Ready?

A'ight.

Look here Niggas,

Been a long time comin',

No more talk.

Fuck this intro shit!

Start the music!

This right here, yeah

Where the fuck, Nigga

Ain't never fuck niggas

Tell em

That don't wanna play this south shit

OK

ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Lousiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama

My pistol's blarin' (What?)

an' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!)

Because I'm ready for action!

These niggas think I'm playin'

My Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?)

So partner tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real

These niggas can't steal (What?)

For the jump out boys when they drive by

So if you're ready for it

Smoke dope for it (Tell 'em)

An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin'

(something Field), Watts, WestSide, Decatur

What's up?

Fuck them niggas if they don't wanna claim this HL (Blahw)

Catch a hot shell

My niggas know (What?)

(something)

If I see ya on the block nigga I'll let you know

What's it gonna be (Tell 'im!)

Tell me what to do (Tell 'im!)

I catch this dirty muthafucker nigga win or lose

Chorus:

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!

Surely y'all knows about me (Tell 'em!)

The streets is talkin' (What?)

Da hostile takeover is comin' shortly

They call me Crusher

Tha Mutliator

Mr. Smack-a-bitchboy, I hate the fakers

I got these hoods locked and load

Just for killin'

This self is takin' over, I see you tremblin'

We keep 'em bouncin' (What?)

Ain't nuthin' changed nigga (What?)

This for my soldiers, hustlas, killers, gorillas

Yes!

(something) da fuck, nigga!

Surely it don't get no (something)

Chorus:

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!

Ain't mad is ya? (What?)

Didn't bring the pain (C'mon!)

'Cause muthafucker ain't a damn thing changed

I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man (Tell 'em!)

I'm still takin'

An' stealin'

An' scared to walk down your own block, man (What?)

An niggas in your hood is say you soft, man

It's time the new regimen to start man

DI (Tell 'em!)

Killa Mike, Pastor Troy (What?)

David Banner (Tell 'em!)

What's up boy (OK)

It's time for us to show the really real

This down south nigga is so (something)

I put my fist in the fuck nigga's real

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live

Chorus:

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!

Don't know my enemies Yo!

I lock and load my Calico

And fuck all them niggas

So what the fuck!