Horror The LOX (Ft. Tyler Woods)

[Hook - Tyler Woods]

We the bang, shoot 'em up gang
We up in the streets, see the wolves and the fangs
You can see the horror through the scope with an aim
All the real G's front line do the same

[Verse 1 - Sheek Louch]

Criminal mindstate, crack on my mom plate
Lox on that murder shit, we boost the crime rate
All black bandana, connects in Atlanta
Trayvon hoodie on, taped up banana
My nigga on that wild shit, life ain't the way he planned it
When he fought a traffic ticket, fuck around and got remanded
All I keep is cash money, stacks in the rubber band
She don't wanna fuck with him, she said he's a bird man
Now I'm on my weed shit, early morning trying to find a dutch
Letters from Valhalla, I'm trying to stay in touch
Even though I'm rich, I jump out of the car with the AR
Yo Tyler, tell him who we are

[Hook - Tyler Woods]

We the bang, shoot 'em up gang
We up in the streets, see the wolves and the fangs
You can see the horror through the scope with an aim
All the real G's front line do the same