Are u ready y'all when the sirens call? If u keep it low, if u ready to go When the sirens call When the sirens go off They go off They go off So get
Let off a clip or let a case off I have your pussy ass runnin' like a race horse! Follow orders now! - Yay' shoot his "Face Off" You can have one, blast
when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they
and when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if
and when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they
Headed To The Liqour Store To Get Liqour, Swishor And A Stickor, And Then Pull A Lift Off, Til I Buzz Like Clipors And Pose Like A Clip Board, I Then Go
, do you feel that the blacks in your community Are still mad at the racial situation? Yeah they still mad And if you don't take that funny smirk off
got a Coupe like a vest And 'em troopers will just feel stupid I guess The slugs will bounce off like they hittin' Superman's chest, nigga I go around
[Chorus: P. Dot] When them guns goes off, we be ready for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens
her up Stole her car, made a profit Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window Like the girl on "Set it off" did Jetted off kid,
O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream Every time we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when
all alone But we're still in your head You can't go home You don't wanna go home When you're caught in the night When you're caught in the night Yeah
gunnin Sirens blarin in the distance cause the caps are comin I spun around and I hit the deck Heard the bullets whiz by my ear I let off, hit him in
streets, the people breathe without hope They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp And the eyes go
Mitten, crime is risin They robbed a bank, they gave my nigga Hank time for drivin We hustle, ain't no 9-to-5'n (uh-uh) When beef go down, I might just
, then, take off his Timbs and get the work out his shoes Rip off the pockets out his shoes, make sure he come out his used I hear sirens, plus the cameras
out, you never run Are you holdin' something in? That the hood don't know Cuz if you are, get to truckin', bitch, cuz you gotta go It's not a threat
