Lock & Load - Intellectual

[Intro: Bone Crusher]

Ready?

A'ight

Look here niggas

Been a long time comin'

No more talk

Fuck this intro shit!

Start the music!

This right here, yeah

Where the fuck, nigga

Ain't never fuck niggas

Tell em

That don't wanna play this South shit

ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama

Mah pistol's blarin' (What?)

An' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!)

Because I'm ready for action!

These niggas think I'm playin'

Mah Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?)

So partna tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real

These niggas can't steal (What?)

For the jump out boys when they drive by

So if you ready for it

Smoke dro for it (Tell 'em)

An' if you’re hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin'

Adamsville, Watts, WestSide, Decatur

What's up?

Fuck them niggas if they don't wanna claim this ATL (Blahw)

Catch a hot shell

My niggas know (What?)

Y'all some hoes

If I see ya on the block nigga I'll let you know

What's it gonna be (Tell 'im!)

Tell me what you choose (Tell 'im!)

I claim this Dirty muthafucka nigga win or lose

[Chorus: Bone Crusher]

Don't know my enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on dem niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on dem niggas

So what the fuck!

[Verse 1: Bone Crusher]

Shawty ya knows about me (Tell 'em!)

The streets is talkin' (What?)

Da hostile takeova is comin' shortly

They call me Crusher

Tha Mutliator

Mr. Smack-a-bitchboy, I hate the fakers

I got these hoods locked and load

Just for killin'

The South is takin' ova, I see you tremblin'

We keep 'em bouncin' (What?)

Ain't nuthin' changed nigga (What?)

This for mah soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas

Yes!

On da fuck, nigga!(Blam)

Surely it don't get no reala

[Chorus: Bone Crusher]

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the fuck!

[Verse 2: Bone Crusher]

Ain't mad is ya? (What?)

Then bring da pain (C'mon!)

Cause muthafucka ain't a damn thang changed

I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man (Tell 'em!)

I'm still takin'

An' stealin' lame

An' scared to walk down yo’ own block, mayne (What?)

An niggas in yo’ hood is say you soft, mayne

It's time the new regiment to start mayne

TI (Tell 'em!)

Killer Mike, Pastor Troy (What?)

David Banner (Tell 'em!)

Wassup boy (OK)

It's time for us to show the really real

This down South nigga is so trill

I put mah fist in a fuck nigga's grill

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live

[Chorus: Bone Crusher]

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the fuck!