(feat. Ghetto Commission, Krazy)
[Silkk talking]
Ok P, I think they done f**ed 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**h n***as can't f** wit' us
We bust
I guess I gotta show you n***as 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 n***as ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm from the Terrordome
Where n***as 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 sh** exposed
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know f**
I'm from that dirty
Where n***as will k** behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and b**h you heard me.
[G-Spade]
War and collide
f** wit' us and fo' sho die
HIt yo' block from both sides
GC's sick and tired
These n***as don't play
Thinkin' it's a f**in' game
b**h hide you rear, but too, we struck to your f**in' brain.
Better ask them n***as do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' Spade dawg
sh**'s real
Get your cap peeled
Feel your blood spill
Keep this snub, no steel
Cuz these thugs will k**
[Valario]
It's war wit' this six slugs
Known to sell d**
Down south, thugged out, never gave a f**
Everybody in this muthaf**a down to bust
504, nothin' but murderas among us
Ghetto Commission rippin' them n***as up alone the choppers.
TSO know that the ghetto n***as street stoppers.
504, the Westbanks comin' real
504, them other n***as know the deal
[chorus 2X]
[Silkk the Shocker]
n***a can't be f**ed wit', dawg, n***a, no way.
We make n***as 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', sh**, you know I gots ta hold weight.
War, we about that n***a
f** wit' my clique, I doubt that n***a
Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that n***a
Cuz we about the figgas
Still about the triggas
To myself, type of n***a that'llstay in the cut
Lil' quiet a** n***as, really don't say much
Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No pistols play slim n***a, hardly lift no weights up.
Project n***a, sip Henny in a cup
19 on the Sedan, come through 20's on the truck.
Thugged out
ni**a, I love this clout
Put it down for my n***as, plus I love the South
See these n***as 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
f** it
Murder your muthaf**in' a** n***a
Ghetto Commission n***a
And that n***a Silkk
Haha, and Krazy
I'm just thuggin'
It's all love, babay
This No Limit sh** deep n***a
You n***as can't swim
Don't get in the muthaf**in' water
Cuz you'll get a bomb b**h
We don't give a f**
It's ain't no love
Nothin' but thugs
DRAMA!