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Trouble on the streets I'm a bad one Nightmare of your dreams like a black lung Nowhere left to hide when the ruckus comes No I'm not done, I'm not done I'm moving in with precision I'm gun metal cold I hit the target don't miss em It's never get old Oh oh oh You don't want the smoke, no Outlaws Doing bad things for the rush Outlaws Yeah we're taking what we want Look out Oh we got you on run Outlaws doing danger for the fun I got wild blood I got wild blood Running through my veins I won't be tamed I got wild blood I got wild blood You don't wanna mess around With that wild blood I like my man with a record Tough skin like leather mmm I chase the pain for the pleasure He like the way I do My ride or die Him and I Take a pose for the wanted sign We're the wanted kind Come close it's killing time Killing time Now listen up and nobody get hurt Yeah, stick em up, get your face in the dirt We're bio hazard and you're gonna get served Put the money in the bag Got a gun in the purse Outlaws Doing bad things for the rush Outlaws Yeah we're taking what we want Look out Oh we got you on run Outlaws doing danger for the fun I got wild blood I got wild blood Running through my veins I won't be tamed I got wild blood I got wild blood You don't wanna mess around With that wild blood With that wild blood Gonna remember my name Gonna be outta my brain Give me the crown I'm gonna reign With that, with that, with that With that wild blood Gonna remember my name Gonna be outta my brain Give me the crown I'm gonna reign With that, with that, with that With that wild blood I got wild blood I got wild blood Running through my veins I won't be tamed I got wild blood I got wild blood You don't wanna mess around With that with wild blood With that wild blood With that wild blood Yeah
Writer(s): Ruslan Odnoralov, Sam Tinnesz, Michael Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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