Powerlord JEL - f** It lyrics

(Intro: WC) Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang (Ice-T) Yeah 'sup with these n***as in the club lookin' at n***as crazy and sh** (Word, yeah f** them body-o's homes) Motherf**ers is f*ggots (call me n***a?) (Ice-T) Step back it's the ultimate n***a with the hot sh** The last standin' man, smack you with my backhand The veteran-er-the games you claim to be in Let me begin, express it, explain the dilemma (Chorus: Ice-T) It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as who ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! (Ice-T) It's the National Pa** Time, it's blast time - club's out n***as break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out Set the sh** off with the full clips n***as lookin' hard in the club - now wha**up b**h? Wha**up b**h?!! Pull your weapon if you got it I'da shot it, plus you never live with rockets Tried to dodge it, caught you all in the arm pit Easy target, dug you out in the lot kid (Chorus: Ice-T) It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! (El Sadiq) Yo, too many b**h-a**-n***as think they got a lot And I'mma dead these wannabe heads with consecutive shots Man, they smile up in you, griller wanna give you a pen Stick it to your crew like glue like they been down Man listen, k** that bull with the fake-a** handshakes You can slide by me with the rest of them damn snakes Flakin' like paper while I'm takin' my life serious You talkin' and playin', your whole antenna's mystevious Claimin' that you got juice with an ultimate ??? But when the brother test you, murder and recieved no types of love You think you got game, with that favour to your brain? fu*k YA NAME!!! Stompin' the rut got yourself to blame I represent Castor - bring it to you live But cool and civilized, despise a n***a's livin' lies No alibi's I see the weakness in your eyes dun You wanna run? Plus ya scared to shoot a gun for fun You bust a couple of slugs off the rooftop My team, come and touch ya somethin', make ya crew drop My n***a ICE, twice as nice El Sadiq free sh** but platinum mics Chorus: Ice-T) It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! (Powerlord JEL) You wanna get live? Start scaubblin' with the bald-heads Callin' them family, told 'em nothin' but the feds That's the blue and red who be dead When the sunrise come six in the mornin'? I'm maxin' like a wiseguy Know the John Gotti but I'm f**in' up the body Everytime my poet thug at a party Ya wanna step to T, go through JEL first But remember where you see your homicide show rehearsed Check 'em tag-times like they do with a pencil No more solitary cause we mashin' in a Benzo Next who gettin' hitters talkin' sh** cause we bit 'em Seven Deadly Sinner, problem-atic-rhyme-spitter You a quitter - but I'mma bomb steady If I was out of slugs, look out for Machette From ear to ear homes, it's clear, you'll be bleedin' Not me motherf**er lifestyles I've been devin' Chorus: Ice-T) It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! It's either them or us, n***as that bust n***as that ride, n***as that'll k** for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound Hit a n***a dead in his wig - fu*k IT!! (Outro: Ice-T) Yeah, Ice-T n***a, El sadiq n***a JEL - Rhyme Poetic Mafia n***a You n***as really don't wanna get down Talk a lot of sh** but you don't wanna get down b**h-a**-n***as, hit a n***a dead in his wig fu*k IT!!! Seventh...