Album : Art Of War
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Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Triple platinum, nigga, digga and still thuggin' with
The roughest muthafuckas in my city and a nigga wonder
How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga
That's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya? No

I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47, shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, oh, my
But check it out, though

I done made enough money to buy my ghetto
A lot of weapons, y'all and I made it, takin' out my weed
Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor
When a nigga wanna act up, nigga, figure, I'm quiet

Then he look at my sawed-off's and they figure
They can try me like a muthafucka
Won't swang back or somethin' or even pull a nine
Out my jacket and start dumpin', fuck 'em

I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate
And say that we ain't true to what we say but then again
When you see us on the street and playa hate
We bang them fuckin' brains, we bang them brains

But then we switch subject and fuck with them
Clones that suck the thug dick, run around foul
Tellin' people we stole your style, muthafucka
We ain't never been in your town

It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals
So here we go, got a gun, should I buck 'em on down
Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?

Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy
Wish and flesh? I'm so full anguish, gotta style so cold
Everybody and their mama wanna claim it
But they can't get the hang of it, yeah

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold
I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time
That they shot a nigga straight to the temple done
A little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'

Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em
Time from time and again, here to pick all that know
With the bone, it's a party everyday, so say, mo'
And it's still this strong to brain

I hop on the phone with the homies to see
What's happenin' in the hood, it's all good
Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep
In they own cut but they gon' sacks sellin' for life

If you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em
And leave 'em naggin' for the sake of come up, yeah
Takin' ends and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah

We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it
I thank 'em and hope for respect 'cause shit
He got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst
Of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin'

Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug
And they thought that I bruise easily come
They go through this little, spin 'em
Most of what goes around, comes around, ooh

Bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna
Test us to the chest, flesh buck, buck
Haters guess with a gun, they change
In a whole new muthafuckin' attitude

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Nigga, let me in, double glock and never about to change, man
To the temple, I aim and claim to gain control, fin to rid your soul
Creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that
Yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know

Got a nation of my niggas out to back me
Got another nation, killas out to try to jack me
Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull?
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair, true, you lose, you lose

Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction
They down with the puffin', the passin', lookin' for some action
Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse
If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps

I'm a give a little game in this world that
We livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me
You get it how you take it but the only way
You'll make it, givin' peace to the G O D, your Lord

And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit
Because the hater's gonna hate and then the real
It's gon' feel but I bet that after all of y'all fall
That the faker's gonna perish in the fire

Dip and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped
With the ruger on my hip with the infrared beam
And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California
Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean, yeah

So quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with KB
We gonna take a little journey around the world
And see what we see, any y'all niggas comin' with me?
So, come on

Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the bone
Bite the bone, didn't a muthafucka say, I'm wrong?' Well, I get down
For mine, for my nine and blow, we shoot 'em up, buck, yeah
Strange we erupt on playa hation, anybody hatin'? Erase 'em

And biters, every time I see you on TV, it makes me feel good
'Cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we
We gotta get paid good, nigga, don't shit come for free
In this land of poverty, bone in harmony, we hungry
Since it's all about money, give bone a little bit of that evil money

Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve
Top of line in my Benz, should I let 'em spin on all of y'all?
Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?
Everything we write, I swear, it's all original
Niggas mad at bone because we be all original

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now   Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now      Triple platinum, nigga, digga and still thuggin' with   The roughest muthafuckas in my city and a nigga wonder   How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga   That's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya? No      I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine   'Cause I got an AK-47, shootin' trey-O times   You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, oh, my   But check it out, though      I done made enough money to buy my ghetto   A lot of weapons, y'all and I made it, takin' out my weed   Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor   When a nigga wanna act up, nigga, figure, I'm quiet      Then he look at my sawed-off's and they figure   They can try me like a muthafucka   Won't swang back or somethin' or even pull a nine   Out my jacket and start dumpin', fuck 'em      I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate   And say that we ain't true to what we say but then again   When you see us on the street and playa hate   We bang them fuckin' brains, we bang them brains      But then we switch subject and fuck with them   Clones that suck the thug dick, run around foul   Tellin' people we stole your style, muthafucka   We ain't never been in your town      It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals   So here we go, got a gun, should I buck 'em on down   Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?      Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy   Wish and flesh? I'm so full anguish, gotta style so cold   Everybody and their mama wanna claim it   But they can't get the hang of it, yeah      Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now   Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now      Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold   I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time   That they shot a nigga straight to the temple done   A little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'      Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em   Time from time and again, here to pick all that know   With the bone, it's a party everyday, so say, mo'   And it's still this strong to brain      I hop on the phone with the homies to see   What's happenin' in the hood, it's all good   Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep   In they own cut but they gon' sacks sellin' for life      If you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em   And leave 'em naggin' for the sake of come up, yeah   Takin' ends and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah      We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it   I thank 'em and hope for respect 'cause shit   He got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst   Of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin'      Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug   And they thought that I bruise easily come   They go through this little, spin 'em   Most of what goes around, comes around, ooh      Bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna   Test us to the chest, flesh buck, buck   Haters guess with a gun, they change   In a whole new muthafuckin' attitude      Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now      Nigga, let me in, double glock and never about to change, man   To the temple, I aim and claim to gain control, fin to rid your soul   Creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that   Yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know      Got a nation of my niggas out to back me   Got another nation, killas out to try to jack me   Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull?   Fool, try to jack a St. Clair, true, you lose, you lose      Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction   They down with the puffin', the passin', lookin' for some action   Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse   If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps      I'm a give a little game in this world that   We livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me   You get it how you take it but the only way   You'll make it, givin' peace to the G O D, your Lord      And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit   Because the hater's gonna hate and then the real   It's gon' feel but I bet that after all of y'all fall   That the faker's gonna perish in the fire      Dip and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped   With the ruger on my hip with the infrared beam   And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California   Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean, yeah      So quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with KB   We gonna take a little journey around the world   And see what we see, any y'all niggas comin' with me?   So, come on      Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the bone   Bite the bone, didn't a muthafucka say, I'm wrong?' Well, I get down   For mine, for my nine and blow, we shoot 'em up, buck, yeah   Strange we erupt on playa hation, anybody hatin'? Erase 'em      And biters, every time I see you on TV, it makes me feel good   'Cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we   We gotta get paid good, nigga, don't shit come for free   In this land of poverty, bone in harmony, we hungry   Since it's all about money, give bone a little bit of that evil money      Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve   Top of line in my Benz, should I let 'em spin on all of y'all?   Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?   Everything we write, I swear, it's all original   Niggas mad at bone because we be all original      Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now   Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now      Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now   Better not be so quick test us   'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now   Better not be so quick test us
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