Lock & Load

Lyrics

[Intro: Bone Crusher] Ready? A'ight Look here niggas Been a long time comin' No more talk Fuck this intro shit! Start the music! This right here, yeah Where the fuck, nigga Ain't never fuck niggas Tell em That don't wanna play this South shit OK ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama Mah pistol's blarin' (What?) An' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!) Because I'm ready for action! These niggas think I'm playin' Mah Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?) So partna 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 ready for it Smoke dro for it (Tell 'em) An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin' Adamsville, Watts, WestSide, Decatur What's up? Fuck them niggas if they don't wanna claim this ATL (Blahw) Catch a hot shell 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 'im!) Tell me what you choose (Tell 'im!) I claim this Dirty muthafucka nigga win or lose [Chorus: Bone Crusher] Don't know my enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on dem niggas So what the fuck! Don't know mah enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on dem niggas So what the fuck! [Verse 1: Bone Crusher] Shawty ya knows about me (Tell 'em!) The streets is talkin' (What?) Da hostile takeova 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' ova, I see you tremblin' We keep 'em bouncin' (What?) Ain't nuthin' changed nigga (What?) This for mah soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas Yes! On da fuck, nigga!(Blam) Surely it don't get no reala [Chorus: Bone Crusher] Don't know mah enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on them niggas So what the fuck! Don't know mah enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on them niggas So what the fuck! [Verse 2: Bone Crusher] Ain't mad is ya? (What?) Then bring da pain (C'mon!) Cause muthafucka ain't a damn thang changed I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man (Tell 'em!) I'm still takin' An' stealin' lame An' scared to walk down yo' own block, mayne (What?) An niggas in yo' hood is say you soft, mayne It's time the new regiment to start mayne TI (Tell 'em!) Killer Mike, Pastor Troy (What?) David Banner (Tell 'em!) Wassup boy (OK) It's time for us to show the really real This down South nigga is so trill I put mah fist in a fuck nigga's grill An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live [Chorus: Bone Crusher] Don't know mah enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on them niggas So what the fuck! Don't know mah enemies yo! And lock and load mah Calico And buck on them niggas So what the fuck!