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 unverified 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
Unverified 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

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

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

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And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Street sweeper get your ass deceased

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 unverified somebody unverified
With a pistol runnin' through unverified
And they call war, ready for the cause

Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them, unverified 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, unverified all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, uh, uh
What it makes you want my unverified yes, some are unverified

Thinkin' me bloody get with the unverified
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 unverified

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 number 1 nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten unverified

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 number 1 assassin

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