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Bone Thugs N Harmony: Wasteland Warriors Lyrics

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Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Song title: Wasteland Warriors

[Krayzie (Talking)]

Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga

P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin

Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga

(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)

What if we slowed it down?

Then, nigga, you would hear me

I know niggas would fuck around

And say we tried to steal your style

Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest

Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us

My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload

So, when them funky, funky jump me

Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)

It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid

But, oh no, niggas heard the flow

And wanted a piece of the cake

It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills

But when kept on disrespectin'

Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga

I'm from the Land where every niggas plan

And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'

And they don't understand them niggas rappin'

But still they actin' like criminals

? reciprocal

They don't know it, even though

Oh, no, no, can't let you go

When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)

That funk'll gon' blow you away

Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday

Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all

Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed

[Krayzie (Layzie)]

Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder

Murder, murder, murder, play, play)

Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder

Murder, murder, murder, play, play)

War corruptin' my mind

[Souljah Boy]

You know it is, what it's gotta be

Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'

And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back

Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these

Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch

Sue these stupid muthafuckas

Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus

'Cause the niggas be down for the count

And the first nigga step up, get shut down

You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style

That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town

Arrest me on the rebound

It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G

You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me

So muthafuck what you's thinkin'

Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet

While your bullethole still be bleedin'

But here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank

Why you lame, be actin' strange?

Boom to bangs, nigga insanes

Out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure

Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa

Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture

Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller

We done muthafuck you

And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater

Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.

[Krayzie] Warriors ride

Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder

Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride

bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder

Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind


Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick

Nigga, what you saw

We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?

And they call war, ready for the cause

Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break

Your face be on that table, ready for more

Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in

And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up

And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck

I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect

But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh

What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?

Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?

And roll but I had gun before you knows

Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it

So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll


Aw, shit!

Nowhere to run; here come judgement day

Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh

I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?

Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life

I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?

Come and roll with this l nigga in my 500 Benz

You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?

Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real

Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?''

And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas

Mo Thug employ in my city

Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?

It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately

Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe

And outta the way

And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'

It's all about perfect timin', feel me

it's about perfect timin', hear me

What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this:

These playa haters got me pissed, bitch

But let me get my gauge

Leatherface, go get your mask

We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas

Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the 1 Assassin

[Krayzie (Layzie)]

Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder

Murder, murder, murder, play, play)

Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder

Murder, murder, murder, play, play)

War corruptin' my mind


Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all

Wasteland warriors, we stressed

We stressed, we stressed

War corruptin' my mind

Wasteland warriors ride

War corruptin' my mind

Wasteland warriors ride

War corruptin' my mind

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