[Intro]
Get ready-get ready-get ready-get ready
We the frontline, we the frontline
[Chorus: Layzie Bone]
Nigga, thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
Nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin' 'bout me and my boys
Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got clout
Well it's all about his Mo Thug music
Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you
Who the fuck them niggas tryna play?
Lay don't stop until you meet my Glock
I'ma get'cha, make your body rott, nigga, make the party pop
Nigga, why not? Time's tickin' on the clock, get the heat locked
I'ma hit the weed spot, joyride with my niggas 'til the beat drop
We got big Benjamins spendin' C-O's
While you playin', we buyin', y'all rentin', pin me
Probably livin' in a tent pocket full of lint
Tryna flip it like I flip it, nigga got me bent
And like I said it on the last song, nigga, we joyriders, and y'all ain't Bone
B-B-O-B the bad boy of the Bone
I'll be thuggin' for eternal, wanna test me? It's on
Now where my niggas at? Get the gat, peel a nigga wig back
Nigga dig that dig that
All original, Cleveland's own criminal, here we go
From a place where a nigga might bury ya
Nigga, act up and I better take care of you, scared of ya?
I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's most, bet it, coast to coast
Steady thuggin' out here in these streets
Lookin' out for the rollers, duckin' these haters, they wanna fade us
Well I keep my heat
And it ain't no peace and fuck tha police
Come out the house all eye's on me
Jump in my 5 double 0 B-E-N-Z XL and I hit the freeway
Get ready-get ready-get ready-get ready
We the frontline, we the frontline
[Chorus: Layzie Bone]
Nigga, thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
Nigga, we the frontline warriors
I thought I told ya (Told ya)
That the war ain't over (Over)
You could roll, you could roll, you could get rolled over
My nigga, we the frontline warriors
[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin' 'bout me and my boys
Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got clout
Well it's all about his Mo Thug music
Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you
Who the fuck them niggas tryna play?
Lay don't stop until you meet my Glock
I'ma get'cha, make your body rott, nigga, make the party pop
Nigga, why not? Time's tickin' on the clock, get the heat locked
I'ma hit the weed spot, joyride with my niggas 'til the beat drop
We got big Benjamins spendin' C-O's
While you playin', we buyin', y'all rentin', pin me
Probably livin' in a tent pocket full of lint
Tryna flip it like I flip it, nigga got me bent
And like I said it on the last song, nigga, we joyriders, and y'all ain't Bone
B-B-O-B the bad boy of the Bone
I'll be thuggin' for eternal, wanna test me? It's on
Now where my niggas at? Get the gat, peel a nigga wig back
Nigga dig that dig that
All original, Cleveland's own criminal, here we go
From a place where a nigga might bury ya
Nigga, act up and I better take care of you, scared of ya?
I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's most, bet it, coast to coast
Steady thuggin' out here in these streets
Lookin' out for the rollers, duckin' these haters, they wanna fade us
Well I keep my heat
And it ain't no peace and fuck tha police
Come out the house all eye's on me
Jump in my 5 double 0 B-E-N-Z XL and I hit the freeway
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