13.World War
World war.
This is combat. i don't think these niggas really know. this
shit is for
Real--this is not a game. so all my real muthafuckin' thugs get
the fuck up, and put your guns in the muthafuckin' air, and bust
the muthafuckas like you just don't care, and fuck the
muthafucki
Lice, and kill all the muthafuckin' enemies!
Nigga, come a little closer let me show you a ho. what's up
bitch？ we can roll. anybody wanna fuck with me？ 'cause i'm down
to fuck back with you. what you wanna do, huh, huh？ you say
wanna figh
Come fight us. we do it 'cause its real--fuck a title. it's all
about survival, dedicate it to my rivals. and you could die a
ho. what they talk about？ bone thugs ran？ nigga, we never ever
run
No man, and fear none.
If you see their click, then niggas, get the big guns. pop one,
split 'em up. bet the bitch run. he said he came to get some;
nigga, he ain't really want none. don't let them suckas fool ya.
bus
out. that dumb shit comin' out your mouth'll get you nothin' but
a rematch. why these niggas gotta lie？ they can't stand up and f
He facts？ nigga your head got cracked. we heard what they
said--said that my niggas fled. but y'all niggas know what's up.
what？ y'all wanna shed more blood？ shit, then come on.
World war.
Now you know, now you know. now you know . . . nigga, bet our
niggas comin' to bring the pain. better get your hard-hat. nigga
protect your brain. get a gun and bang-bang. tell me when you
reall
Na battle, my nigga. we can handle that any way you want to
handle static. nigga, thugstyle, buckwild. some tear-up-the-club
shit？ whatever, drop down. when the bullets get to jumpin'
around the
A haters on the ground bleedin'. the 9-millimeter hit 'em and he
drop like, 'who could it be？' your life has been took--no, not
by the bullet, but the nigga with the heater.
I'm trigger happy. i'll be in demand, i'm in command. so let's
move, and you know what the enemy look like. they clones that
look and sound like bone. give a muthafucka more than
speedknots. and
He run up to get punked, give a nigga lumps. y'all niggas ain't
mobsters, 'cause if it was the mob nigga, somebody would've been
shot ya. but we can get the whole cru： krayzie, layzie, bizzy, w
And flesh. bone too strong for niggas to hold on, to keep up.
but i see ya still wanna be us. no matter who was claimin' it
not r
For war.
World war.
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