Souljah Boy - Wasteland Warriors lyrics

[Krayzie] (Talking) Yeah, got my n***as from St. Clair up in this muthaf**a, n***a P.O.D.'d, my n***a, Sin Fin to put this sh** down like this, n***a (We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...) What if we slowed it down? Then, n***a, you would hear me I know n***as would f** around And say we tried to steal your style Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us My n***as is older, now, so they know when to unload So, when them funky, funky jump me Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll) It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid But, oh no, n***as heard the flow And wanted a piece of the cake It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get sk**s But when kept on disrespectin' Make 'em think we sh**'s real, n***a I'm from the Land where every n***as plan And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin' And they don't understand them n***as rappin' But still they actin' like criminals ? reciprocal They don't know it, even though Oh, no, no, can't let you go When I pop pop pop (pop, pop) That funk'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday Oh, gotta say f** all y'all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed [Krayzie] (Layzie) Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) War corruptin' my mind [Souljah Boy] You know it is, what it's gotta be Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin' And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these Where your troops is down to get loose, b**h Sue these stupid muthaf**as Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus Cause the n***as be down for the count And the first n***a step up, get shut down You shouldna been takin' my f**in' style That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town Arrest me on the rebound It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G You hoes ain't got mo' k**as than me So muthaf** what you's thinkin' Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet While your bullethole still be bleedin' But here's the reason for the season's on my muthaf**in' bank Why you lame, be actin' strange? Boom to bangs, n***a insanes Out to rearrange this muthaf**in' figure Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthaf**in' k**a n***a, bow down, and I'm outta your picture Just might k**a, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller We done muthaf** you And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater Streetsweeper get your a** deceased [Krayzie] Warriors ride Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind [Bizzy] Rip quick to k** ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick n***a, what you saw We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ? And they call war, ready for the cause Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break Your face be on that table, ready for more Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up And your luck get f**ed-up, ready me buck buck buck I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ? Thinkin' me bloody get with the ? And roll but I had gun before you knows Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll [Layzie] Aw, sh**! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day Let's make these jealous b**hes pay, uh-huh I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ? Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be? Come and roll with this #l n***a in my 500 Benz You know I got ends to spend, top ten ? Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real Attitude like, ''n***a, what?'' And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em n***as Mo Thug employ in my city Destroy y'all, how wicked is this? It may be, n***a just gotta keep real, baby, lately Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe And outta the way And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin' It's all about perfect timin', feel me It's about perfect timin', hear me What's on my muthaf**in' mind in this: These playa haters got me pissed, b**h But let me get my gauge Leatherface, go get your mask We gon' blast and roll on these muthaf**in' n***as Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assa**in [Krayzie] (Layzie) Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder Murder, murder, murder, play, play) War corruptin' my mind [Krayzie] Oh, gotta say f** all y'all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed We stressed, we stressed War corruptin' my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin' my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin' my mind