W.O.L.V.E.S. Krumb Snatcha (Ft. M.O.P.)

[Intro]
Uh-huh
We wolves baby, we wolves
Uh, come on

[Verse 1: Krumb Snatcha]
A full moon make my blood curl
Got me stuck in opposition in the underworld
Savage beasts, like wolves when we roamin these streets
And work for least, fuck peace, go to war with police
Some call priest, there's a demon in ya hood schemin
Catch me out the six leanin, with the nine steamin
Aimed at your BM
The sound of the Glock sound like riots in Watts
I point a Ruger at'cha crew and give you somethin to watch
D.T.'s, Feds, and NARCS, exchanging shots
In broad day until the first one lay when he pop
And if I pull and you pull
The one to get it worst be the last to burst
ICU status, with the phattest nurse
Gat holders tucking them burners, with the fat pollers concealed
But quickly leave a veal through your widow's shield
Reckless, connect like a Nexus, for your necklace is on
Formin like Voltron and bomb

[Chorus: Krumb Snatcha & children]
Y'all police best be ready!
If you tired of seein niggas gettin beat in the street
Y'all police best be ready!
For all my hungry ass thugs that be tryin to eat
Y'all police best be ready!
All my people in the ghetto, get up off of your feet
And let the wolves out! (Unh)
And let the wolves out! (What!)
And let the wolves out! (Unh)
Let the wolves out!