Wasteland Warriors lyrics

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Send "Wasteland Warriors" Ringtone to your Cell Krayzie: Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga. P.O.D.`d, my nigga, Sin, fin to put this shit down like this, nigga. [We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto . . .] What if we slowed it down? Then, nigga, you would hear me. I know niggas would fuck around and say we tried to steal your style. Come on to funky town, that`s where we gets the rawest, thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho` nuff, that`s what they call us. My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload. So, when them funky, funky jump me, gon` be ready to roll [ready to roll]. It`s part of no static, see, we just out to get paid, but, oh no, niggas heard the flow and wanted a piece of the cake. It kinda pissed me off that (?) figured they could get skills, but when kept on disrespectin`, make `em think we shit`s real, nigga. I `m from the Land where every niggas plan and schemin` for the money, man, so we packin`, and they don`t understand them niggas rappin` but still they actin` like criminals. (?) reciprocal, they don`t know it, even though. Oh, no, no, can`t let you go. When I pop pop pop [pop, pop], that funk`ll gon` blow you away. Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday. Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all. Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed. Warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] Wasteland warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] War corruptin` my mind. Souljah Boy: You know it is, what it`s gotta be, ain`t no stoppin` me when I be droppin`, and these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back, don`t stop, but the Double Glock they don`t look out for these where your troops is down to get loose, bitch, sue these stupid muthafuckas, don`t make me huff and puff and start some ruckus, `cause the niggas be down for the count, and the first nigga step up, get shut down. You shouldna been takin` my fuckin` style that`s how we still gon` do it in the C-Town, arrest me on the rebound. It`s the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G. You hoes ain`t got mo` killas than me, so muthafuck what you`s thinkin`, brothas don`t hit, they`re weak and wrapped up in my sheet, while your bullethole still be bleedin`, but here`s the reason for the season`s on my muthafuckin` bank. Why you lame, be actin` strange? Boom to bangs, nigga insanes, out to rearrange this muthafuckin` figure, knowin` damn well, I`m a muthafuckin` killa. Nigga, bow down, and I`m outta your picture. Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller, we done muthafuck you and you don`t wanna see fade `em all with the blood heater, streetsweeper get your ass deceased. Warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] Wasteland warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] War corruptin` my mind. Bizzy: Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick, nigga, what you saw, we (......?......) somebody (...?...) with a pistol runnin` through (?) and they call war, ready for the cause, clones get the thug, end up gettin` them (...?...) gotta break, your face be on that table, ready for more, y`all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in and vote and go ahead and smoke `em, open `em up, and your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck, I`m still runnin` from feds, (?) all the disrespect but I won`t get cut and love. Uh-uh. What it makes you want my (?) yes, some are (?), thinkin` me bloody get with the (?) and roll but I had gun before you knows, don`t roll, and I gotta go and face it, so picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll. Layzie: Aw, shit! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day. Let`s make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh. I`m off in the midst, and runnin` and chasin` and casin` your (?), feelin` it might save me, baby, gotta be goin` through this life, I snatch your life just like it`s a day which type`ll it be? Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz, you know I got ends to spend, top ten (?), count dividends, and I`m rollin` still real. Attitude like, ``Nigga, what?`` And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of `em niggas Mo Thug employ in my city, destroy y`all, how wicked is this? It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately. Little Lay been dodgin` hits, try to keep all my people safe and outta the way. And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin`. It`s all about perfect timin`, feel me, it`s about perfect timin`, hear me. What`s on my muthafuckin` mind in this: these playa haters got me pissed, bitch. But let me get my gauge. Leatherface, go get your mask. We gon` blast and roll on these muthafuckin` niggas, everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin`, everlastin`--the #l Assassin. Warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] Wasteland warriors ride. [bloody murder, bloody mo` murder murder, murder, murder, play, play] War corruptin` my mind. Oh, gotta say fuck all y`all, all y`all. Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed. War corruptin` my mind. Wasteland warriors ride. War corruptin` my mind. Wasteland warriors ride. War corruptin` my mind. 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