It's War

[Verse 1: C-Bo] What? yeah it's war now this is what we call war You either respect us ride wit us slide with us Nigga anything else is obsolete regime life bitch No love for them bitch niggas that wanna see me under That's why I step in the car with my forty four Revolver thunderrrrrrrr I bang them like war missles Leaving nothing but brain thizzles close range But slug no pistol got off like king kong Pushing more cream than ding dongs got the whole city lock And I'm dropping more kicks than wing chong If it's a muder yea I knew it if it's personal I do it You can't fuck with me loc I even had red rags to it You get choke innocent by standards get smoked Why you think I stay in a vest nigga this is west coast The best coast with that sunshine and that ass tagging Top down in a 64 with the ass dragging I'm a menace and I'm in it for it all like I told Lil keke and yuk I'm in this to ball Fuck ya'll nigga to witness this is westside Troops got a whole crew red and blue and I send them Straight to you [Hook: repeat 2] It's war fuck your enemies on site, we smash Do this shit like Biggie and 'Pac on site, we blast This is the west you gone die soon It's def when you slide to 10 G'z for your head Nigga that don't mean shit to a tycoon [Verse 2: Lil' Keke] You niggas want war get war dink chore as I cock the heat And proceed to split yours niggas talk a lot of shit But they don't really want beef Known dam well when I slide by hit them wit heat If it's on then it's on nigga then let it be I be patrolling your hood with archiball reef Ready for war thug lord said it before when shit get hot we blow the spot We see door we take action let's get it cracking Pistol packing thought you was smacking Shoot your muthafucking back when my niggas When my niggas talking shit my niggas popping shit And no time for talking bitch is dropping clips Ain't no love nigga live from the west you best sleep With a gun and a vest in your nest I ain't going Out with a fucking slug in my chest I bomb personal muthafuckas Throw them label them a threat it's war [Hook] [Verse 3: Yukmouth] Thug lord this is the high to pack a lighter tommy side of drama Fuckig timer I eat these niggas alive like jeffery rama Phantom of the opera feds be chopper copper fuck the monster Copper thug lord period niggas want war bust yours if your Serious our niggas is furious I got the hard core fearing this Rugged and raw lyricist carried this by the killing shit My blast will leave niggas crying that how real this is They feeling this menace the nemisis they break bitch ass niggas Vacate the premisis kill they protective witnesses My niggas straight business with a hundred rounds of ak Say say everyday raw going down like may day Major gun play I'm a no limit solder be the roller Heat holder talking practice on a master pee poster bitch [Hook]