Maintain Lyrics - Singles - Outlawz

[EDI - Talking] 

Uh, time done came, maintain 

This for all them niggaz in the game, you know? hustlin, street life 

Gettin that money, niggaz gotta maintain, you know? Holla! (yeah) 

[Napolean - Verse 1] 

The streets is a mother fucker, and I done said it before 

Drive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front door 

All them race for the money at the end of the road 

Fully-loaded by my waist, I'm bout to explode 

I'm on a mission for the money, ain't shit funny 

Put a hole in your tummy, leave you smellin like a mummy 

You crossed the game that the streets don't like 

And fuckin with the Outlawz will get you killed tonight 

I guzzle my pipe and think about the shit I ain't never had (uh-huh) 

Just write my frustrations on my notepad 

And life ain't nothin but a toe-tag 

When I was three years old, I done known that 

[Supreme C - Verse 2] 

And yo the game got a nigga fucked up 

I don't know who to trust, but I know just who to bust (bow) 

Change your main form to ashes to dust 

Minds stay corrupt, I'm a killa in the cut 

I crush any competitor, writin back his editor 

Leave your body leakin, it's Supreme C speakin 

Pledge you then a edge you on, yo you just a pawn 

You're runnin with the big boys, one move you're gone 

I'm explosive when my rap over-doses 

Label me ferocious on 'Wanted' signs posted 

See me on the screen like blood on murder scenes 

Midnight screams, sharp-shooter team 

The williest, silliest, but yet I'm dead serious 

Hate me with a passion up in the club mashin 

Foul minds, I'm in your ears like a loud nine 

Holdin off screamin, yeah niggaz it's about time 

It's on again, got a brother feelin born again 

I swore to win then, naturally my order's in 

Recorded and stated, let the record show I made it 

This dated when we blewin, and how you mother fuckers traded 

Outlawz! 

[Chorus - Napolean & EDI] 

Gettin that money it ain't no tellin man (ain't no tellin) 

You hustlin and strugglin and niggaz say you changed (huh) 

One time, knockin they hotter with change (with change) 

They eyes was watchin, but still we maintain (maintain) 

Your baby momma gone say she want some change (ain't that a bitch) 

Niggaz used to know, since you rollin game (oh) 

Fuckin with that money now your brain tame 

You fuckin the game and yo we maintain! 

[Young Noble - Verse 3] 

And you ain't never had a nigga that'll die for you 

And you ain't never had a nigga that'll cry for you 

And you ain't never had a nigga that'll pay your rent 

And you ain't never know niggaz that was truly legit 

And you ain't never had soldiers that'll hold you down 

And you ain't never know killers that loan you pounds 

And you ain't never had bitches that'll fuck the clan 

Better yet, have bitches that'll fuck your man 

And you ain't never had soldiers to floss the week 

You couldn't hustle down the way nor walk the beat 

And you ain't never had a clique that was thorough and tough 

And you ain't never know Yak and Pac so give it up! 

[Kastro - Verse 4] 

I love bitches and all types of fast cars (hahaha...me too) 

Loud guns, money-runs, and those strip bars 

We watch the sun turn to stars, back to sun again 

I put a box under rocks to dump a body in 

And I swin in sin, couldn't pretend it's all well 

My world is a jail cell, I can't seem to find bail 

We gas up, trouble, bubble in my belly (uh) 

Every body knew it but ain't nobody try to tell me 

We maintain! 

Chorus 

[Mil - Verse 5] 

I'm a hell-raisin nigga and I'll burn the place up (Mil) 

The streets made me, look at me now and I'm straighten up 

When I rolled on your block, all I see is your pump 

When you roll through my hood, niggaz'll fuck you up 

You're weak, won't live long, niggaz rely on luck 

Speak it cheap-goin nigga, I got the heart of a thug 

Leave your pillow like a puddle of a blood 

And I'm gonna show you how it is to stomp and never been love at all 

[EDI - Verse 6] 

Every day I'm stuck in this game so I got to play it 

Yeah I made up my bed so I got to lay in it 

There's only one way out, limo, window tinted 

My momma prayin daily for my spirit 

Fuck that! I'm here to stay nigga deal with it 

And I'm one of the real niggaz that's actually real with it 

Meals, I'm gonna get it, but it's about what happens when I get it 

Will these niggaz come clackin for my trinkets? Think it's a joke? 

Part it out while I kick it and smoke 

We live on the ropes, triple-beam hopes 

Simple schemes broke, two minutes to go alone 

Fall or come up, fuck it, stack ones up 

I keep my guns up, for these killers 

My eyes on these bitches 

And when it's me and the law, shit I'm the first to draw 

Maintain, till the end of the game 

Maintain, till the end of the game, you hear me man? 

Chorus x 2 

[Kastro - talking over second chorus] 

Fuck that! Fuck that! 

Fuck you too baby! Fuck all y'all niggaz 

I'm on some maintain shit 

All my money gettin niggaz maintain 

Most of the time, niggaz get money and only last for like a year 

I'm tryin to have money for twenty years, thirty years, forty years 

It's called a general, 

It's easy to get money in your pocket nigga, but can you keep it? 

Can you maintain?