Bone Thugs-n-harmony World War Lyrics

World War Lyrics

World war.

 

 This is combat. i don't think these niggas really know. this shit is for

 Real--this is not a game. so all my real muthafuckin' thugs get the fuck up,
and put your guns in the muthafuckin' air, and bust the muthafuckas like you
just don't care, and fuck the muthafucki

 Lice, and kill all the muthafuckin' enemies!

 

 Nigga, come a little closer let me show you a ho. what's up bitch? we can
roll. anybody wanna fuck with me? 'cause i'm down to fuck back with you. what
you wanna do, huh, huh? you say wanna figh

 Come fight us. we do it 'cause its real--fuck a title. it's all about
survival, dedicate it to my rivals. and you could die a ho. what they talk
about? bone thugs ran? nigga, we never ever run

 No man, and fear none.

 

 If you see their click, then niggas, get the big guns. pop one, split 'em up.
bet the bitch run. he said he came to get some; nigga, he ain't really want
none. don't let them suckas fool ya. bus

 On't do too much [nigga ain't really want none.]. i'll knock you out. that
dumb shit comin' out your mouth'll get you nothin' but a rematch. why these
niggas gotta lie? they can't stand up and f

 He facts? nigga your head got cracked. we heard what they said--said that my
niggas fled. but y'all niggas know what's up. what? y'all wanna shed more
blood? shit, then come on.

 

 World war.

 

 Now you know, now you know. now you know . . . nigga, bet our niggas comin' to
bring the pain. better get your hard-hat. nigga protect your brain. get a gun
and bang-bang. tell me when you reall

 Na battle, my nigga. we can handle that any way you want to handle static.
nigga, thugstyle, buckwild. some tear-up-the-club shit? whatever, drop down.
when the bullets get to jumpin' around the

 A haters on the ground bleedin'. the 9-millimeter hit 'em and he drop like,
"who could it be?" your life has been took--no, not by the bullet,
but the nigga with the heater.

 

 I'm trigger happy. i'll be in demand, i'm in command. so let's move, and you
know what the enemy look like. they clones that look and sound like bone. give
a muthafucka more than speedknots. and

 He run up to get punked, give a nigga lumps. y'all niggas ain't mobsters,
'cause if it was the mob nigga, somebody would've been shot ya. but we can get
the whole cru: krayzie, layzie, bizzy, w

 And flesh. bone too strong for niggas to hold on, to keep up. but i see ya
still wanna be us. no matter who was claimin' it first, it's who's the realest
[realest]. do not enlist if you're not r

 For war.

 

 World war.