[Verse 1: Playa Dre]
When I was young, I used to watch them dopeboys make they lick
Now, I came up age, the tables turned and now I'm runnin' shit
Soon as I turned seventeen, my cousin hit me with some weed
Boomed that shit around the hood, until I got up on my feet
Now I'm peeped back, chiefin', chokin' light green in the cut of Five
With my kinfolk off of Light Street and them niggas off of Nine
Drunk as fuck, when I get buck I'm clingin' to my .38
Ringin' out some shots, straight to your dome, if you gon' player hate
Builded for war, then jump off, got a sawed off pointed at the door
Soon as you come in, I'm breakin' off some proper shit
Gun smoke foggin' up the room, 'cause I'ma thread
I specialized in hog killin' my enemy
Deadly but maybe the hay be like keepin' me down with my dawg
Niggas be runnin' they mouth to damn much
So I gotta kick they door, make 'em think, that I'm done knockin'
Rob 'em tho, if you didn't know, slick with my shit
Pimpin', don't you ever disrespect my clique
Just recognize, don't criticize these players bound for nationwide
Know you really won't ana', you can't handle us
We runnin' packs - you don't
Mista Playa Dre, the crooked type
So watch your back
[Chorus]
We be so serious
You want war, we bring it on
We be so serious, ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
We be so serious
You want war, we bring it on
[Verse 2: Killamac]
Lemonhead sucker, motherfuckers wanna test my nuts
Niggas wanna' gizzon here for P's, but please, blow out his guts
Bitches tryna get a name by makin' stains like they so hard
Trizzick you a hizzo, how I knizzow? Cause I pulled your card
Fuckin' with the player-mob, killer squad up in this, bitch
Is you gizzon be my hizzo, 'cause you is up on my dick?
Killa nigga in your face, dizzog, I just caught a case
Now I live in 2-0-1, with my roadie RizzedRum
Now I'm izzout on the street
On the creep, I'm lookin' for those
Cap peelin', no stealin', these bullets I'm dealin'
A villain is killin', be pimpin' this ho
Buck, buck, you busters duck
Mobb deep, on the motherfuckin' creep
You lemons finna bite the dust, you bitches can not fuck with us
Dressed up like a pimp in disguise, myself, I cramp up to the house
Satan's got me doin' evil shit, like blowin' your brizzains out
As I cap another ho with player youngblood on my shirt
RedRum in reverse, bitch, it's a curse, that's why you in a hearse
[Chorus]
We be so serious
You want war, we bring it on
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
We be so serious, ain't no fakin' from our heart
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
We be so serious, ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
We be so serious, ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
[Verse 3: Big Debo]
Money and murder, the way I go by my inner streak
To much to live for, so I'ma shoot at my enemies
I can't be caught slippin', because the nine's on my hip
And if you think, I be slippin', then try your luck, I'ma shoot you, trick
Debo's my name, my enter worse with my clan
I run up into your house and tie you up to a ceilin' fan
Don't ask am I crazy, because I won't answer shit
I just will show you, in due time, by killin' your mother, trick
I'm strapped, don't trip, I love to see your guts spilled
On the floor, when I start shootin' from my nine clip
Sixes on my mind, all the time and it's gettin' thick
Cross the path of a true soldier, get your wig split
[Bridge]
It's the killers in this motherfucker, hell yeah
[Chorus]
Ain't no fakin' from our heart
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
Ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
Ain't no fakin' from our heart
We be so serious
You want war, we bring it on
Bitches flauge
We be so serious, ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
Killers killin', while bitches flauge
We be so serious
Ain't no fakin' from our heart
You want war, we bring it on
We be so—
[Verse 4: King Goldie]
Redrum, leave your body numb, sit inside a casket
Birds flyin', bullets pop, now it's gettin' drastic
Pass for a murder, as I reload
Fulla' Hennessy, do or die, don't nobody know
['Til a secret organize
Drum on static, poppin' off ?]
Memphis Tennessee, has another lunatic on the lose fall
Soon as the sun fall, [?tear his face, drop 'em?]
Like the wild wild west, boy, you can't escape the [?]
If I die tonight, I'm comin' back, bury me in [?]
Take my body parts and throw 'em in the ocean, with my mask
Give my pistol to my son, tell him, "Daddy dead and gone"
I'm in heaven with my momma, watch me rise from out the ocean
Nothin' in this world worth it, heartless, but I'm full of curses
Look into my eyes, what you see, motherfucker?
On my deathbed, still talkin' tough-ass shit
And you know some about my heart
It don't never quit (Never quit)
