Doing what I do, flipping the script
We ball till we fall, nigga get you some grip cause uh

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas

G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas





Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh
Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Outlawz's song "Outlawz" are all about the gangsta lifestyle. The singer describes how he works his "wood" (presumably a reference to his car) through the city, breaking boys off every night and day. He never gets any sleep because he's too busy balling and ignoring the haters. The wood wheels keep on turning and the ball bats keep on burning as they roll through the city. The song is full of references to flashy cars, jewelry, and illegal activities.


The use of slang and references to gangsta culture is pervasive throughout the song. The chorus consists of the repeated phrase "G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G, O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas". This line essentially serves as a declaration of identity for the singer and his crew. They are proud outlaws, and they don't care who knows it.


Overall, the lyrics to "Outlawz" paint a vivid picture of the gangsta lifestyle. The language used is rough and unapologetic, and the references to illegal activities make it clear that the singer is not interested in conforming to society's norms.


Line by Line Meaning

Working my wood, through my city
I'm driving through the city in my car.


Breaking boys off, every night and day
I'm showing off and impressing people all the time.


And I never got, one minute of sleep
I'm too busy partying and living a wild lifestyle to sleep.


Cause I ball and say fuck, what them haters say
I'm successful and don't care what others say.


The wood wheels, keep on turning
The wheels of my car keep spinning as I drive.


And them ball bats, keep on burning
I'm so hot and impressive that I'm like a fire burning.


Cause we rolling (rolling), rolling yeah (rolling) Rolling through the city
I'm driving around the city and having a good time.


Ha-ha-ha-ha, that shit was hot G
I'm excited and impressed with myself and my lifestyle.


In one baby, let's use it, uh-uh Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz
I'm part of a group called Boss Hogg Outlaw and we're proud of it.


G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H-O-G-G O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas
We're gangsters from Boss Hogg Outlaw and we don't care what others think of us.


It's him Slim, T-H-U-G But it's true it's me, on your mother's T.V On your brother's c.d., on your sister's wall The same dude, that your big sister call
I'm famous and have appeared on TV, CDs, and posters, and many people know who I am.


All day all night, but she not my type Unless she the type, to up it in one night I tend to get impatient, can't stand waiting
I'm not interested in dating most women, but I'm always ready for a one-night stand.


Chicks be hating, so I quit dating I stay skating, 22 inch shoes The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues
Women don't like me, so I've given up on dating. I'm instead focused on my style and my group, the Boyz N Blue.


Your toys is cool, but Blue Boyz come through And make you and all, your boy toys old new Who want drama, Sir get the Hummer
We're better than anyone else out there, and we're always ready for a fight or drama.


We bout to bang up the block, like a drummer For 2 double O-4, it's the Boss Hogg summer First place in the race, and we'll walk for the number go
It's summertime, and we're ready to cause a commotion. We're confident that we're going to win and come out on top.


K to the Yizzi, L to the izzE Switch lanes in a Lac, the made it 3's get me dizzy
I'm driving a fancy car and enjoying it, but it can sometimes be overwhelming.


I'm low, in a Lexus 4's Spre-O You steady passing by saying, watching how slow he go Everytime I'm in the whip, you see the Rolly glow
I'm driving a fancy car and showing it off to others, as evidenced by my shiny watch.


I'm on dubs and skidding my tires, like Polly-O
I'm driving a car with expensive wheels and showing off in it.


Ba-da, like Cube Mack or WC I'm sitting large on a foreign, just like my dubs be
I'm living a big, glamorous lifestyle that would be impressive to other hip-hop artists.


My car packed shorty, just like the club be I'm sitting low to the ground, just like the bugs be
My car is popular and stylish, and I'm fitting in with others in the same hip-hop culture.


My baby mama fuck a G, she learning to love a G Celebrity, chicks be waiting in line to hug a G
Women love me and are interested in me because I'm a famous gangster.


On X and Bubbly, fame is to my soul My body be shaking and shivering, my shoes are cold
I'm enjoying the high life of drinking and partying but sometimes it can cause me to feel anxious and unwell.


We letting them dogs out, I'm talking Lex and vogues That spit wide body low, to them attached the 4's
We're driving fancy cars with expensive wheels and modifications.


It's the grain butter lover, lane and gutter hugger Swinging wide frame, showing banging burning rubber
I love driving my fancy car and speeding around, showing off and impressing others.


Spinning 20 inches, paint change another color Hating niggaz utter, Sir Daily a mo'fucker
I'm living a fancy lifestyle and making others jealous and angry.


I'm shutting down the spot, close the curtain show's over We bout to drop it, try to stop and pull me over
I'm ending the party and driving away fast, possibly trying to outsmart police.


But I keep mashing, speeding through the intersection Hiding from the laws, like an illegal Mexican
I'm driving fast and recklessly, possibly trying to evade law enforcement.


See the ice rocks, wrist chain and watch Blue Boyz hop out, we entertain the lot You see the screens glowing, paint wet and shining
We're flashy and impressive, and others are constantly looking at us and appreciating our style.


want to know how I done it, I got that from grinding Young money maker, flashing my jewels Break the laws at all cause, with a bad attitude Doing what I do, flipping the script We ball till we fall, nigga get you some grip cause uh
I've earned my success through hard work and determination, and I'm showing off my wealth and style. I'm willing to break the law and have a confrontational attitude. I'm determined to keep doing what I'm doing and living my life without limitations.




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Superman J

When Big Loc dog dropped this album back when I was in high school[if I ain't mistaken I was 14] everybody and I do mean everybody knew that lil young child who he had on this song was gone blow up in a major way!!! And just like we all knew, that lil child Boosie did!!! On the real, Loc never got the recognition, notoriety or exposure that he deserved to take him to the top. Cold blooded because the boy had major flow, could produce and write. Dang.

Quintavious Stoudemire

Tay

ImJuice225

Man one time I went to that old cd store off of Acadian thruway (music treasure chest i think) and CLoc was sitting on that little couch on the right when you walk in. I sat and talked with him for like 10 minutes. I wish I wasn't so f'd up and could remember the convo.

Down South N.O.

Word C loc is a major player in d rap game. Shoutout from dat no. U heard me. 2dat br

NightRyder16

Same here. We knew it!

LoudpackShawty

C Loc kept gettin locked up or at least got locked up for a lil while

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K G

This song will never get old. Boosie will never get old. He a living legend.

Quintavious Stoudemire

Yea

Bruva Cap

I like how Baton Rouge created a signature sound they still use today

dank playa New Orleans

@El Boogie337 to bad they want to throw stacks at promoting playboi cartis satanic clothes

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