Buckshot

Buckshot - War zone lyrics

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(feat. Rock, 5 Ft. Accelerator (Black Moon))

[Buckshot:]

Got a call one late night from my nigga Thor

Tellin me Buckshot get ready prepare for war

On the streets I peep em in the swarm technique

So me and my peoples swarm wit heat

When this beef rule number one is dont panic

In the situation where niggas got automatics

And they bustin off

Im about to toss a couple of shots

And bust back at niggaz in parking lots

Even though its dark I know they comin for me

Slowly like a slow leak water dummy

Is you gone bust or is you gone hesitate

Gwone hesitate my niggaz bust and never wait

Nigga its on the war zone set to be loose

In a couple of minutes put the gun inside your goose

[Rock:]

We got adeen souljahs runnin wit us

Either run wit us or run into us

Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door

Boy you asked for it you want beef well heres waaaar

[5Ft:]

Take a closer look at who ya see

No its not a mirage its the Five F-T

Finally here to make my mark

Rhymes in out of the dark in my fatigue wit the dutch

Spark still not

Givin a fuck pull in again and make you do a semi to a tuck

What now your funeral parlor is packed

Everybody vestin on back

All your peoples ready to react

But they not ready for war

Another rest in peace sign blessin your mans name on the side wall

Last man stands last mans to make the call

First man plans first man stand and brawl

And plus Im aiming at yall

Forever bringin in the dominant at 5 foot tall

[Rock:]

We got adeen shorties runnin wit us

Either run wit us or run into us

Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door

Boy you asked for it you want beef well heres waaaar

[Buckshot:]

Through the dusty wind

I must be in

At night move-a quickly on your new mission

Cold-hearted motherfuckers started actin up

Wanna step to Buck load up and get my face cut

For what, a couple of props

Niggas wanted a couple of shots

And dead off the whole block

And put the static up another notch

But peep them fake niggaz by the flocks

They never bust glocks

They front first

Before my niggaz ask you what you want first we bust first

Too many niggaz thirst

Streets aim at me

Bitches throw game at me its a war inside my head but I stay nappy

And my mind-set said to blow

Cuz if the streets is watching, Ima let the streets know

I live by the rule

The rule-a regulate the street survival

Live by the street bible

Guerilla tactics move swiftly through the trees

Fuckin up the head of my enemies

[Rock:]

We got adeen thugs runnin wit us

Either run wit us or run into us

Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door

Boy you asked for it, you wanted beef well heres waar

We got my MFC wit us

Either run wit we or run into us

Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door

Boy you asked for it, you want beef well heres waar

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