For all my ni**az livin' in the rush Slow it down just a notch baby It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright
F**k the punishment, tie weed
Slightly disillusioned by weed I breed thug muthaf**kas even worse than me When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me My army, ni**az decieve swiftly Look at you now, why you wanna hang out? Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthaf**kin' back out They blast but I'm still standin' Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard my soul Though my life was hard with no remorse I absorb bomb less provide protection for the boss Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews We all about our past, blast if he break the rules Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heavensent Switched like a stone-bi**h, turned str8 severed then, why? Then they wonder why ni**az die Put your family in danger just to get high Now, what the hell can we get from jail? More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell Bail out, a thug ni**a fresh out the jailhouse Open your safe count and take all your mail out We fresh out of time, livin blind, so we all ride In times like these, chronic and tie weed Puffin' through these High Speedz
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
Verbal a*sa*sin, I hit the corner fast, blastin' I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols For all you pussies that's soft as tissue I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred proof Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine Get that a*s attacked, murdered, and robbed, blind from behind Grab your shots', callin' Catchin ni**az while they stormin' And get your whole f**kin' family a' mournin' Plus all you itchy-bi**hy types can't touch me I'll play your f**kin' yard like a trussel
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
At times, I look through times wit' so much anger Wonderin' why it keeps on pa*sin' bringin' me the danger No singal hard time is a good one Now what the mutha f**k a hood done All day, for the almighty, dollar Don't even bother to holla We all destined to be swallowed By the same thing we lust for Threw away our morals in bags of dust, more Ni**az is dying tommorrow Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin Cops sittin', politicians pa*sin' laws you ain't knowin' Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it But I ain't goin' tell you, what?, to stop chasin' paper Man, I'm just like ya'll, I worry 'bout that s**t later Lets get blowed out High Speed til the end of my dayz
[Chorus (2Pac): repeat 5X]
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
High Speedz (we goin' all night) Life of an Outlaw, ghetto starz (we goin' all night) (Yes) I'm gonna buy me a gun Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? For my ni**az on the WestSide and the EastSide And the NorthSide and the SouthSide (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) Ni**az in Michigan, (M.O.B ni**a, M.O.B) From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) From St. Louis to Alabama From Mississippi to Oakland, from San Francisco to San Diego (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit Food and Sex, house parties in the projects And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit Outlawz with that rough s**t, baby!