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(Silkk talking)
Ok P, I think they done fked up now, right?
We have to bring the headbusters down
From that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me?
chorus Krazy 1X
These b*tch can't fk wit' us
We bust
I guess I gotta show you you could be touched.
Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50 deep
The life that we livin' we can't slip or sleep
Halloway
I'm from that 405 backwards
WhereI fell in these tractors
Where ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm from the Terrordome
Where sport hair and bone
And there's one major label in this city, and each is own.
No love for hos
Cuz they'll leave you wit' your s**t exposed
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know fk
I'm from that dirty
Where will kill behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and b*tch you heard me.
G-Spade
War and collide
fk wit' us and fo' sho die
HIt yo' block from both sides
GC's sick and tired
These don't play
Thinkin' it's a fkin' game
b*tch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your fkin' brain.
Better ask them do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' Spade dawg
s**t's real
Get your cap peeled
Feel your blood spill
Keep this snub, no steel
Cuz these thugs will kill
Valario
It's war wit' this six slugs
Known to sell drugs
Down south, thugged out, never gave a fk
Everybody in this muth*fka down to bust
504, nothin' but murderas among us
Ghetto Commission rippin' them up alone the choppers.
TSO know that the ghetto street stoppers.
504, the Westbanks comin' real
504, them other know the deal
chorus 2X
Silkk the Shocker
nigg* can't be fked wit', dawg, nigg*, no way.
We make go to the FEDz, so they can relocate.
While ya'll do it for a couple of hours, we do it for the whole day.
If I gotta do somethin', s**t, you know I gots ta hold weight.
War, we about that nigg*
fk wit' my clique, I doubt that nigg*
Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that nigg*
Cuz we about the figgas
Still about the triggas
To myself, type of nigg* that'llstay in the cut
Lil' quiet as* , really don't say much
Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No pistols play slim nigg*, hardly lift no weights up.
Project nigg*, sip Henny in a cup
19 on the Sedan, come through 20's on the truck.
Thugged out
nigg*, I love this clout
Put it down for my , plus I love the South
See these that I roll wit', don't gotta second guess that.
They'll put it there, where your chest at
Tank around my neck, ya'll better respect that
I don't fight, if you got hands (guns fire) you'll catch that.
chorus 2X
(Krazy talking)
Now
fk it
Murder your muth*fkin' as* nigg*
Ghetto Commission nigg*
And that nigg* Silkk
Haha, and Krazy
I'm just thuggin'
It's all love, babay
This No Limit s**t deep nigg*
You can't swim
Don't get in the muth*fkin' water
Cuz you'll get a bomb b*tch
We don't give a fk
It's ain't no love
Nothin' but thugs
DRAMA!