Wasteland Warriours
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Yeah
We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Got my niggas from St. Clair up in this motherfucker, nigga
P.O.D., my nigga Sin
We off to the ghetto, ghetto
Finna put this shit down like this, nigga
What if we slow this down?
Then either you would hear me out
Or niggas would fuck around
And say we tried to spray this down
Come in the funky town
That's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish fashion
Sho'nuff that's what they call us
My niggas is organized, they know when to unload
So when the world get funky jock
We gon' be ready to roll (Ready to roll)
Ain't startin' no static, see, we just out to get paid
But oh no, niggas heard the flow and wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off
It's cool if niggas diggin' your skills
But when they test, I'm disrespectin'
Make 'em feel this shit's real, nigga
I'm from the land where every nigga's plan is killin'
For the money, man
So we packin' and they don't understand
Them niggas rappin', but still they actin' like criminals
Feelin' they shit's cyclical
They don't know we're hittin' though
Oh no, no, can't let you go
When I pump, pump, pump, that .44 blow
You know we ain't playin'
H-Straight's another payday
Oh, gonna say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors
We stress, we stress, we stress
War could wreck my mind
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
Wasteland warriors
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
War could wreck my mind
You know what it is
What it's gotta be, ain't no stoppin' me
When I be droppin' the knees
Mo Thugs wanna slug from the front and back
Don't stop for the dub or gat, G
Hella poppin' at these weak deuces
Where your truce is?
Down to get loose, bitch, who's these stupid motherfuckers?
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause if a nigga be down to clown
And the first nigga step up gets shut down
You shoulda been checkin' my fuckin' style
That's how a killer do it in the T-Town
Or catch me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D
From the T to the A to the U to the D
You hoes ain't got more killers than me
So motherfuck what you speakin'
Bullets gon' get to reekin'
Wrapped up in white sheets
While your bullet holes still be leakin'
It's the season
For the season's all my motherfuckin' pain
While you lames be actin' strange
Boom to the bang, nigga insane
'Bout to rearrange this motherfuckin' figure
Knowin' damn well I'm a motherfuckin' killer
Nigga, by now, then I'm 'bout to get with ya
Just like Hitler, yellow cap peeler
Nine rounds, feeler
Motherfuck you and your mama, see ya
Fade 'em all with the blood dealer
Street sweeper, put your ass to sleep
War could wreck my mind
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
Wasteland warriors
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
War could wreck my mind
Rip, rip, rip, rip it
When I hit that quick, nigga, what you saw was half the war
When I'm rippin' your arm
Somebody listen, I'm on tour
Be up for the long call
Put a pistol in my palm and ball
Lip fluid runnin' through my palm
Start an end to dog wars
Really wanna call, call
Get a thug, and don't get in a fizzle
And it ain't no slippin' on
I'ma wreck your safety on that paper
Ready for war, y'all go, hell
And what if I got my peeps to flip in and bolt?
We'll go 'head and smoke 'em
Open the road, fill it up, get bucked up
Rid of me, fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm still runnin' in fast forward
On the roof with snakes, but I'ma get caught
In love, uh-huh, well, there she was
It's over and done
I'm thinkin' 'bout murder, get with the second gun
Better have your fun before you know it's over
And I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dead and get a judge and roll
Oh, shit, nowhere to run
Here come judgment day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the mix
I'm runnin' and chasin' and catchin' your set
Feelin' my statement, pay me
Gotta be goin' through the life
I snatch your life just like yesterday was
Type of bitch come around with someone
They get my violent revenge
You know I got hits to spit
Top tens every day
Count dividends and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like nigga, what?
I mean Mo Thug soldier boy
Like all of them niggas Mo Thugs employ
I'ma seek and destroy y'all wicked
This business, maybe
Nigga just gotta be real, baby, lately
Lay been dodgin' head shots
Keep all my people safe and out of the way
And you know it get greater later
So I continue grindin'
It's all about perfect timing, feel me?
It's all about perfect timing, hear me?
What's on my motherfuckin' mind is this
These player haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these motherfuckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin'
The number one assassin
War could wreck my mind
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
Wasteland warriors
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
War could wreck my mind
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
Wasteland warriors
Murder, murder, murder, murder-ma-murder-murder
Murder, murder, baby
Oh, gonna say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors
We stress, we stress, we stress
War could wreck my mind
Wasteland warriors
War could wreck my mind
Wasteland warriors
War could wreck my mind