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Buckshot - War Zone lyrics
[Buckshot:]
 Got a call one late night from my nigga Thor
 Tellin me Buckshot get ready prepare for war
 On the streets I peep em in the swarm technique
 So me and my peoples swarm wit heat
 When this beef rule number one is dont panic
 In the situation where niggas got automatics
 And they bustin off
 Im about to toss a couple of shots
 And bust back at niggaz in parking lots
 Even though its dark I know they comin for me
 Slowly like a slow leak water dummy
 Is you gone bust or is you gone hesitate
 Gwone hesitate my niggaz bust and never wait
 Nigga its on the war zone set to be loose
 In a couple of minutes put the gun inside your goose
[Rock:]
 We got adeen souljahs runnin wit us
 Either run wit us or run into us
 Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door
 Boy you asked for it you want beef well heres waaaar
[5Ft:]
 Take a closer look at who ya see
 No its not a mirage its the Five F-T
 Finally here to make my mark
 Rhymes in out of the dark in my fatigue wit the dutch
 Spark still not
 Givin a fuck pull in again and make you do a semi to a tuck
 What now your funeral parlor is packed
 Everybody vestin on back
 All your peoples ready to react
 But they not ready for war
 Another rest in peace sign blessin your mans name on the side wall
 Last man stands last mans to make the call
 First man plans first man stand and brawl
 And plus Im aiming at yall
 Forever bringin in the dominant at 5 foot tall
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 [Rock:]
 We got adeen shorties runnin wit us
 Either run wit us or run into us
 Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door
 Boy you asked for it you want beef well heres waaaar
[Buckshot:]
 Through the dusty wind
 I must be in
 At night move-a quickly on your new mission
 Cold-hearted motherfuckers started actin up
 Wanna step to Buck load up and get my face cut
 For what, a couple of props
 Niggas wanted a couple of shots
 And dead off the whole block
 And put the static up another notch
 But peep them fake niggaz by the flocks
 They never bust glocks
 They front first
 Before my niggaz ask you what you want first we bust first
 Too many niggaz thirst
 Streets aim at me
 Bitches throw game at me its a war inside my head but I stay nappy
 And my mind-set said to blow
 Cuz if the streets is watching, Ima let the streets know
 I live by the rule
 The rule-a regulate the street survival
 Live by the street bible
 Guerilla tactics move swiftly through the trees
 Fuckin up the head of my enemies
[Rock:]
 We got adeen thugs runnin wit us
 Either run wit us or run into us
 Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door
 Boy you asked for it, you wanted beef well heres waar
 We got my MFC wit us
 Either run wit we or run into us
 Claimin its beef but its love when we at your door
 Boy you asked for it, you want beef well heres waar








