paroles de chanson WW III - Snoop Dogg , Scarface , Ruff Ryders , Yung Wun , Jadakiss

Dirty south and back up east (We gotta shut it down) Yeah
State ya name gangsta (Big Snoop Dogg) What you representin (West Coast) You gone hold it down (Please believe nigga) Enough said then nigga (Hold up, hold up biyatch) Make a start

Let's make this official shine your boots and load yo pistols
Pull out yo best credentials

Cuz this'll, be the official for the fake tissue
Doggy dogg and big Swizz'll, nigga blow the whistle

Smoke it on some bomb beat and second hand smoke will get ya, hit ya
And make ya all get the picture
Dig this, when was the last time you seen me
Posted up, west coasted up and sippin on some green meat

Believe me, it ain't easy being D'zy
With these jealous rap niggas and these punk ass freezies (fuck em)
Man, I couldn't remember what they told me
When I first came in the game, but things done changed

Call it what you want it, keep the heat up on it
Eastside California, spinnin like a 'tona
Banging on the corner, like a 'sona
It be best to back up off a boy and put this up on ya

State ya name gangsta (Scarface) What you representin (Motherfuckin self) You gone hold it down (You goddamn right) Enough said then nigga

Hi-ho Scarface and Dogg whippin this streets against the law
Bringing terror with this beretta, I clutch in my paw

I'm scared motherfuckers, scrape with mine
You will attack, that's what you get, my enemies die

It's a worldwide story, for all soldiers
Even if Ruff Ryders ryde ruff or roll over
It's a stickup, said down on your knees cuz I'm sick-up
If disrespected, you don't disrespect me nigga

I'm the one these niggas call on
When they go to cases are halted and the time come for beatin up the bosses
Make them an offer they can't refuse
They don't comply, when I walk out they stack these fools

I guess these niggas think they can't be moved
Realized it those dead niggas like they think they do
You fuck with me I gots to fuck with you
World war three, motherfucker, I thought you knew

State ya name youngsta (Yung Wun) What you representin (ATL shawty) You gone hold it down (Damn right) well enough said then (It's up, man nigga tell ya somethin) Let's go

Shorty pop a lot, acting like he got a lot
With all that fake ice on his watch, this nigga wanna get got
Coming to my city with all that hot shit and his fake ass cliq
I'm gonna put something in him, bust his wig, I'm on some thugged out shit

He better be strapped boy, how ya like that boy
Hey boy, I'm gonna break your back boy, with a bat boy
Where ya at boy, hold up, I'm cold hearted
Damn right, I get retarded
I'm a young one, and down here, bitch I'm the hardest

Shoot the shoot, hide and talk that shit
I'm gonna stay low, keep it real and show then come up
But when I bite, you gonna feel that there, it's real down here
Watch your mouth boy, you might get killed down here

I'm a ryde or die nigga, I'll put something in your eye nigga
Get beside them here, it's fly bye nigga
When it come to glock cocking and drop popping
I'm the first to hit the black and go to war with the cops, fuck nigga

State ya name gangsta (Jadakiss nigga) What you representin (East Coast dawg) You gone hold it down (Why wouldn't I) Enough said then nigga (Let's go) Let's go

C'mon,
If you fucking with the kiss, you ain't gonna breathe
The only time I lick in the air is new years eve
Sonny from Bronxdale you can't leave
Get kissed on your cheek then your meant to die
Cuz when the gun start poppin and my temperature rise
You know my style, twenty niggas with forty cals
Nine years ago you was hollering when shorty wild
Now I'm in the rap game twisting these honies out
Never left the crack game, still on the money route
I run through the industry looking for enemies
Y'all niggas sound sick and Jada the remedy
Get shot in your eyes and your mouth
Can't see can't talk when you fuckin with the heart of New York
And that's foulin then swallow the pulp
And then fuck with the feds dog, you know I push the prowler they caught
Toast on my lap, got the east coast on my back
How many times must i tell you motherfuckas (Yeah) We ain't industry niggas we in the streets nigga (You Motherfuckin ryde) Ryders forever hey bitch now what
Ryde or die, you talk it, we live it (EASTCOAST!)
So ryde or die, you want it, we give it (WESTCOAST!)
So ryde or die, you start it, we end it (DIRTY SOUTH!)
So ryde or die, you talk it, we live it (MIDWEST!)