Story Behind The Song

Song about tellin them niggas from the other side a the tracks not to fuck with us like they like to try and do, cause we're not about that shit anymore. Tryin to express the violence that can happen (even though we don't want it to) through music. Hard ass beat and tough mother fuckin lyrics that'll make your tounge fall out a your head if you try to rhyme along with it. HA! :)

Song Description

fucked up shit, gun play, hos in the hood. Talkin about what happens when you mess with the LFG.

Lyrics

Diablo:
For all that candy rap ass shit. I'm gonna let you boys know that this is Diablo and the LFG crew right here. We gonna shut the shit down. So holla at your boy.

and you know it's LFG. LFG. and it's LFG. Yeah.

Look up in the sky it's a bird its a plane. I'm crashing down on you like the twin towers man. Comin harder than crack cocaine. Like a straight shot to the vein now you're tryin to maintain. Yeah.

Your're feelin me now. Did you think that for a second that I'm a let my mother fuckin lethal weapon out? You must be stupid think i'm gonna be clueless. Get up in this new shit. oh yeah.

You must be fucked up. Think I'm gone get gangst up. Yall niggas out a luck. There is no sex cause I didn't need it. When I was on the street and I try and get it. Now i'm pimpin the city. wearin thow back in it. Gangstas how you get it. Henny Hypnotic is what I'm sippin. All day and it's all great don't know I let the ball play in the hall way. Yall niggas better stay away.

Chorus: All I need is two guns to run with me. All I need is two blunts to roll with me. All I need is my click the LFG. And we gone ride till the day we D.I.E.

DaBosh:
Now get out my crew with that stupid shit. I'll knock that grin off your chin leave you toothless bitch. Ain't no room in this game for a useless snitch. Why you talkin shit? Why you talkin bitch? And you crap and you limp when you yap and you spit. Get chin checked with the top of the dick.

You're aware when the room gets scared. You motherfuckers can't rewind the fact. Can't rewind the track. Hold it like the bible survival is for the fittest. Yall mother fuckers can't get with us. Talkin the yappity that leads to your body bein rapped up in plastic. Scoop out your brains like it's damn near elastic.

DI:
First and foremost I'm been feelin the rhyme through gun smoke. Hos get choked drastic. None of you niggas got tactics. A military mind like Columbine. A.K. clips tied together.

You wann be in? Just flip and spit metal. What is my policy? Don't ever let a motherfucka swallow me. Gotta be robbin sprees that make em flows like brees. Rhymes flow like Chinese. I'm on some other shit. The reason for a ho so she can polish dick. I'm finally southbound. I'm Florida's finest. Posess a soul like Don Killuminati. Helpless. With a Smith and Wess leave you chestless. Witnesses left breathless. Out a my hands. You caught a bullet from the stands. One of your fans. Now you're in a fuckin box covered with rocks. And it don't stop. And it don't stop.

Day've:
LFG be the click I'm claimin. I leave a nigga brainless with the stainless. But it ain't stainless, cause your blood on it. So what the fuck. These niggas get bust up. Hos gettin fucked in their mother fuckin mouth cause I don't give a fuck. A real nigga and I'm ready to pull a steel trigga. So what you wanna do? You wanna get down? These niggas from LFG. These niggas be claimin LFG.

I know you niggas see me with the Reebos, and the Nikes, Fat Farm. Creepin through your fat farm. Fuck that niggas gettin bust at. hos gettin fussed at. Niggas gettin bust cap. You niggas is lazy. I make you niggas feel so crazy. Cause I come with the gats and uh put i through your hat. Hundred and franklin baby picture. I know you niggas can't stand see me ballin. And I'm gettin richa. Who gives a fuck what your talkin about. You bout to wind up in the car. I know you didn't see me when you gettin the double a. fuck that i"m bangin raw and I'm like Kurt Franklin. You niggas don't wanna get none. Statement. I see you niggas in the back a the Chevy, but yall ain't ready cause I got things that'll blow you through your Freddy nigga. When we roll we roll. When we roll we roll....

Chorus: All I need is two guns to run with me. All I need is two blunts to roll with me. All I need is my click the LFG. And we gone ride till the day we D.I.E.