Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Bizzy:
I m ready for war.
Layzie:
My nigga nowMaje$tythese niggas is after memurder redrum
redrumredrum.
You niggas better expect retaliationfeel the playa hationyeahyou
the next to get droppedglock-glockreal niggas don t
stop. Poppopput em in the mudniggaand your body rott. Top
closin down on your casketswanna make these bastards
think we got mercyputtin in work since a nigga thirteensendin
niggas like yourself off in a hearsesee and I won t hesitate to
kill ya when I fill ya with a couple of my slugsfuckin with my
thugsand I m needin my lovenigga what? Bone niggas fin to
do a little damagetake over the planet with my daily torturesof
courseI m that nigga that s takin no shortssmokin on the
Newport. Your ghetto resourceand bitchyou wanna dig your own
ditchand hit you with levels beyond your control. My
mama never raised no punks or hoesjust realer niggascomin up
snatchin souls for dough. I know y all muthafuckas out
there somewhereain t nowhere to hidemakin muthafuckas feel the
vibe for lifein the midst of the twistI be down to ride
yeah.
Bizzy:
I m ready for war.
Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Bizzy:
I m a relent and infuriated that you hated and the pap papcan t fade
itwe stay heavily sedatedcomin now back upI m a
buckget shakin deeply dreamin about this dreamand my dad told
me he was ? dropped to the floor ...?... woman
wickedit was writtenI ll be runnin while turnin aroundand
blastin better buck emfuck emthen came backthem fools
didn t like that I was ready for more. Is that all you got? Heard the
Mack was talkin this and that about some of my incidents
said I smoke and snatchin purses you were vicinitynow told me
bitch clonin little Eazy s niggasso fuck youyou weren t
originalmono y mono ain t no subliminal. Heywhen a regime in
fatigues be ready to bleed even when they sleepthen catch
mecops. He must have seen. Thengonna catch your ass next weekend.
Bizzy:
I m ready for war.
Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Maje$ty:
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction. Abduction of lyrics
is the loss of lifelove and spiritscapital offensefour
generics lost in a prisonlieutenant overseein the barracks
checkin in. Mark-ass copycatincoherence is crucialsmokin hay
with conflicts that bite shit like microchips. I watched you ride the
rodeo straight to the bottomwhen your fate rottin bitch
when I spot em I m a drop em.
Layzie:
Surrounded by violencemy niggaI m outta thislive of a lifetime.
The shrink wanna get in my head cause I m amongst the
walkin dead. All I really said: if you niggas dont fledyou gonna
bleed bloody redand you shoot the spot and got gone
fuckin with the mastermind of all time. Let a nigga know we off in
our primeand it be that way til 1999--criminal minded.
Niggas been blindedlookin for a style like Bonebut can t see me
and just like Mikeeverybody wanna be mestudy every
move a nigga makin on T.V. Eazy duz itdo it easywhat it is#1
better check the score. Here we gonigga don t wanna fight
no morewhen I m ready for you hoeswe ll have to show.
Bizzy:
When the ghetto need meI ll be waited til the scripture pinch ya
little Ripsta kickin get criticaland I m seldom seen in the
Henessey ...?... zeroone of my heroesJesusblessed me to be
lethal with automaticlet you have ityou don t want to see
any evil. MuthafuckaI ll take it to the peoplethen I will meet you
at the funeral. Get em up. Bizzy Mafioso. No witness is
the usualfurthermoremurda moready with with gunsI ll serve you
hoes. When they callniggas hit the road and when they
get killedI m a get your soul.
Krayzie:
You thinkin I m slippin when niggas is itchin to rob me. Yesthey
want to give me bloody body--buckpumpin a couple of
slugs inside me. But I ll be damnedwe won if it comes to gunsand
astackin them thangs. All you gets none. Static s
automatic funwant some? Comecomecomeexecutionredrum-rum.
See what you see in my eyes--murdermurder
death defiedburnt alivefriedwhen they die. No one was able to
find them cause there bodies went up in a fire. Fuck they
familytry to creepbut you think I m asleep cause I m pumpin
beats. Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my
seatyeah. Shoot em up quick in a minute and within a minuteyou
already suckasI bet that you bent it. We sent it. I ll attest
for the murder. Real shit--we dealt it. You thought you was flippin
you got KO d. Ring-a-ling-a-lingget that ass up outta
there. The undisputed thugs-n-harmonyproved itkicked a couple a
niggas assesgotta take confrontationsstill blasted
locked in the state penetentarybut dogthat ain t shitbetter make
your money babyand pick up a couple of guns on the side
so when you rideand you get highdon t let haters run up.

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