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    Krayzie Bone / Lyrics

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    "The War Iz On" Lyrics

    Krayzie Bone feat. Layzie Bone, Snoop Dogg and Kurupt

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    We so thuggish ruggish
    (The motherfucking war iz on)
    You better suit up and do like Krayzie Bone
    'Cause the motherfucking war iz on
    What you gon' do, what you gon' do, do?

    Say nigga we marching, stompin' in the big black boots
    With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot
    Running with the AK 47
    Niggas trying to survive they ain't trying to go to heaven

    Motherfuckers shooting, they ain't even asking questions
    It's these young ass niggas, they straight up thugged out
    They killas like that little soldier boy
    'Cause we livin' in the killin' field

    Tombstone soldier rest in peace a real warrior
    Nigga been ready for war we are
    The motherfuckers on the street with the heat
    Knockin' them hoes off they feet

    Say boy it's a jungle out there
    Get a couple casualties every year
    The goal is to stay alive
    The mission is to make money

    The enemy, the police
    We gotta bust back at 'em make some
    Motherfucking examples out them assholes
    We're not even concerned strike a match drop it on the gas

    And let the motherfucker burn, burn, burn, baby, burn
    Army strategic and I pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
    I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
    Behind that bush and when they roll by

    We jump out the bush make a push
    Bstin' why they runnin' buckin' everything comin' murda
    Y'all ain't said nothin'
    Got a couple of niggas for that

    Stay strapped from the front to the back
    And the extra clip off in my jacket
    So when I run out I restack it and pap it some more
    We ready for war

    So what nigga, pull your gun
    That's exactly how we play
    Screaming bloody murda mo all day
    The buckshots spray daily all day

    Money makes murders sex lies crimes fo-fives
    Nines heaters jackers killa
    Cap pealers and drug dealers
    Snitches snakes bitches fakes

    Bad breaks and heartaches
    Give and take shake and bake
    Boy, I gots to stack my plate
    Bad news travels fast

    Real mashers always mask
    Give a dog a bone send him on he bound
    To come home with some cash
    Get you shit'stack your chips, tuck your heat watch that bitch

    She might be cute but listen here
    My nigga that don't mean shit
    Duck and dodge camouflage
    My entourage is way in charge

    Krayzie Bone and Dog Capone
    Yeah, you know the war is on
    Break a bitch shoot a snitch
    Fuck a trick get your grip

    Smoke, some dank pass some drank
    And get off into this gangsta shit
    Laying fools down Dog Pound Bone Thugs on love
    And we banging from the streets to the club

    So what nigga, pull your gun
    That's exactly how we play
    Screaming bloody murda mo all day
    The buckshots spray daily all day

    Check it out
    Gangstas hoes, I suppose
    Dip and dash cock and blast
    Kurupt and Snoop Krayzie Daz

    Layzie blazing up the hash
    G'd as fuck gangstafied
    High as the sky gangsta for life
    Fuck a bitch hit a switch

    Gangstas drop that gangsta shit
    I'm a G, DPG, DPGC, O.G. DP
    Ride on niggas blast on niggas
    Dip and put the smash in niggas

    It's a war It's a war
    (There's a war going on)
    When the was pop off where the fuck you gon be
    In the front or the back city under attack

    Every nigga from the nine nine front line
    Marchin' with a tech nine nigga, where my thugz at
    If you scared go to church motherfucker
    Matter fact while you at it say a prayer for me

    I'm prepared to heat, heat a nigga in the streets
    With a goddamn beat my heat lose to me
    Khakis suits and fatigues
    Nigga dressed to kill

    Nigga, yes, I will put a slug in you
    Nigga what you wanna do
    Cause I'm ready to shoot
    And my high tech boots got me feeling bulletproof

    I'm a superman nigga GI Joe
    Like the wind blowing through a niggas area
    More dead enemies I count up the merrier
    And you ain't heard no collaboration scarier

    I'm a walkin' nightmare and I'm born to die
    It's a war goin' on what's happening
    If you disrespecting my family
    I'll be hell to tell the captain

    Fuck all you playa haters and you po-pos
    Fuck all you politicians this war
    Dedication to the criminal nation
    Let the real thugs even the score

    So what nigga, pull your gun
    That's exactly how we play
    Screaming bloody murda mo all day
    The buckshots spray daily all day
    This song was submitted on June 4th, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Anthony Henderson, Calvin Broadus, Ricardo Brown, Steve Pageot, Steven Howse.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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