Krayzie Bone - Heated Heavy Lyrics
Leatherface, let em die...shoot em...Shoot em if they...shoot em if they...shoot em if they...shoot em if theyMove (move, move)IntroRunnin with the ak-47, watch em all fall dwn, down (1, 2, 3, 4; dead)Runnin with the ak-47, come on whats up with yall now (whats up with yallNow)-refrain-Runnin with the ak-47 buckin, heated heavy/ nigga love the way I wet em whenI get up in emKrayzieRunnin with the ak-47/ buckin, heated heavy, bustin niggas in the belly/ thenI follow with the.357 and then the automatic techll get em/ niggas love the way I wet em whenI get up in emHit em, and I really meant to split em/ put these niggas on they ass like aOverdose of penicillinMurda, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ we got a coffin thatll fit you in it/The bullets come with itHeard a nigga posed to be on the stalk/ so now we takin caution when we walk/A lot of niggas canTalk, they better not be actin/ nigga better show me some affirmative action/Cuz Im a take itMaybe more/ comin throu blastin/ an innocent nigga; you try to run and goBack/ cuz nigga,That crossfires no lie/ your mutha*****in bullets fly by me blind/ its a hellOf a war so mutha*****erBring it on, *****/ hell yeah, we been ready for the longest/ who you gonna comeWith? yesWe sinnin, so maybe to die; we gotta be ready (ready) got into the game just aLil too deep (tooDeep) now mutha*****ers on the creep and I cant sleep until my enemies rest inPeace, rest in peace-refrain-(murda mo! its that bloody murda mo!)KrayzieYeah, stackin the artillery shop/ then get the enemy and ***** up the cops/ thisShitll kill em on theSpot/ throw em in the lake/ right off of the rocks and get the ***** away/ dontGet caughtYou better hurry, nigga/ g-o for what you n-o/ so ho, come on/ nigga, wanna seeIf its realWe got promos/ stack em and tag em with the 44 magnum/ get em inside em, hitThe spineParalyze em/ listen to the pistol when it whistles, spittin many missles,Splittin niggas to the gristleHit em in the middle of the forehead/ is the mutha*****in ho dead? oh, yeah!Reload it! m-119 millimeters up in the front; pump stuck, when we jump out to run; they in theTrunk/ I told youRight up under my seat I keep heat/ you playin me? dont forget, its rightNext to my feetNever know what Im a pull out and shoot when I reach, and yall aint leavinThe scene without bleedin;Stick it to em/ nigga, give it to em however they want it/ bring it to us, andIts brung back/ trust us-refrain-(murda mo! its that bloody murda mo!)KrayzieWho you gonna ***** with? thugline? now its the end of the song and I drunk theWhole bottleI been *****in with the killa liquor/ sippin hennessey/ and I got me the pin toSee the *****in enemyThat wanna put me deep/ paranoid when Im in the streets; bulletproof, but theyCan get meUnderneath or in the upper h-e-a-d/ and I dont wanna be another casualty-ty soI got to be muchQuicker to release/ screamin bloody murder/ makin mutha*****ers eat theMossburger/ undertakerNigga, take em under to the wasteland/ leather face up in the place/ you betterPin a niggaCrazy? krayzie/ never mistake me for these lames that be fakin, playa hatin,Concentratin/ so weEliminate and we erase em, erase em, yes we erase em, erase em, erase em,Yes we erase emOutroIf you wanna get *****ed up, nigga wanna get bucked up (jump); buck...{shot}
