Lox - Bring It On Lyrics
OhhAy yo swizzWhats upI told you baby this the one right hereThis is the oneSheek louchOmigodYo yo yo ay yoChorus 2x:Ay yo yall niggas want war?Bring it on cmonYall want war with sheek?Bring it on cmonYall tryin na stop how I eat?Bring it on cmon , bring it on cmon , bring it on cmon[sheek: verse 1]Yo how you gon talk shit when you soft as puddingKnowing the work that these real thugs put inWe too legitLet me hear you rap something bout usIma break the hands of the man who wrote your shitWe take minks off backsThem grime niggas in clubs that make niggas walkWith them bodyguard catsIm glad Im freeI feel like harriet tubman came and got me>from the white man propertyIts all glitz and glitter but no cash you gettingYou hear the difference in that shit that Im spittinDouble rThats street shit and thats the way it has to beMyself , sheek louch , and Im still mtvI can talk about gunsGo out smack some nunsThen flip and do a song with country music and shitDont ever play lox for no *****ing retardCuz your dough aint that long that you cant see godPlus these rap niggas out here respect the godThey know we spit that shit so they respect our soundThey know how hard a mother*****er is and water thats downHere thats that shit right thereI swear from yonkers mother*****erWell bust in the airAint nobody killin clouds over hereRespect usYou bleed how we bleedWe bust how you bustYo swizz help me out sing this chorus for usCmonChorus 2x[verse 2]Ay yo this here is for them cats that wild nonstopCant dance just play the club and bopNo respect for the law***** security sonCuz you big that aint stopping me from bustin my gunIts a fact that fire burns and shit stinkIts also a fact that your vest only protectin your chestYou aint think about your head when you was talkin that messOr this knifeAcross your face scar you for lifeNow do you really wanna rock that ice?Heh hehDo your security really love your life?Or do they just want their checkYou think they gon take one in the neckFor a nigga with no respectFor his crewMan we dont wear half on chinese foodSlept in the same bedSame chick gave us headBrothers , and we aint gon stop till we all deadAint shit gon changeJust the dough gon change***** a bentleyIm good with a rubberband colored rangeI empty a clip at you you send nothing in exchangeYall niggas mad soft no heart all brainsBut whats smart when a dumb dumb burst your heartIm done now but first hold up hold your applauseI got one question to ask yall do yall niggas want war?Chorus 6x[swizz ad libs to end]
