Heated Heavy

Leatherface, let 'em die...shoot 'em...

Shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they

Move (move, move)

Intro

Runnin' with the ak-47, watch 'em all fall dwn, down (1, 2, 3, 4; dead)

Runnin' with the ak-47, come on what's up with y'all now (what's up with y'all

Now)

-refrain-

Runnin' with the ak-47 buckin', heated heavy/ nigga love the way I wet 'em when

I get up in 'em

Krayzie

Runnin' with the ak-47/ buckin', heated heavy, bustin' niggas in the belly/ then

I follow with the

.357 and then the automatic tech'll get 'em/ niggas love the way I wet 'em when

I get up in 'em

Hit 'em, and I really meant to split 'em/ put these niggas on they ass like a

Overdose of penicillin

Murda, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ we got a coffin that'll fit you in it/

The bullets come with it

Heard a nigga 'posed to be on the stalk/ so now we takin' caution when we walk/

A lot of niggas can

Talk, they better not be actin'/ nigga better show me some affirmative action/

Cuz I'm a take it

Maybe more/ comin' throu blastin'/ an innocent nigga; you try to run and go

Back/ cuz nigga,

That crossfire's no lie/ your muthafuckin' bullets fly by me blind/ it's a hell

Of a war so muthafucker

Bring it on, bitch/ hell yeah, we been ready for the longest/ who you gonna come

With? yes

We sinnin', so maybe to die; we gotta be ready (ready) got into the game just a

Lil' too deep (too

Deep) now muthafuckers on the creep and I can't sleep until my enemies rest in

Peace, rest in peace

-refrain-

(murda mo! it's that bloody murda mo!)

Krayzie

Yeah, stackin' the artillery shop/ then get the enemy and fuck up the cops/ this

Shit'll kill 'em on the

Spot/ throw 'em in the lake/ right off of the rocks and get the fuck away/ don't

Get caught

You better hurry, nigga/ g-o for what you n-o/ so ho, come on/ nigga, wanna see

If it's real

We got promos/ stack 'em and tag 'em with the 44 magnum/ get 'em inside 'em, hit

The spine

Paralyze 'em/ listen to the pistol when it whistles, spittin' many missles,

Splittin' niggas to the gristle

Hit 'em in the middle of the forehead/ is the muthafuckin' ho dead? oh, yeah!

Reload it! m-11

9 millimeters up in the front; pump stuck, when we jump out to run; they in the

Trunk/ I told you

Right up under my seat I keep heat/ you playin' me? don't forget, it's right

Next to my feet

Never know what I'm a pull out and shoot when I reach, and y'all ain't leavin'

The scene without bleedin';

Stick it to 'em/ nigga, give it to 'em however they want it/ bring it to us, and

It's brung back/ trust us

-refrain-

(murda mo! it's that bloody murda mo!)

Krayzie

Who you gonna fuck with? thugline? now it's the end of the song and I drunk the

Whole bottle

I been fuckin' with the killa liquor/ sippin' hennessey/ and I got me the pin to

See the fuckin' enemy

That wanna put me deep/ paranoid when I'm in the streets; bulletproof, but they

Can get me

Underneath or in the upper h-e-a-d/ and I don't wanna be another casualty-ty so

I got to be much

Quicker to release/ screamin' bloody murder/ makin' muthafuckers eat the

Mossburger/ undertaker

Nigga, take 'em under to the wasteland/ leather face up in the place/ you better

Pin a nigga

Crazy? krayzie/ never mistake me for these lames that be fakin', playa hatin',

Concentratin'/ so we

Eliminate and we erase 'em, erase 'em, yes we erase 'em, erase 'em, erase 'em,

Yes we erase 'em

Outro

If you wanna get fucked up, nigga wanna get bucked up (jump); buck...{shot}