Outsiders Songtext

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Outsiders Songtext
We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
I know off key yardies and some low key naijas
Southside OG, OG southsiders
Strip club on Friday, I might throw some fivers
Yeah finders keepers, so I hope it's finders
I let the white go cheapest, and let the dope fiends find us
We're standing outside Keisha's, this was about 05'ish
Was handing out these pizzas, man had to duck these sirens
[?], we don't like these pirates
Silencer, we gon [?] silent
Yeah violent yout, you lookin' like he's violent
I don't trust that yout, he's lookin' like he's Trident
Loud pack, that's what we like we buy them
Fry them, you see them eye them red
He's lookin' like he tried them
Little bad mind yout, that's why a man don't like them
But his bitch look good, I'm lookin' like "Alright den"

We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
Bloodclartin' sex, we jump out like spiders
We be them ride out youts, yeah that's right we riders
[?] man need guidance

We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
I just stepped outside, ina me socks and sliders
Eastside OG's, the OG eastsiders
Man ain't got a skateboard, but you know we're grinders
But I've got the peng food, crush it up in grinders
It's like I'm on the D Block, man are straight ruff ryders
Them bwoy they are plastic, just like the new fivers
Look shit'll get drastic, I dare a man try us
Swear down it's a long ting, I swear down it's a long ting
Them man they are on stuff, them man they are on tings
Spare me the long talk, look spare me the long ting
I can get a man boxed up, like my name was Don King
Got the thinking boxed up, like I just when shopping
When will it stop? But I ain't stopping
When will I flop? But I ain't flopping
Haters stare but I ain't watching
Nobody ain't got time for that
Look if a man ain't ina my circle nobody ain't got time for chat

We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
Bloodclartin' sex, we jump out like spiders
We be them ride out youts, yeah that's right we riders
We just lodged them feds, yeah that's right we drivers

We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
We send them shots, send them gliders
Let's put 'em to the test, let's see if he's a riders
None your dogs ain't got nothing on none of my rottweilers
I got the bird call, cause I got insiders
Connected to the road, connected to the insiders
I got the tuggs on lock, and I got the getaway drivers
See a man bumblebee, I got the army of the beehivers
Us man are hunters, them man are good hiders
Get a hole in your hat like one of them old school visors
Bu da bup bup, them man there ain't from my corner
Them man there ain't from my circle
What do we call them man? Outsiders
No one cares about them man there cuh, what do we call them man? Outsiders
Them man there can't get in the dance cuh, what do we call them man? Outsiders
Man'll go brexit on them, pull out the ting
Flex it on them (Blap!)
New ting, test it on them (Blap) with the big ting
Bu da bup bup

We don't like outsiders
We don't like outsiders
Bloodclartin' sex, we jump out like spiders
[?] man need guidance