Bone Crusher Lock & Load Lyrics

Ready?
A'ight.

Look here n____s,
Been a long time comin',
No more talk.
f___ this intro s___!
Start the music!

This right here, yeah
Where the f___, n____
Ain't never f___ n____s
Tell em
That don't wanna play this south s___
OK
ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama

My pistol's blarin' (What?)
an' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!)
Because I'm ready for action!

These n____s think I'm playin'
My Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?)
So partner tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real
These n____s can't steal (What?)
For the jump out boys when they drive by

So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it (Tell 'em)
An' if you're hatin', f___ n____ what's happenin'

Adamsville, Watts, WestSide, Decatur

What's up?
f___ them n____s if they don't wanna claim this ATL (Blahw)
Catch a hot shell

My n____s know (What?)
Y'all some hoes
If I see ya on the block n____ I'll let you know

What's it gonna be (Tell 'im!)
Tell me what you choose (Tell 'im!)
I claim this dirty m____fucka n____ win or lose

Chorus:
Don't know my enemies Yo!
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on dem n____s
So what the f___!

Don't know my enemies Yo!
and lock and load my Calico
And buck on dem n____s
So what the f___!

Shawty ya 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-b____boy, I hate the fakers

I got these hoods locked and load
Just for killin'
The South is takin' over, I see you tremblin'

We keep 'em bouncin' (What?)
Ain't nuthin' changed n____ (What?)
This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas

Yes!
On da f___, n____!(Blam)
Surely it don't get no reala

Chorus:
Don't know my enemies Yo!
and lock and load my Calico
And buck on them n____s
So what the f___!

Don't know my enemies Yo!
and lock and load my Calico
And buck on them n____s
So what the f___!

Ain't mad is ya? (What?)
Then bring the pain (C'mon!)
'Cause m____fucker ain't a d___ 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 n____s in your hood is say you soft, man

It's time the new regiment to start man
TI (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 n____ is so trill
I put my fist in the f___ n____'s grill

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

Chorus:
Don't know my enemies Yo!
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on them n____s
So what the f___!

Don't know my enemies Yo!
and lock and load my Calico
And buck on them n____s
So what the f___!

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