The War is On

Intro

We so thuggish-ruggish...the muthafuckin' the war is on. you better suit up and

Do like krayzie bone

Cuz the muthafuckin' war is on. whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do, gon' do?

Krayzie

Say nigga we march, stompin' in the big black boots with my niggas in the

Fatigue suits/ ready to shoot, runnin' with the ak-47

Niggas tryin' to survive, they ain't tryin' to go to heaven/ muthafuckers

Shootin', they ain't even askin' questions

It's these young-ass niggas/ they straight up thugged-out/ they killas that lil'

Soldier, boy, cuz we livin' in the killin' field

Tombstone, soldier/ rest in peace/ a real warrior/ niggas been ready for war/ we

Are the muthafuckers on the streets with the

Heat, knockin' the hoes off they feet/ say boy, it's a jungle out there/ get a

Couple casualties every year/ the goal is to stay

Alive/ the mission is to make money/ the enemy; the police/ we gotta bust back

At 'em, make some muthafuckin' examples

Out them assholes/ we're not even concerned/ strike a match, drop it on the gas,

And let the muthafucker burn...

Baby burn/ army's strategic, and I pledge allegiance to the 12-gauge mossberg/

I'm that nigga, mr. sawed-off leather face

Gotta big gun in your face/ behind that bush/ and when they roll by nigga, we

Jump out the bush and make a push/ bustin'

Why they runnin'? buckin' everything, comin', murda/ y'all ain't said nothing/

Got a couple of niggas for that, stay strapped

From the front to the back/ and the extra clip off in my jacket so when I run

Out I restack it and pap it some more

We ready for war

-refrain-

So, what? nigga, pull your gun, that's exactly how we play, screamin' bloody

Murder mo all day

The buckshots spray daily, all day

Snoop dogg

Money makes murders, sex, lies, crimes, fo'-fives, nines, heaters, jackers,

Killas, cap-pealers, and drug dealers/ snitches,

Snakes, bitches, fakes, bad brakes and heartaches/ give and take, shake and

Bake/ boy, I got to stack my plate

Bad news; it travels fast, and real mashers always mash/ give a dog a bone, send

Him on; he bound to come home with some

Cash/ get your shit, stack your chips, tuck your heat, and watch that bitch/ she

Might be cute, but listen here my nigga

That don't mean shit/ duck and dodge, camouflage, my entourage is way in charge/

Krayzie bone and dogg capone

Yeah, you know the war is on/ break a bitch, shoot a snitch, fuck a trick/ get

Your grip, smoke some dank, pass some drink

And get off into this gangsta shit/ we havin' bread, breakin bread/ nigga listen

To what I said/ tuck my heat, keep it close

Just in case you think I'm playin/ layin' fools down, dogg pound, bone thugs,

One love

And we bangin' from the streets to the clubs

-refrain-

Kurupt

Check it out: gangstas, hoes, I suppose, dip and dash, cock and blast/ kurupt

And snoop, krayzie, daz, layzie blazin' up the

Hash/ g'd as fuck, gangsta-fy high as the sky, gangsta for life/ fuck a bitch,

Hit a switch, gangstas drop that gangsta shit

I'm a g, dpg, dpgc, o.g. dp/ ride on niggas, blast on niggas, dip and put the

Smash on niggas

Layzie

It's a war...there's a war goin' on...

When the war pop off, where the fuck you gon' be? in the front or the back? city

Under attack; every nigga from the 99

Front line, marchin' with a tech 9/ nigga, where my thugs at? if you scared, go

To church/ muthafucker, matter of fact

While you at it, say a prayer for me/ I'm prepared to heat, heat a nigga in the

Streets with a gotdamn beat/ my heat close to me

Khaki suits and fatigues, nigga dressed to kill/ nigga, yes, I will put a slug

In you/ nigga, what you wanna do

Cuz I'm ready to shoot? and my high-tech boots got me feelin' bulletproof/ I'm a

Superman/ nigga, g.i. joe/ like the wind

Blowin' throu a nigga' area/ more dead enemies I count up the merrier/ and you

Ain't heard no collaboration scarier

I'm a walkin' nightmare, and I'm born to die/ if the war goin' on, whats

Happenin'? if you disrepectin' my family; it'll be hell to

Tell the captain/ fuck all you playa haters and you po-pos/ fuck all you

Politicians/ this' war/ dedication to the criminal nation

Let the real thugs even the score

-refrain-