Bone Crusher - Lock & Load lyrics

Ready? A'ight. Look here n***as, Been a long time comin', No more talk. f** this intro sh**! Start the music! This right here, yeah Where the f**, n***a Ain't never f** n***as Tell em That don't wanna play this south sh** OK ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama My pistol's blarin' (What?) an' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!) Because I'm ready for action! These n***as think I'm playin' My Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?) So partner tell me what's happenin' These streets is real These n***as can't steal (What?) For the jump out boys when they drive by So if you're ready for it Smoke dro for it (Tell 'em) An' if you're hatin', f** n***a what's happenin' Adamsville, Watts, West Side, Decatur What's up? f** them n***as if they don't wanna claim this ATL (Blahw) Catch a hot shell My n***as know (What?) Y'all some hoes If I see ya on the block n***a I'll let you know What's it gonna be (Tell 'im!) Tell me what you choose (Tell 'im!) I claim this dirty muthaf**a n***a win or lose Chorus: Don't know my enemies Yo! And lock and load my Calico And buck on dem n***as So what the f**! Don't know my enemies Yo! and lock and load my Calico And buck on dem n***as So what the f**! Shawty ya knows about me (Tell 'em!) The streets is talkin' (What?) Da hostile takeover is comin' shortly They call me Crusher Tha Mutliator Mr. Smack-a-b**hboy, I hate the fakers I got these hoods locked and load Just for k**in' The South is takin' over, I see you tremblin' We keep 'em bouncin' (What?) Ain't nuthin' changed n***a (What?) This for my soldiers, hustlas, k**as, gorillas Yes! On da f**, n***a!(Blam) Surely it don't get no reala Chorus: Don't know my enemies Yo! and lock and load my Calico And buck on them n***as So what the f**! Don't know my enemies Yo! and lock and load my Calico And buck on them n***as So what the f**! Ain't mad is ya? (What?) Then bring the pain (C'mon!) 'Cause muthaf**er ain't a damn thing changed I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man (Tell 'em!) I'm still takin' An' stealin' An' scared to walk down your own block, man (What?) An n***as in your hood is say you soft, man It's time the new regiment to start man TI (Tell 'em!) k**a Mike, Pastor Troy (What?) David Banner (Tell 'em!) What's up boy (OK) It's time for us to show the really real This down south n***a is so trill I put my fist in the f** n***a's grill An be talkin' bad 'bout where the f** I live An be talkin' bad 'bout where the f** I live Chorus: Don't know my enemies Yo! And lock and load my Calico And buck on them n***as So what the f**! Don't know my enemies Yo! and lock and load my Calico And buck on them n***as So what the f**!