Magnum Force Lyrics - Singles - Heltah Skeltah

Intro/chorus: all together 

This goes out to my magnum force 

When we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off 

May the force be with me and if not our fault 

For life, fuck alla y'all 

[ruck] 

Yo you can't manage this (manage this) the bomb scandalous 

From here to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random shit 

But can you get, with the nigga tall sean manuscript 

Man you shit, all up in your pants when the cannon click 

Man I flip, on niggaz for no apparent reason 

Squeezin shots at you heathens, to stop you from breathin 

When the cops come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr 

See we are the illest niggaz out that's on your tv pah 

So when you greet me pah, better have your fuckin shit straight 

Your fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake 

You fishcake, whatever the fuck ruck dictate 

The shit great, higher than shows made by rick lake 

You'll lick eight, shots at them niggaz who be fuckin with 

International irrational beat got you ruckus bitch 

Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin shit 

Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin shit 

Chorus 

[rustee jux] 

When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls 

V.o., novacainin my sufferin through the strugglin 

Easin the agony, postponin the misery 

Smoke some weed, blank out my memory momentarily 

Calculatin my every motion, cautious coastin 

I see the blue and white scopin, slowly approachin 

Eyeballin me and my sons, like we the ones 

With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last ones 

So they can get they rocks off, sound they glocks off 

Light my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz bump cops off 

Drunk from red scotch, got a dead shot 

Jamaicans in the dread spot'll blow a fed top 

Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock 

Hit the swats with a cinder block off the rooftop 

Regulatin, livest motherfuckers on this side 

Bitches dick ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes 

Chorus 

[rock] 

Keep on talkin aight? get more than your style rammed up 

You see me? don't say shit like pink panther 

You talk too much like run'n'them and your breath smell like pampers 

Get knocked the fuck out by dr. david banner 

Dj at the bar be act like records got dandruff 

Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up 

You know this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up 

So who wanna battle? we'll learn you some manners, God damn ya 

You niggaz make me sick as cancer, I slam ya 

Whole crew of emcees, dj's and your dancer 

Half-steppers can't run, panic catch a tantrum 

Teared a new hamstrung, I stick niggaz for ransom 

? again now they got front, I slap cats at random 

Deflate your egos you too gassed off the mylanta 

Take your dough and hoe and dissapear like the phantom 

Send her back pullin her hands up, singin the m.f.c. anthem 

Man dem, strong like samson, shorty and jux 

Cause I'm that nigga rock from heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome 

But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta bananas 

Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa your answer 

Chorus 

[representativz] 

Aiyyo I'm movin through this life shit with the only fam I got 

My triple r rated niggaz steady blowin up spots 

You think not it's little rock we bust shots at your car 

And leave you stretched in your ride like these fake rap stars 

This shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin 

All that panickin'll get your shit ran up in 

I can't stand it when mc's get caught ramblin 

Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send 

In this land of sin where they break fool for the chips 

Over jewels and whips pack my tool and my clips 

So when we start to bust clips on y'all, niggaz assume 

The straight, dead position when my lead go boom 

Embeddin this tune, all into your fuckin doom 

We move through these evil streets steady holdin chrome 

My rep niggaz stay mashin, big up my thugs on ? 

Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops passin 

Your team is has-beens, gaspin from the ass slashin 

The repz baby, time for action, action 

* "what's" uttered by various bccers * 

Chorus 2x 

[rock] 

Throw y'all middle fingers up in the air 

Say, "fuck y'all niggaz, we don't care!" 

Word is bon jov', oh oh 

We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh 

Niggaz think they fuckin with my magnum force 

Cause when we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off 

May the force be with me and if not our fault 

For life, fuck alla y'all 

Hehehehe, see 

Slogan is made of force be with me 

Not our fault 

You can't fuck with that? fuck you all 

Word is bon jov'..