Heated Heavy Lyrics by Krayzie Bone

Heated Heavy Lyrics

    Leatherface, let 'em die...shoot 'em...
    Shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they...shoot 'em if they
    Move (move, move)
    Intro
    Runnin' with the ak-47, watch 'em all fall dwn, down (1, 2, 3, 4; dead)
    Runnin' with the ak-47, come on what's up with y'all now (what's up with y'all
    Now)
    -refrain-
    Runnin' with the ak-47 buckin', heated heavy/ nigga love the way i wet 'em when
    I get up in 'em
    Krayzie
    Runnin' with the ak-47/ buckin', heated heavy, bustin' niggas in the belly/ then
    I follow with the
    .357 and then the automatic tech'll get 'em/ niggas love the way i wet 'em when
    I get up in 'em
    Hit 'em, and i really meant to split 'em/ put these niggas on they ass like a
    Overdose of penicillin
    Murda, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ we got a coffin that'll fit you in it/
    The bullets come with it
    Heard a nigga 'posed to be on the stalk/ so now we takin' caution when we walk/
    A lot of niggas can
    Talk, they better not be actin'/ nigga better show me some affirmative action/
    Cuz i'm a take it
    Maybe more/ comin' throu blastin'/ an innocent nigga; you try to run and go
    Back/ cuz nigga,
    That crossfire's no lie/ your muthafuckin' bullets fly by me blind/ it's a hell
    Of a war so muthafucker
    Bring it on, bitch/ hell yeah, we been ready for the longest/ who you gonna come
    With? yes
    We sinnin', so maybe to die; we gotta be ready (ready) got into the game just a
    Lil' too deep (too
    Deep) now muthafuckers on the creep and i can't sleep until my enemies rest in
    Peace, rest in peace
    -refrain-
    (murda mo! it's that bloody murda mo!)
    Krayzie
    Yeah, stackin' the artillery shop/ then get the enemy and fuck up the cops/ this
    Shit'll kill 'em on the
    Spot/ throw 'em in the lake/ right off of the rocks and get the fuck away/ don't
    Get caught
    You better hurry, nigga/ g-o for what you n-o/ so ho, come on/ nigga, wanna see
    If it's real
    We got promos/ stack 'em and tag 'em with the 44 magnum/ get 'em inside 'em, hit
    The spine
    Paralyze 'em/ listen to the pistol when it whistles, spittin' many missles,
    Splittin' niggas to the gristle
    Hit 'em in the middle of the forehead/ is the muthafuckin' ho dead? oh, yeah!
    Reload it! m-11
    9 millimeters up in the front; pump stuck, when we jump out to run; they in the
    Trunk/ i told you
    Right up under my seat i keep heat/ you playin' me? don't forget, it's right
    Next to my feet
    Never know what i'm a pull out and shoot when i reach, and y'all ain't leavin'
    The scene without bleedin';
    Stick it to 'em/ nigga, give it to 'em however they want it/ bring it to us, and
    It's brung back/ trust us
    -refrain-
    (murda mo! it's that bloody murda mo!)
    Krayzie
    Who you gonna fuck with? thugline? now it's the end of the song and i drunk the
    Whole bottle
    I been fuckin' with the killa liquor/ sippin' hennessey/ and i got me the pin to
    See the fuckin' enemy
    That wanna put me deep/ paranoid when i'm in the streets; bulletproof, but they
    Can get me
    Underneath or in the upper h-e-a-d/ and i don't wanna be another casualty-ty so
    I got to be much
    Quicker to release/ screamin' bloody murder/ makin' muthafuckers eat the
    Mossburger/ undertaker
    Nigga, take 'em under to the wasteland/ leather face up in the place/ you better
    Pin a nigga
    Crazy? krayzie/ never mistake me for these lames that be fakin', playa hatin',
    Concentratin'/ so we
    Eliminate and we erase 'em, erase 'em, yes we erase 'em, erase 'em, erase 'em,
    Yes we erase 'em
    Outro
    If you wanna get fucked up, nigga wanna get bucked up (jump); buck...{shot}

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