* appears on 2005 re-release "War Zone (Revisited)" as a bonus track

[Buckshot]
On the block that I rest on, it's kind of hot
In the summertime, my n***as duck from shots
Even thou we wanna party man this shit go on
You can hear the most shots if you up at dawn
Five o'clock in the morning, n***a where you gonna be
Outside on the corner, mourning
More swarm in, like killer bees
On the target to kill up a lot of O.G.'s
N***as see dying now-a-days come with ease
If you run into your enemies then freeze
Caught with your pants down, way down, you gotta lay down
Cuz if you don't, n***a could get buck by the spray down
Keep sayin that it can't happen
Now-a-days n***as stop flappin, and talk thru the black gat

[Buckshot]
On the streets

[Tek]
Where I be at
My n***as move with the heat

[WC]
POW!!
Strollin thru my hood-
[Pos of De La Soul]
Ducking from bullets

[Buckshot]
N***as be bugging me out, swearing they the Dons of the street
Walking with they fake Cron's heat
Sometimes I think about the ones that bluff
And the ones that bluff, usually never get enough
It's a rough life, I gotta stay tight
Never let a n***a know where you rest at night
Too many plot like there your people from back
In the days, now you n***as don't know how to act
See me with a little stack and want to start assuming
That a n***a's cheddar is better and everything is moving
So yo, can I hit something, n***as retaliate
I tell them quick that I can't wait to jack something
Up in the grill, but not Jamaica
N***as now-a-days try to blaze ya, to grave ya

"On the Streets"-Buckshot "Where I be at"-Tek
"My n***as move with the heat"-Tek "POW!!"
"Strollin' thru my hood"-WC "Ducking from bullets"-Pos of De La Soul