[ ] I got some killers on the payroll, and know When time to handle business, nigga, lay low
[ Bossi ] Money to double, still in the struggle, to my hustle We all back like maniacs with broke knuckles mo' trouble cause now we seein you niggas Paint a vivid-ass picture, Boss spittin the Nigga, I'm Bossi, Bosslin turned to cash fiend I straight pop and drink gasoline what, I'm too sick for y'all Tatted with dragons till I fall, givin dick to In this pitfall I'm on the for mine My people choose a life of crime, pistol-pushin nines On the payroll, apply the when we say so My troops turn wacko, shoot through backdo' My life real, a man die slow And I still can't sleep, sweatin bullets fo' So don't push me, Boss is one cookie My team Regime, pumpin them shots out a
[ Mad Max ] Who down to rock the murder plot of a cop killer Drop niggas, spillin they brains, rollin hot niggas Rot with a club to your face for to rock with us Straight up, get razorblade-cut for fuckin us Regime superiors, Max Ju spit rhymes, strip interior Rippin your shit imperial, niggas' material My crew ain't fearin ya, Mad Max the High Priest I got some real muthafuckas behind me And I be obviously on top of With the Regime I'm too clean, it a murder scene Glocks and murder beam, ain't never heard of me Burnin em to the degree, leavin niggas in the infirmary for recoupin, still choosin your brain, stupid The Dragon recruited niggas for thug music So peep game and next time you my name Be prepared for incoming the heat of the flame
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[ N9ne ] Killer number one, I'm back up in this bitch with Yukmeez On the payroll so I spray those foes, make you get on your For the pesos Tech N9na ???? great holes these You stay yellin you'se a merely for the cheese, nigga please Awfully sick, he tryin to fuck, so off his dick floss and he blitzed, molotow in his lips Tossin his in a box of chocolates and walk in his ship Talk to his bitch and whisper (he loved you) softer to (He bows down) You get N9ne ???? (We wild now) You wanna rewind mine, I'm prime Qwest Records tryin to a nigga back So I ???? Saafir and me ???? get his shit back Off with their heads, let hang high Caught in beds, let it ???? die Tech Neen, I'm a fiend for strings by Mike For the green I damage spleens, I scream "Regime!"
[ LQ ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a crips With a A.K.'s and a thousand clips No 50 Cent can come to and rob nobody Cause gees catch and send his ass back a body Young lay ya down regardless who you are Shit, we make a livin out of extortin you Robbin you for your jewelry, you out your cars a plague, I rob before I beg But you don't me to score, times are hard broke but you're scared to steal and break a law You need not worry 'bout me, I it raw A hustler with a cause, flippin paper, gotta I had to before I walked but now I'm standin tall on em Lookin down on em, 'bout to my balls on em It's time for platinum minin, grindin Right when suckers ???? start declinin
[ Matic ] Yuk me on part 2 Regime Brick City mobbin when we come through Nigga, the got it sowed up, spots get blowed up Funk Doc, Don, yo, them niggas even showed up As I rolled up, the nine get load up For the hold-up, the new we fold up drugs, niggas' mouths get taped up Kids get draped up and bitch up-slapped the up Then I up all clothes, jewels and paper You got 'cash money', but you wanna run the safe, ha? Nigga, don't play dumb, I'm steady gettin from those that hold up Used to drink tea, now my shit robust Now hold up, car up It was 12 in a two-door Toyota We splatter over crack cocaine In the court we still to pay Judge Mills Lane Nigga, not a question My uzi a ton, 'll have you undressin Like you was down on Western Killers on the payroll, pockets swoll Hearts cold, that's why we's on payroll
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Life, niggas Thug Life Thug Regime Life,
[ ] Now where them toy soldiers at? There they go, right Get them bitches, kill them niggas, there they go, it Where them toy soldiers at? There they go, right Keep them bitches, kill them niggas, there go, watch it Get that rapper, wanna-be actor Fake non-playin Basketball nigga that got dropped from the I spit in face and slap ya, boy a .38 kidnap ya, boy Ductape and ya, boy ???? and ya, boy Lascerate and ya, boy ya, boy, I hate Master P like Pastor Troy Shame on nigga for tryin to steal a name from a nigga Ice Cream Man put to a nigga I figured by now that nigga done been broke off some scrilla for stealin that But until I'm killin that bitch All you got is Snoop Dogg and Mystikal in your And all them other muthafuckas are Mystikal-in your click You're still in this shit, "Fuck Yuk, I ain't his shit' But you too, you fell off and I'm still in this bitch Willing to rip the fuckin off a villain that's sick My raps burn like ghonorrhea, need penicillin to The Thug Lord, Ayatollah, the flame tired in the game, make em retire again Fuck gold, fuck platinum, nigga, I did that In '95 and '96, so what you did shit Niggas go triple platinum, nigga, do amazin shit Some eyebrow-risin shit and quit hatin, ya How the fuck you a mack when you down hoes? At give a bad-ass bitch a bloody nose Nigga, the studio in I put you on in '84 You was a crackhead in dirty-ass clothes with flows muthafucka out livin on skid row Nigga, you from L.A., you even from the Big O This them bitch-ass niggas gon' get theirs You swingin from my balls, why you down there smell my dick Ya And Dru Down, the real Mack of the Year, ya nigga that, huh
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Life, nigga Ya bitch!