Layzie Bone - This Is A Warning lyrics
[Layzie Bone - This Is A Warning lyrics]
(You can't do that ha ha)
1, 2, get ready yeah, i'm ready
1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready
1, 2, get ready yeah, i'm
Ready (yeah) I say 1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready 1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready the say rock him, rock out
I'm finna clock out
1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready
The say rock him, rock out
I'm finna clock out
Watch out for my Glock though I'm in the
War, chillin' with no rocks
Cock sucker, motherfker
See the snakes and he drop
(Sss) The shear magnitude, mad at you
Sad for you and your's when I come screamin'
Up out the corner
Never tell 'em about the car
I walk alone, soft rrrope, fist
Blaze the torch jump on the porch, hot lava
That's just kitchen cajun scorch
Take on the army in my wretchedness, catch it
(Let's go) Get to rappin'
I got kids in this
With the four winds for the backin'
And the troops are lackin', troopin'
Who was the man with the mini mac
In the back pack and buck at the westcoast
Fire spit out of the 'Lac
Yeah, I like that, one true
They' gon' have to kill us
They can suck the devils nuts, if thay wanna
I take the cuts cause I'm
The realest in this motherfker
Hands right now you want the best? Do with
The seed and his glory, i'll be around
Clown, if you wanna, huh, laugh all day
I'm serious, next dimension on the galaxy
Hey!
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)
Lil' L-Burna, I keep my thang cocked
Pop shots to The Glock
Time is still tickin' but this ain't the same
Watch got props locked from hip hop
Lock, stocks in big whop
Ya'll know a nigga ain't flip flop
You hustle to make your moves
I hustle to get to the tip top
Lock and load it
And I'm classic like a throw back
Livin' legends in your
Pressense, ya'll motherfkers
Ya'll know that take a picture like a
Gotta stay G'd up from the feet up
I'm the trigger man for God's gun
Please believe in Jesus
He can free us from this crazy world
When you wanna see the beauty
Look at Layzie's girl, she just so beautiful
And I love my kids dog
All about my biz ya'll
Even if I fall, I can get up again and ball
All life long I'm a get up
Get out and get it on all my songs
I'm a make these niggas feel it
What I'm building is these pyramids
Ya'll better be takin' me serious
Some of ya'll ain't hearin' this
My heart is near and dear to this
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)
They called my Granny Mable
Feed her scraps from under the table
Said it was good and healthy and
Now it's makin' us disabled
Organized genocide like cancer and HIV
Made it your center for disease control
Now it's takin' toll
First they put it in Africa
And then San Fransisco
The infamous death quota, they hate exposure
They just keep you blind
From high class crimes
To the sinister minister dressed in white
With an anti Christ mind
Now this' your warning time
That's already been rich
I got the upper hand on you niggas
Already been there and done it
Take over your dark spots with
Guns to your stomachs
Pillowcase over your face Make niggas run it
Pop your partner in the leg
Let you know we ain't frontin'
Found the money in they
Shoes in they closets, all hundreds
Get back to the dungeon
Where nobody's watchin'
Instead of me breakin' bread
(I'm a make my acomplise)
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)
1, 2, get ready yeah, i'm ready
1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready
1, 2, get ready yeah, i'm
Ready (yeah) I say 1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready 1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready the say rock him, rock out
I'm finna clock out
1, 2, get ready yeah, I'm ready
The say rock him, rock out
I'm finna clock out
Watch out for my Glock though I'm in the
War, chillin' with no rocks
Cock sucker, motherfker
See the snakes and he drop
(Sss) The shear magnitude, mad at you
Sad for you and your's when I come screamin'
Up out the corner
Never tell 'em about the car
I walk alone, soft rrrope, fist
Blaze the torch jump on the porch, hot lava
That's just kitchen cajun scorch
Take on the army in my wretchedness, catch it
(Let's go) Get to rappin'
I got kids in this
With the four winds for the backin'
And the troops are lackin', troopin'
Who was the man with the mini mac
In the back pack and buck at the westcoast
Fire spit out of the 'Lac
Yeah, I like that, one true
They' gon' have to kill us
They can suck the devils nuts, if thay wanna
I take the cuts cause I'm
The realest in this motherfker
Hands right now you want the best? Do with
The seed and his glory, i'll be around
Clown, if you wanna, huh, laugh all day
I'm serious, next dimension on the galaxy
Hey!
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)
Lil' L-Burna, I keep my thang cocked
Pop shots to The Glock
Time is still tickin' but this ain't the same
Watch got props locked from hip hop
Lock, stocks in big whop
Ya'll know a nigga ain't flip flop
You hustle to make your moves
I hustle to get to the tip top
Lock and load it
And I'm classic like a throw back
Livin' legends in your
Pressense, ya'll motherfkers
Ya'll know that take a picture like a
Gotta stay G'd up from the feet up
I'm the trigger man for God's gun
Please believe in Jesus
He can free us from this crazy world
When you wanna see the beauty
Look at Layzie's girl, she just so beautiful
And I love my kids dog
All about my biz ya'll
Even if I fall, I can get up again and ball
All life long I'm a get up
Get out and get it on all my songs
I'm a make these niggas feel it
What I'm building is these pyramids
Ya'll better be takin' me serious
Some of ya'll ain't hearin' this
My heart is near and dear to this
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)
They called my Granny Mable
Feed her scraps from under the table
Said it was good and healthy and
Now it's makin' us disabled
Organized genocide like cancer and HIV
Made it your center for disease control
Now it's takin' toll
First they put it in Africa
And then San Fransisco
The infamous death quota, they hate exposure
They just keep you blind
From high class crimes
To the sinister minister dressed in white
With an anti Christ mind
Now this' your warning time
That's already been rich
I got the upper hand on you niggas
Already been there and done it
Take over your dark spots with
Guns to your stomachs
Pillowcase over your face Make niggas run it
Pop your partner in the leg
Let you know we ain't frontin'
Found the money in they
Shoes in they closets, all hundreds
Get back to the dungeon
Where nobody's watchin'
Instead of me breakin' bread
(I'm a make my acomplise)
This is a warning
(How long can you see me, dog?) This is
A warning (It's realer than on TV, dog)