Lock & Load
Bone Crusher
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Ready? A'ight Look here Niggas, been a long time comin' No more talk, f*ck this intro shit Start the music This right here, yeah Where the f*ck, nigga, ain't never f*ck niggas Tell 'em that don't wanna play this South shit, okay ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama My pistol's blarin', what? An' I'm not carin', tell 'em Because I'm ready for action These niggas think I'm playin' My Tec-9 be sprayin', what? So partner tell me what's happenin' These streets is real These niggas can't steal, what? For the jump out boys, when they drive by So if you're ready for it Smoke dro for it, tell 'em An' if you're hatin', f*ck nigga what's happenin' Adamsville, Watts, Westside, Decatur What's up? F*ck them niggas if they don't wanna claim this ATL Catch a hot shell, yeah My niggas know, what? Y'all some hoes If I see ya on the block nigga, I'll let you know What's it gonna be, tell 'I'm Tell me what you choose, tell 'I'm I claim this dirty muthafucka nigga win or lose Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on dem niggas So, what the f*ck Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on dem niggas So, what the f*ck Shawty, ya knows about me, tell 'em The streets is talkin', what? Da hostile takeover is comin' shortly They call me Crusher Tha mutliator Mr. Smack-a-bitchboy, I hate the fakers I got these hoods locked and load Just for killin' The South is takin' over, I see you tremblin' We keep 'em bouncin', what? Ain't nuthin' changed nigga, what? This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas Yes On da f*ck, nigga Surely it don't get no reala Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on them niggas So what the f*ck Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on them niggas So what the f*ck Ain't mad is ya? What? Then bring the pain, c'mon 'cause muthafucker ain't a damn thing changed I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man, tell 'em I'm still takin' An' stealin' An' scared to walk down your own block, man, what? An niggas in your hood is say you soft, man It's time the new regiment to start man T. I., tell 'em! Killa Mike, Pastor Troy, what? David Banner, tell 'em What's up boy, okay It's time for us to show the really real This down South nigga is so trill I put my fist in the f*ck nigga's grill An be talkin' bad 'bout where the f*ck I live An be talkin' bad 'bout where the f*ck I live Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on them niggas So what the f*ck Don't know my enemies, yo And lock and load my Calico And buck on them niggas So what the f*ck
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Written by: WAYNE JR. HARDNETT, JAMES ELBERT PHILLIPS, DAN BROWN
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