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[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo!
I'm a Regime original
My flow's aqua
She give me yo' snaps
She give you more claps than an opera
Street Sinatra, here to tease the shoppa
Yuk and Tech ni**a
Godzilla and Mopra
Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya
Pop the glock to get the message across ya
You niggaz deserve an oscar, playin' doctor
I'ma silence you niggaz as if I was actors and flossa
For 2Pac ya drought ni**a who shot ya
Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
We got twats on lock the tiny tots
My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
I rabaqua
Ish Hop
Ya mock my
Sh*t is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough
We reign the clocks got ya
Tech is coming way clean
If you ain't Regime
Then f**k ya!
[Poppa L.Q.]
We the real street criminals
Regime generals
Mash for the most
And we sell it for the minimum
We Regime alliants
With appetites of giants
Hungry as some lions
We the kings of the jungle
Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble
Empires will crumble
Platinum rappers are humbles
Pissin' on you peasants
Whenever we make our presence
Original and authentic
Far from a gimmick
Suckers try and mimic
But they just can't get it
No, they don't have their mind on it
I don't hear no soul in it
They don't have they heart in it
We gone put a hole in it
To go hardcore
All we do is go hard
Cuts them chicken's off
But we let 'em go hard
Regardless who you are
We will break you off a bar
Load off the hollows
Discharge 'em in your car
It's Regime ni**a
And it gets no bigger!
[Gonzoe]
The life of a gangsta
Ice and big bangers
The skyline changes
Cat, we live dangerous
F**k who you came wit'
This where the game twist
Seperate the Regime ni**a from the nameless
Hit 'em with the stainless
Show 'em what pain is
Speak that language
Work them angles
Y'all get mangled
We street niggaz
And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!)
Real sh*t
I split ya frame du'
Have ya name all mixed up with bad news
What you tryna prove
I blow you out ya shoes
Y'must got my team confused
We make the rules
Break yo' face then bust the .2
What you accustomed to
Ni**a this what a hustler do
When Gonzoe and my niggaz lace ya crew
Regime!
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
[Monsta Ganjah]
Regime the regiment
Worldwide confederates
Suspects and federates
Villains, killers and terrorists
Radicals individuals
Money making material
Underrated and hated
But over time we made it
And dedicated to get it
To never sleep I hate it
Forget about the bullshit
These niggaz rather debate it
On these streets is how I get it
A fetish for living Hellish
It's talented how sell it
Then cock it back and pull it
I'm serious when I do it
No it ain't nothing to it
Snatch ya chains
Splatter brains
Acting like they knew it
Regime the new team
Kill for the cash green
Split spleens to crush dreams
Empty out magazines
Holla back to swallow stacks
Treat 'em like d**e fiends
Anything you need I got
I'll be your first thing
A hustler
My nature, never to fall
Regime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw
[Dorasel]
Niggaz know me sell
I don't give a f**k
I keep it tucked
It's the dirty sizzle
Regime missle
That's what's up
Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus
We f**kers
Don't wanna buck us
I keep my niggaz dirty like truckers
Ni**a you heard me
Been in the game pretendin for better
Ni**a whatever
You f**king with a war ni**a
Yo f**k rappin, I'll kill ya
Dorasel'll smack ya franchise
Playa it's over
Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth
And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover
I told you I'm the dirtiest
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
F**kin' wit' my street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat ni**a
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin' a sweet ni**a
Business as usual
We back up on the rocks wit' it
I'm feeding my fiends
I do it 'cause my pops did it
Still got the same heater
My niggaz leaking shots with it
?? b**ch a**
So they can think my cock did it
[Grant Rice]
Regime!
'Til they slay me and they lay me
Seize deep, pushin daisey's in Hades
Regime!
'Til the plate's clean
My brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstream
Until they pay me
Regime!
Until the Heavens fall
A weapon's kept in my drawers
To protect the every cause I represent
And every car
Second of we'll never fall
Fo' the mumbles, sumble, crumble not!
I'm a hustle mayan
Turn the f**kin' crum into an oven bake cake
Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done
So real and scary
Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun
I'm in it to menace
And sinnin from minute to minute
'Til I finish, all riddled they gimmicks and image they mimic
Specific I'll slay them
Stitch 'em and pitch 'em to the franchise
Regime ride to empire
Grant Rice!
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
{*Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*}
Yea ni**a! You can't f**k wit us ni**a
Regime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - igga!
[Yukmouth]
The thug lord ayatollah ran wit' twelve disciples
One hand held the Bible
One hand held the rifle *gunshot*
All hail my arrival
From VL's Disciples
To Crips and Piru's and rivals
Run for survival
It's murderin' mayhem
Them birds on the grayhound
From the curb of they town
Get served and sprayed down *gunshots*
Pounds of Earth'll break down
The cops run a search and shake down
Ever since I signed with my niggaz from H-Town
Prince J and stayed down
Made me put them cakes down
I run the Bay now
Shake and break like earthquakes now
And f**k hoes, a** up face down
Regime rock throw backs gats
Fitted caps and gats
Jags, Benzes, Lex and
A branch fell but the tree won't fall
We stand tall
We gone ball
This Regime b**ch!
[Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)

文本歌词

Regime MobstazRegime NiggazRegime KillersRegime Life(2x)
Yo, yo!I'm a Regime originalMy flow's aquaShe give me yo' snapsShe give you more claps than an operaStreet Sinatra, here to tease the shoppaYuk and Tech ni**aGodzilla and MopraTry and stop the Regime killaz will cost yaPop the glock to get the message across yaYou niggaz deserve an oscar, playin' doctorI'ma silence you niggaz as if I was actors and flossaFor 2Pac ya drought ni**a who shot yaSaw this beam light, scream like ChewbaccaWe got twats on lock the tiny totsMy mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppaI rabaquaIsh HopYa mock mySh*t is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enoughWe reign the clocks got yaTech is coming way cleanIf you ain't RegimeThen f**k ya!
We the real street criminalsRegime generalsMash for the mostAnd we sell it for the minimumWe Regime alliantsWith appetites of giantsHungry as some lionsWe the kings of the jungleY'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumbleEmpires will crumblePlatinum rappers are humblesPissin' on you peasantsWhenever we make our presenceOriginal and authenticFar from a gimmickSuckers try and mimicBut they just can't get itNo, they don't have their mind on itI don't hear no soul in itThey don't have they heart in itWe gone put a hole in itTo go hardcoreAll we do is go hardCuts them chicken's offBut we let 'em go hardRegardless who you areWe will break you off a barLoad off the hollowsDischarge 'em in your carIt's Regime ni**aAnd it gets no bigger!
The life of a gangstaIce and big bangersThe skyline changesCat, we live dangerousF**k who you came wit'This where the game twistSeperate the Regime ni**a from the namelessHit 'em with the stainlessShow 'em what pain isSpeak that languageWork them anglesY'all get mangledWe street niggazAnd once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!)Real sh*tI split ya frame du'Have ya name all mixed up with bad newsWhat you tryna proveI blow you out ya shoesY'must got my team confusedWe make the rulesBreak yo' face then bust the .2What you accustomed toNi**a this what a hustler doWhen Gonzoe and my niggaz lace ya crewRegime!
Regime MobstazRegime NiggazRegime KillersRegime Life
Regime the regimentWorldwide confederatesSuspects and federatesVillains, killers and terroristsRadicals individualsMoney making materialUnderrated and hatedBut over time we made itAnd dedicated to get itTo never sleep I hate itForget about the bullshitThese niggaz rather debate itOn these streets is how I get itA fetish for living HellishIt's talented how sell itThen cock it back and pull itI'm serious when I do itNo it ain't nothing to itSnatch ya chainsSplatter brainsActing like they knew itRegime the new teamKill for the cash greenSplit spleens to crush dreamsEmpty out magazinesHolla back to swallow stacksTreat 'em like d**e fiendsAnything you need I gotI'll be your first thingA hustlerMy nature, never to fallRegime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw
Niggaz know me sellI don't give a f**kI keep it tuckedIt's the dirty sizzleRegime missleThat's what's upNiggaz talk a lot of ruckusWe f**kersDon't wanna buck usI keep my niggaz dirty like truckersNi**a you heard meBeen in the game pretendin for betterNi**a whateverYou f**king with a war ni**aYo f**k rappin, I'll kill yaDorasel'll smack ya franchisePlaya it's overSnatch the Tec-9's from YukmouthAnd blast *gunshots* back at ya RoverI told you I'm the dirtiestHim...and gettin' up the earliestF**kin' wit' my street niggazAnd white boys that'll eat niggazI don't need a butcher to do my reppinI get mines with a heat ni**aPass by the spot wit' yo pieceSmokin' a sweet ni**aBusiness as usualWe back up on the rocks wit' itI'm feeding my fiendsI do it 'cause my pops did itStill got the same heaterMy niggaz leaking shots with it?? b**ch a**So they can think my cock did it
Regime!'Til they slay me and they lay meSeize deep, pushin daisey's in HadesRegime!'Til the plate's cleanMy brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstreamUntil they pay meRegime!Until the Heavens fallA weapon's kept in my drawersTo protect the every cause I representAnd every carSecond of we'll never fallFo' the mumbles, sumble, crumble not!I'm a hustle mayanTurn the f**kin' crum into an oven bake cakeHey! Wait! No - I'm - not - doneSo real and scaryMilitary 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgunI'm in it to menaceAnd sinnin from minute to minute'Til I finish, all riddled they gimmicks and image they mimicSpecific I'll slay themStitch 'em and pitch 'em to the franchiseRegime ride to empireGrant Rice!
Regime MobstazRegime NiggazRegime KillersRegime Life{*Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*}Yea ni**a! You can't f**k wit us ni**aRegime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - igga!
The thug lord ayatollah ran wit' twelve disciplesOne hand held the BibleOne hand held the rifle *gunshot*All hail my arrivalFrom VL's DisciplesTo Crips and Piru's and rivalsRun for survivalIt's murderin' mayhemThem birds on the grayhoundFrom the curb of they townGet served and sprayed down *gunshots*Pounds of Earth'll break downThe cops run a search and shake downEver since I signed with my niggaz from H-TownPrince J and stayed downMade me put them cakes downI run the Bay nowShake and break like earthquakes nowAnd f**k hoes, a** up face downRegime rock throw backs gatsFitted caps and gatsJags, Benzes, Lex andA branch fell but the tree won't fallWe stand tallWe gone ballThis Regime b**ch!
Regime MobstazRegime NiggazRegime KillersRegime Life(2x)

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