Ready 4 War

Chorus
Ridin wit death, we niggaz rappin, but still we actin like criminals. (2X)

Layzie
My nigga now Maje$ty, these niggaz is afta me, bloody red rum red rum red rum (2X)
You niggaz betta split retaliation fa tha playa hation, yeah you tha next ta get dropped, fa tha hotta glock, real niggaz don't stop pop pop put 'em in tha mud nigga and ya body rotts. I'm closin down on yo casket, wanna make these bastards think we got mercy, put 'em in worse it's a nigga 13 sendin niggaz like yaself off in a hearse, yeah and I won't hesitate ta killa ya when I feel ya, with a couple of my slugs, fuckin wit my thugs, and I'm needin my luv nigga war Bone, niggaz finna do a little damage take ova tha planet wit my daily tourches of course I'm tha nigga that's takin no shorts smokin on tha Newports, yo ghetto resource'll bit you. When ya dig ya own ditch, I'm ah hit cha wit levelz beyond yo control, my momma neva raised no punksta hoe, just reala niggaz comin up snatch ya souls, but though I know yall mothafuckaz out dere somewhere, ain't nowhere ta hide, makin niggaz feel tha vibe alive, in tha midst ah tha twist I be down to ride yeah.

So ready 4 war...
Chorus

Bizzy
I'm a related affiliated dat you hated, on tha map and can't fade it, reach tha heavily sedated, comin on back on my buck and shakin, deep wit dreamin about this dream n my daddy told me wuz turnin jacked in tha flow mo fa betta formin it's wicked it wuz written, I been runnin my turn n oh well, sent blastin back to buck 'em fuck it been kidnapped n bruised den like dat I made it fa Mo's, n all you got when tha mack wuz talkin, dis and dat, bout sellin my essence and since smokin snatchin purses, you were in da vicinity n den told me, bitch colda lil' Eazy's niggaz so fuck it, you were original, mano mano ain't no sumbliminal hey. But a regime in fatigues, we ready ta bleed nigga when they sleepin catch me caught me must have seen. Then I'm gonna get yo azz mix you can.

Chorus

Maje$ty
My mental seduction run ya whole sound suction abduction of lyrics iz tha loss of life luv and spirits, cap it to offense fortune Eric Schwartz in a prison, luetinant overseein tha barracks, checkin in, marc azz copy cat, incoherence is crucial, smokin A wit conflicts that bite shit like Michael Chips. I'll watch you ride tha rodeo str8 to tha bottom, when yo fate rotten bitch

Layzie
When I spot 'em I'm ah drop 'em, surrounded by violence my nigga our minds, and livin lifetime it shrink wanna get in my head cuz I'm ah watch tha walkin dead, all I really said if you niggaz don't fled you gonna be bloody red, n you shoot tha spots n got gon', fuckin wit tha mastamind of all time, let a nigga know we off in our prime, n it be that way to 90 99. Criminal minded niggaz been blinded, lookin foe a satellite Bone but can't see me, and just like Mike everybody wanna be me steady every woom nigga make it on t.v., easy does it, do it easy, what it is, #1 betta check tha score, here we go nigga don't wanna fight no mo, when I'm ready fa you hoe and catch tha show.

Bizzy
Would ya tell me have ya weeded through tha scripta pikcha, Lil' Ripsta kickin get critical and I'm seldom seen n tha Henessey till acceptance be any any zero, one ah my heroes Jesus doesn't seem to be lethal wit my automatic get you attitude (you) don't wanna see tha evil. Mothafucka I'll take it to tha people, then I will meet you at tha funeral, get him up is he mafioso? No witness he tha usual for tha mo murda mo, really wouldn't cuz I'll serve them hoes, when they call niggaz hit tha road and when I get killed I'm ah get yo soul.

Krayzie
You thinkin I'm slippin when niggaz is itchin to rob me, yes they want to give me bloody body, pump pumpin a couple ah slugs inside me. But I'll be damned, we won if it comes to guns and um, stackin them things all you gets none, statics automatic full whats up, come come come, execution brake a rum, see what you see in my eyes, murda murda testify, but tha life find when they die. No one wuz ever to find them, cuz they bodies went up in a fire, fuck they family, try to creep when ya think on tha street cuz I'm pumpin beats, nigga betta believe that I keep much heat up unda my seat, yeah. Shootin but takin tha nigga that within admitted you already suckaz, I bet it you bent it, we sent it, I'll atest but tha murda we shit we delt. You thought you wuz flippin but got KOed, ring a ling a ling get that azz up outta there, we undesputed, thugz -n- harmony proofed n kicked a couple ah niggaz asses gotta take off n taisted blasted they slip penitentury, but dawg dat ain't shit. Betta make yo money baby, n pick up a couple ah guns on tha side, so when you ride and you get high, don't let them hataz run up.