歌词
(silkk talking)
Ok p, i think they done ****** 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 ****** ******s can't ****** wit' us
We bust
I guess i gotta show you ******s 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 ******s ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm from the terrordome
Where ******s 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 *******t exposed
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know ******
I'm from that dirty
Where ******s will kill behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and ****** you heard me.
[g-spade]
War and collide
****** wit' us and fo' sho die
Hit yo' block from both sides
Gc's sick and tired
These ******s don't play
Thinkin' it's a ******' game
****** hide you rear, but too, we struck to your ******' brain.
Better ask them ******s do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' spade dawg
*******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 ******
Everybody in this mutha******a down to bust
504, nothin' but murderas among us
Ghetto commission rippin' them ******s up alone the choppers.
Tso know that the ghetto ******s street stoppers.
504, the westbanks comin' real
504, them other ******s know the deal
Chorus 2x
Silkk the shocker
****** can't be ****** wit', dawg, ******, no way.
We make ******s 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', *******t, you know i gots ta hold weight.
War, we about that ******
****** wit' my clique, i doubt that ******
Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that ******
Cuz we about the figgas
Still about the triggas
To myself, type of ****** that'llstay in the cut
Lil' quiet ass ******s, really don't say much
Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No pistols play slim ******, hardly lift no weights up.
Project ******, sip henny in a cup
19 on the sedan, come through 20's on the truck.
Thugged out
******, i love this clout
Put it down for my ******s, plus i love the south
See these ******s 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
****** it
Murder your mutha******' ass ******
Ghetto commission ******
And that ****** silkk
Haha, and krazy
I'm just thuggin'
It's all love, babay
This no limit *******t deep ******
You ******s can't swim
Don't get in the mutha******' water
Cuz you'll get a bomb ******
We don't give a ******
It's ain't no love
Nothin' but thugs
Drama!
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