C-Bo - It's War lyrics

[Verse 1: C-Bo] What? yeah it's war now this is what we call war You either respect us ride wit us slide with us n***a anything else is obsolete regime life b**h No love for them b**h n***as that wanna see me under That's why I step in the car with my forty four Revolver thunderrrrrrrr I bang them like war missles Leaving nothing but brain thizzles close range But slug no pistol got off like king kong Pushing more cream than ding dongs got the whole city lock And I'm dropping more kicks than wing chong If it's a muder yea I knew it if it's personal I do it You can't f** with me loc I even had red rags to it You get choke innocent by standards get smoked Why you think I stay in a vest n***a this is west coast The best coast with that sunshine and that a** tagging Top down in a 64 with the a** dragging I'm a menace and I'm in it for it all like I told Lil keke and yuk I'm in this to ball f** ya'll n***a to witness this is westside Troops got a whole crew red and blue and I send them Straight to you [Hook: repeat 2] It's war f** your enemies on site, we smash Do this sh** like Biggie and 'Pac on site, we blast This is the west you gone die soon It's def when you slide to 10 G'z for your head n***a that don't mean sh** to a tycoon [Verse 2: Lil' Keke] You n***as want war get war dink chore as I co*k the heat And proceed to split yours n***as talk a lot of sh** But they don't really want beef Known dam well when I slide by hit them wit heat If it's on then it's on n***a then let it be I be patrolling your hood with archiball reef Ready for war thug lord said it before when sh** get hot we blow the spot We see door we take action let's get it cracking Pistol packing thought you was smacking Shoot your muthaf**ing back when my n***as When my n***as talking sh** my n***as popping sh** And no time for talking b**h is dropping clips Ain't no love n***a live from the west you best sleep With a gun and a vest in your nest I ain't going Out with a f**ing slug in my chest I bomb personal muthaf**as Throw them label them a threat it's war [Hook] [Verse 3: Yukmouth] Thug lord this is the high to pack a lighter tommy side of drama f**ig timer I eat these n***as alive like jeffery rama Phantom of the opera feds be chopper copper f** the monster Copper thug lord period n***as want war bust yours if your Serious our n***as is furious I got the hard core fearing this Rugged and raw lyricist carried this by the k**ing sh** My blast will leave n***as crying that how real this is They feeling this menace the nemisis they break b**h a** n***as Vacate the premisis k** they protective witnesses My n***as straight business with a hundred rounds of ak Say say everyday raw going down like may day Major gun play I'm a no limit solder be the roller Heat holder talking practice on a master pee poster b**h [Hook]