Bizzy & Layzie Bone featuring Big B & Capo/ Produced by LT Hutton
-Intro-Layzie-
Break it, break it, break it, break it down for the frontline, for the frontline
-Chorus-Layzie-
Nigga I thought I told you, told you that the war ain't over over/ And you can roll, you can roll or you get rolled over/ My nigga, we frontline warriors
Layzie Bone
Well why y'all wanna bring the noise, mumble, me and my boys disrespected on a regular like a nigga got clout when it’s all about this Mo! Thug Music/ Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon’ do you/ Who the fuck them niggas tryin’ to play? Lay don’t stop until you meet my glock/ I’m a get ya make ya body rott nigga make the party pop/ Nigga why not time’s tickin' on the clock and the heat hot/ I’m a hit the weed spot, joyride with my niggas till the beat drop/ We got big benjamin spendin’ C-E-O's while you playin’ we buy y’all rent and pin me/ Probably livin’ in a tent, pocket full of lint, tryin’ to flip it like I flip it nigga got me bent and like I said it on the last song nigga; We joyriders and y’all ain’t Bone/ B.B.O.B. the Bad Boy Of the Bone's/ I’ll be thuggin’ for eternal,wanna test me? It’s on/ Now where my niggas at? Get the gat, peel the nigga wig back, nigga dig that, dig that/ All original, Cleveland’s own criminal here we go from a place where a nigga might burry a nigga act up and I better take care of ya scared of ya/ I be ready for the war nigga I’m America’s Most' and bailin’ coast to coast steady thuggin’ out here in these streets lookin’ out for the rollers thuggin’ this race they wanna face/ But I keep my heat and it ain’t no peace so fuck the police/ Come out the house, all eyes on me/ Jump in my 5 Double-0 B-en-Z Excell and I hit the freeway, freeway
-Chorus-Layzie-
Bizzy Bone
Swallowin' Rydilin and it ain’t no rain proudly glock on Sunday, never know I might bust on you one day/ Hoes runnin’ with Jack it’s a bomb day, boom bye bye/ Roll, roll, roll, yeah nigga fuck you/ Ho, hell yeah, fuck you too/ Badder than God the wise realize nigga then I back up off my niggas in the middle of a newborn style/ The foul sinnin’ beginnin' and then away to enter the mental together/ Better tell my nigga we’re bitter, we back with rythm, but don’t nobody feel it but the millions around the globe/ In a mission worth money was gold then he went nutty with money because he was outta the cut with nothin’ but ugly souls/ Gonna make us change up no we’re untouched we run wasn’t enough hit enough caught up in lust but not just for rush I don’t even erupt/ Creep on ah come up, come up/ Trapped in a rapture the chocolate’s pumpin’ tell ‘em it’s somethin’/ Snatch you, we out on the pasture kind of like cattle with medalion/ Diamonds in the gallow/ Ghetto-ish bastards runnin’ much faster than the average asses in the shadows outta the battlefield, battlefield, battlefield
-Chorus-Layzie-
H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious
Militant mafia not budgin' like Sadam Hussien, manipulate (Surprise!) What will they do next/ No tellin' unexpected bum rush/ Convicted felon got parolled a week ago/ It just don't stop beatin' on niggas everyday another dollar multiply/ Divide and conquer, ride or get rolled over/ Drive-by/ Gambino hittin' switches in a '6-4/ Blastin' out the passenger window, you're one and only Capo balled up in the ride now I'm so high/ Kick back, relax and strategize
Big B
Call me a secret weapon I think the war is on and when they ask him “who is he?” It’s 7th Sign and Bone (It’s 7th Sign and Bone) Call me a secret weapon (call me a secret weapon) when the war is on (the war is on) and when they ask him “who is he?” It’s Big B and Bone (Big B and Bone) Fronline soldier, Frontline soldier
-Chorus-Layzie-
Available on the C Murder Compilation Album Tru Dawgs