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Yaki Kadafi

"Secret of Warz (Original Version)"

[Intro: Makaveli/Outlawz]
Well goddamn let's give these n*ggas
The secrets and the rules since these muthaf*ckaz, are f*ckin'
Outlawz in this muthaf*ckin'
Mojo no go
Hm, uhgagaga
Secretz of war

Alright now
You know what time it is (Spice 1, ehhh yoooooooo)
(bust if we must and plus)
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
(bust if we must and plus)
Outlawz in this muthaf*cka
(bust if we must and plus)
Fatal

[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
There go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with ease
So I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
Give you all of my 3 pound rounds, so you can fall
Bit the fact that Outlawz just kicked down your door
b*tch n*ggas be fouling out, hacking me with them wack rhymes
Grabbing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you n*ggas when I mobb
Deep bringing the heat to your dirty ass squad
You can ride, point blank range, peep game
From the [?], contaminated criminal Hussein
b*tch n*gga I'm caught at project steps with the Tec
Murder next, and rob any n*gga any set
Hussein, the type of muthaf*cka dying with trey pounds
Ghetto types we drown, hollow points from the waist down

[Hook]
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Now, as I approach the scene, from smoking green, got my eyes closed
n*ggas I call 'em my foes, I make 'em die froze
Watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's, Lord help me with it
Got me painting pictures of a meal ticket, help me get it
See me and pray for oxygen, but the pressure's non stop
n*ggas get to pistol poppin', then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit yo set, flash on
Blast on them b*tch made n*ggas with 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 f*ck on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed, got me hearing screams
Scared to go to sleep, I watch the scene like a dope fiend
Probably be punished for it, although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug n*gga, and die for it
n*ggas past the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
I got some sh*t that they ain't ready for, I got the secrets of war

[Hook]
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us

[Verse 3: Kadafi]
Kadafi, we do this thug life sh*t like 4 5 6 di*k 'em
Down with no rounds left up in the pound when it sounds
Squeeze the lead off!, I blow his motherf*ckin' head off!
Signal all the other Outlawz, as soon as sh*t set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain’t a cop here to stop me
These streets is black Hockey, your MOB? weak and sloppy
Put a pamper on your silly ass pre-style grammar
Locked in the slammer while I’m layed c*cked c*cked back like a hammer
Y'all newly wed’s throwing honeymoons, well times about up
Dummys I Leave no trace found with you face down stuck
Your biggest cannons couldn’t come close to touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt puttin' in work on your block tipsy

[Hook]
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us

[Verse 4: Young Noble]
Check the murder rate percentage, n*ggas is finished
Getting blood checks from clinics, this thug sh*t is in us
Flowing through my system, you a victim, blunts.. I twist them
f*ck the whole world it’s us against them
You got the heat? Pull it out, and c*ck the hammer if you with it
Don’t make no difference here, with a 25-to-Life sentence
We already doing life on the street, like Al G
n*ggas be heated when they walking the beat
This sh*t is Flakey, making fags shaky, n*ggas hate me
Scared to face me, knowing that the Outlawz raised me!
Put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
Once I flex my money muscle, all the cheese got doubled
Moving sh*t like a dolly, beating n*ggas like Rodney
Turn a killa like Gaddafi if the new street is [?]

[Hook]
We go to war we bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
(hahahaha)
We go to war, bust if we must, plus handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
Outlawz
Outlawz
Outlawz
E more
Makaveli
E more
They ain't ready for us
f*ck with us
They ain't ready for us
Outlaw
Outlaw
E more

[Outro: Makaveli/Outlawz]
Secretz of war
And all you lil' young ass souljahs
You play this sh*t back about fifty times
You'll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin'
Teach these b*tches a lil' somethin', you know what I mean?
Secretz of muthaf*ckin' War live on Death Row, b*tch (ehh yooo)
Hahahahahahaha
You n*ggas crazy
(We go to war, bust if we must, plus handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
We go to war, bust if we must, plus handle our business when them jealous n*ggas f*ck with us)
Young Noble
Fatal, Felony
Secrets of war
When we ride
Always have a good time
You know it's Thug Life
Jealous n*ggas f*ck with us
Handle our business
Aiite

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