Headknockas lyrics

by

Ice-T


[Caz]
Ah, uh, ay check this out here
We got a lot of them bullsh*t ass cliques out there
Crews, lil' forces, Westside Connection, Wu Tang
You'll see whatever it may be n*gga make your cheese
We got four of the hardest, cold-bangin' ass n*ggas
In this motherf*cker!
Dawg, Headknocka Academy
All busters, b*tches, and bast*rds stay to the left
All real-ass, rich, rollin n*ggas, come on in to the right baby
And knock to this
Uh, what, what, what

[Nessie]
I keep it thuggin', I thought you n*ggas knew I'm thugged out
I told you b*tches last time, y'all get drugged out
Man ??? what they yellin' when I'm dellin'
And all my n*ggas, yea, they straight ace felons
Now did it really, now did it really wanna do the crime
That's why when they hittin' the streets, I pack a big nine
I f*ck with real n*ggas, kill n*ggas, a wild snicker
Eastsida, straight rider
And steady westside rollin' with my n*gga Caz
And Layzie Bone, b*tch ass n*gga, boy you know it's on
Don't make me get my n*gga, what the Gangster Riddler
I told you n*ggas, wanna f*ck with straight killers

Hook: Nessie (Layzie Bone) 2x
See we headknockas, Glock c*ckers
I f*ck with real n*ggas, feel n*ggas
(Let the fire, fire)
(Ya gettin' burned, burned, burned)
See we headknockas, Glock c*ckers
I f*ck with real n*ggas, feel n*ggas
(Let's go pump the ride, the ride)
(Til it hurt, hurt, hurt)

[Gangster Riddler]
A solid scream through your mind keep hesitant y'all
Best to move swift, change your residence
Y'all president be dead when I'm takin' 'em
Y'all might fall to the grill shakin', when we breakin' 'em
Off somethin', start somethin', I move somethin'
Y'all motherf*ckers wanna bring, what?
But y'all ain't bringin'
No y'all loose, legacy of Caz to continue
We worse than Keith Murray, huh, when we get in
You headknockas wait for nobody, sold as dead
Like Mel Gibson with a +Braveheart+ yellin' "Freedom!"
For my projects, I am the west
I'm from that crime with no quest
And the course end in Cleveland, SE

Hook 2x

[Layzie Bone]
I come from the land of the heartless, where you get taught quick
Talk sh*t n*gga, you gettin' your wig cracked
On the streets where n*ggas get killed at
n*gga this the 99 and n*gga we still rap
Ain't no love for these haters, Resurrection, Paper Paper
All up in the club flashin' these gators
f*ckin' wit nothin but the playas
Let the fire, fire, ya gettin' burned, burned, burned
n*gga let's go pump the ride, the ride, 'til it hurt, hurt, hurt
(Better feel this sh*t ass!)
And n*gga wanna smash to get this scrilla
Ready to blast with the Riddlin' Red
You already know I pack my lead, remember what mama said
Don't be no fool baby
Headknockas them take they dues baby
And when you f*ckin' with Layzie, we gone make the game pay
We could save we
Take this motherf*ckin' game of a hostage
And lay this motherf*ckin' whole sh*t down

Hook 2x

[Caz]
See I can get'cha now, or I can hit'cha later
f*ck later, I hate later
n*gga there's no time greater, now watch me
Pull up to this motherf*cker thick, ain't no cop a fifth
So ain't no motherf*ckin' tricks that roll with me
And let me see if you can hang
Well if gangsters make the world go 'round
Well n*gga pound for pound, n*gga we hold the ground
And we ain't puttin' it down, what's that sound?
Four headknockin' bangers on yo' ass
Cous' smash the gas, and show these n*ggas off the turf
You ain't puttin' at work
So tip-toe and pull up your skirt
I garuntee it hurts, Layzie, my Nessie, Gangster Ridd
Real life n*ggas doin' biz

Hook 3x

Hook 2x w/out Nessie

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