QB Meets South Suicide lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Alright, alright, alright
It's that war sh*t
It's that raw sh*t

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, anthem of the big barrels, handlers of huge flamethrowers
The most foul, throw in your towel, Q-double
Blow a few in your coupe bubble
Raised like a soldier, camouflage post-up
You shook when we slam or throw our guns in the air
Stop the party like Trafalgar Square
You got, LB, Iraq to QBC
Southside dunns lock the Far Rock with me

[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz]
This n*ggas not playin, got shot sprayin
Cought up in hot range [?]
Swear on my pops name, you lucky the cops came
I had the streets scatterin we heat battlin
n*ggas scared to death we hear their teeth chatterin
On some thug sh*t I murk a n*gga broad day in public
On this drug strip dees run sh*t
Always gеttin burners up inside the club
You got two choicеs, swallow pride or blood
I start sh*t in a heartbeat, and spark heat, you want beef?
My n*ggas f*ckin knock out your front teeth
Tongue kiss the barrel inbetween your lips
It'll be so much bloodshed n*ggas think we crips
[Verse 2: Havoc]
Ay yo I sit down and think, tryina make sh*t work
What goes around comes around but I ain't finish the dirt
Keep the gat close opposites don't play fair
Rock a baldie but still they try to get in my hair
Q U double E N S, you rockin that vest?
Anything less will be pushin towards your death
Any last request before that last breath?
You know you gonna die hopin that the cops [?]
I'm from the bridge where they still throw it up in the park
Thug surgeon, operatin testin that heart
Get left in parts, amputate them parts
And if you ain't been doin this son don't start

[Verse 4: X1]
My Queens n*ggas get the dough here
You n*ggas so scared, listen to their pulse rate echo
They wet tho, streets is just a part of me god
I can't let go so what now?
Doin this just for rep, you might aswell hold your breath
And wait for death and f*ck with X
I'm not your ordinary rap n*gga
I'm used to crack figgas, X1 will tap dance on your back n*gga
My backstreet killas ready and willin to body somebody
Have you beggin for your life tryin to [?]
Raid the streets where you crave to eat
You can be brave to speak to save the peace
n*gga what