Intro/chorus: all
goes out to my magnum force When we lay a nigga out they come and him off May the force be me and if not our fault For life, fuck alla
Yo you can't manage (manage this) the bomb scandalous From here to los angeles, ruckus the random shit But can you get, with the nigga tall manuscript Man you shit, all up in your pants when the cannon Man I flip, on niggaz for no reason Squeezin shots at you heathens, to you from breathin When the come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr See we are the niggaz out that's on your tv pah So when you greet me pah, better your fuckin shit straight Your fifth make, move, I think your shit fake You fishcake, whatever the fuck dictate The shit great, higher than made by rick lake You'll eight, shots at them niggaz who be fuckin with International irrational got you ruckus bitch of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin shit Peep the etiquette of a nigga known for settin shit
[rustee When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, seagulls V.o., novacainin my sufferin the strugglin Easin the agony, postponin the Smoke some weed, blank out my memory my every motion, cautious coastin I see the blue and white scopin, slowly Eyeballin me and my sons, like we the With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last So they can get rocks off, sound they glocks off Light my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz bump off Drunk from red scotch, got a dead Jamaicans in the dread spot'll a fed top a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock Hit the swats with a cinder off the rooftop Regulatin, motherfuckers on this side Bitches ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes
Keep on talkin get more than your style rammed up You see me? don't say shit pink panther You talk too like run'n'them and your breath smell like pampers Get knocked the out by dr. david banner Dj at the bar be act like got dandruff Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and they hands up You know this man's ruff, so my man could do stand up So who wanna battle? learn you some manners, God damn ya You niggaz make me as cancer, I slam ya Whole crew of emcees, dj's and dancer Half-steppers can't run, catch a tantrum Teared a new hamstrung, I stick for ransom ? again now they got front, I slap cats at your egos you too gassed off the mylanta Take dough and hoe and dissapear like the phantom Send her back pullin her hands up, the m.f.c. anthem Man dem, strong like samson, and jux Cause I'm that nigga rock from heltah plus I'm handsome But scrape that, handguns, my crew sorta bananas Like plantains, any boo-yaa your answer
Aiyyo I'm movin through this life shit with the fam I got My triple r rated niggaz steady blowin up You think not it's little rock we shots at your car And leave you stretched in your ride these fake rap stars
This right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin All that panickin'll get your ran up in I can't stand it when mc's get ramblin Have crews abandon them from that my cannon send In this land of sin they break fool for the chips Over jewels and whips pack my tool and my
So when we start to bust on y'all, niggaz assume The straight, dead position my lead go boom Embeddin tune, all into your fuckin doom We move through these evil steady holdin chrome
My rep stay mashin, big up my thugs on ? Forever gat everytime we see the cops passin Your team is has-beens, gaspin the ass slashin The repz baby, time for action,
* "what's" by various bccers *
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Throw y'all fingers up in the air Say, "fuck niggaz, we don't care!" is bon jov', oh oh We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh Niggaz think they fuckin with my magnum when we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off May the force be me and if not our fault For life, fuck y'all Hehehehe, see Slogan is made of force be me Not our You can't fuck with that? you all is bon jov'..