Secretz of War

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

War Time
War Time, it's either yours or mine
Outlaws be on the grind, and a mission to shine
And ride on 'em, leave 'em stuck and fucked from the gate
Set it straight, regulate
Wit' a bomb, I'm about to detonate (boom!)

Hesitate, aww, now you know what
Y'all niggaz were here to go if you know it was good for ya
Buncha toy souljahs all dressed in fatigue
But I'm Edi Amin on a mission to make 'em bleed
Nigga what? Nigga who?
It was cool? And at you? What the fuck is you gon' do?
Barbecue and boo-hoo
Ride or die, get money all at the same time

Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time
Any nigga slippin', fall at the same time
We all links in the chain, tryin' to gain, do time
We all see the sunshine
But when you could do yours, we'll bring these muthafuckas war

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

As I approach the scene, from smokin' green
Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold on my foes
I make 'em die froze
Watch me make 'em bleed, make 'em G's
Lord help me wit' it
Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket
Help me get it

See me and pray for options, but the pressure's non-stop
Niggaz get the pistol poppin' and watch they body drop
I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit your set
Flash on, blast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on
Do it for profit, plus I'm lookin' for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide, you can get the fuck on

I'm seein' demons hittin' weed, got me hearin' screamin'
Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope-fiend
Probably be punished for it, though you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug nigga, and die for it
Niggaz pass the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for (what you got?)
I got the Secretz of War

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
See, it's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

We do this thug life shit, like 4, 5, 6, dick 'em
Down wit' no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds (here we go)
Squeeze the lead off, I blow his muthafuckin' head off
Signal all the other outlaws to get this shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me
These streets is black hockey and raw we get sloppy
Put a pamper on your silly ass prestyle grammar
Locked in the slammer, while I'm layed cocked back like a hammer

Y'all newly weds that in honeymoons, time's 'bout up
Y'all, that means I leave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck
Your pig scanners couldn't come close to touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work, on your blood, tips

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
See, it's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
Yo, we go to war

We check the murder rate percentage, niggaz is finished
Get blood checks from clinics, this thug shit is in us
Flowin' through my system, you a victim
Blunts, I twist 'em, fuck the whole world
It's us against them
You got some heat? Pull it out
Cock the hammer if you wit' it
Don't make no difference here, with the 25 to life sentence

We already doin' life on the streets
Like algae, niggaz be heated, when they walkin' the beat
This shit is flaky, makin' backs shaky, niggaz hate me
Scared to face me, knowin' that the Outlawz blaze me
Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle
Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils
Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney
Turn a killa like Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
See it's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

We go to war
Bring it on
And all you lil' young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about fifteen times
You'll have enough game to roll into a club or somethin'
Teach these bitches a lil' somethin', you know what I mean?
Secrets of motherfuckin' war



Credits
Writer(s): Rufus Lee Cooper, Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bruce Washington, Malcolm R. Greenidge, Yafeu A. Fula
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