Let The Law End

Krayzie: ***** 'em, let the law end, 'cause we simply get the raw end.

Coffins open, dump 'em all in.

Krayzie: Nine millimeters, three-eighty's, you're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause

I go with plenty artillery, cover your *******t, it be gauges and uzis.

Let us begin with bullets, (can't none of they) break out the *****s from prison and let 'em come with us--retaliation.

We come and blast 'em with leather masks on.

Let loose. Wish: *****, beware when your rollin' down the

Clair. These *****s is killas that are fearless thuggish ruggish *****s from

Cleveland. We steadily creepin' on ya, and you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep, ho-check, you don't wanna ***** with

Bone. Let loose. Layzie:

*****, bulletproof, if a mutha*****a pull it, then he better shoot.

***** never no 9-1-1 to your rescue, never respect you, blowin' your chest through.

Labelled as a menace, but

I'm still it, yes, and

I'm in it to the finish.

Better check my manuscript: killa, for realer, drugdealer, little *****, cap peeler.

Bailin' through the Land equipped with a pistol grip pump shotty, shotty.

Jumped off in my hottie.

***** lodi dodi, rollin' through your party, fin to show you this

Mo Thug bomber, yeah.

Bizzy: When I storm my cause up outta (?), get me, badge.

War anytime I (?). Come with the war, ***** gonna get yours, expect the four, ***** bring your (chrome), and don't you start and not finish.

You with it or you against it?

On the hit list, couldn't resist it, *****, you risk it, here to stick with it.

To the po-po, you-know-who don't roll in a sixty-fo'

Impala. Go look, better search, and out the door, runnin' 'til

I (found