Lock & Load

Ready? A'ight
Look here
******s, been a long time comin'
No more talk, ****** this intro ******t
Start the music
This right here, yeah
Where the ******, ******, ain't never ****** ******s
Tell 'em that don't wanna play this
South ******t, okay
ATL, South
Carolina,
Mississippi
North Carolina,
Louisiana,
Florida, Tennessee,
AlabamaMy pistol's blarin', what?
An' I'm not carin', tell 'em
Because I'm ready for action
These ******s think
I'm playin'
My Tec-9 be sprayin', what?
So partner tell me what's happenin'
These streets is real
These ******s can't steal, what?
For the jump out boys, when they drive by
So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it, tell 'em
An' if you're hatin', ****** ****** what's happenin'
Adamsville,
Watts,Westside,
DecaturWhat's up?
****** them ******s if they don't wanna claim this
ATLCatch a hot shell, yeah
My ******s know, what?
Y'all some hoes
If I see ya on the block ******,
I'll let you know
What's it gonna be, tell 'im
Tell me what you choose, tell 'im
I claim this dirty mutha******a ****** win or lose
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on dem ******s
So, what the ******
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on dem ******s
So, what the ******
Shawty, ya knows about me, tell 'em
The streets is talkin', what?
Da hostile takeover is comin' shortly
They call me
CrusherTha mutliator
Mr. Smack-a-******boy,
I hate the fakers
I got these hoods locked and load
Just for killin'
The South is takin' over,
I see you tremblin'
We keep 'em bouncin', what?
Ain't nuthin' changed ******, what?
This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas
YesOn da ******, ******
Surely it don't get no reala
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on them ******s
So what the ******
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on them ******s
So what the ******
Ain't mad is ya?
What?Then bring the pain, c'mon'
Cuz mutha****** ain't a damn thing changed
I'ma still ride low-lows on
Rios man, tell 'em
I'm still takin'
An' stealin'
An' scared to walk down your own block, man, what?
An ******s in your hood is say you soft, man
It's time the new regiment to start man
T. I., tell 'em!
Killa Mike,
Pastor Troy, what?
David Banner, tell 'em
What's up boy, okay
It's time for us to show the really real
This down
South ****** is so trill
I put my fist in the ****** ******'s grill
An be talkin' bad 'bout where the ******
I liveAn be talkin' bad 'bout where the ******
I liveDon't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on them ******s
So what the ******
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
CalicoAnd buck on them ******s
So what the ******