CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Bomb First (OG Version)
*Heartbeating*
It's not about East or West
It's about n***as and b*t*hes
Power and money, ridaz and punks
Which side are you on?
*Heartbeat* *Gunshots*
*Encroaching footsteps*
These n***as is still f**kin' talkin'?
You n***as still breathin'? F**kin' roaches
A'ight, it's the Raid on c*ckroaches
Punk motherf**kers, this is it (Makaveli The Don)
Killuminati Style (all day) (up in your a**)
(Bomb first) (Outlaw Ridahz) Solo sh*t, bring it!
Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like The Holy Qur'an
N***as get shook like 5-0
My .45 is next to me when we ride, for survival
Money-makin' plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introducе the topic, then we drop it
Exposе snakes ‘cause they breed freely
See me rise, located worldwide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my att**ude is sh*tty
Born on a dope fiend's t**ty, (huh) in every city
You'll find me, look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw n***as down to die for me, know I mean?
I hit the scene, n***as duckin' from my guillotine stare
I'm right there, my every word a f**kin' nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs, down to die for y'all
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in ’em
Cut ’em down, to Hell is where we send ’em
My whole team trained to explode, ride or die
Murder motherf**kers lyrically and I'm not gonna cry
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them "my b*t*h-n***a eaters"
And not a whimper until I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these n***as, but I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, JAY-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, n***a, when I find you
Weak motherf**kers don't deserve to breathe
How many n***as down to die for me? Yay-yay!
West Coast rider, comin' right behind ya
Should have never f**ked with me
I want money, hoes, sex and weed
I won't rest until my road dog's free – bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
For so many days, in so many ways we've been duckin' strays
They delivers, but still we some Bad Boy killers
Got nuttin' to lose, I gots nowhere to go
I only got one home, see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli be the general
And I be a soldier on a mission, sent to do what you'll never do
And that's ride for the cause, yes, I'll die for the cause
You best believe, if I'ma leave this b*t*h, yo I'm dyin' with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a ma'f**kin' Nazi
Got a little question for that n***a that made "Paparazzi"
If you ain't in this rap game for the motherf**kin' cash, mane
Then what is your motherf**kin' purpose? Narcing service
E.D.I. Mean, born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first, b*t*h!
Biatch! Come on, bring it, down with it!
Then we ride
Come on, bring it
Bomb first when we ride
Hey, get that n***a!
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin' patent leather
Causin' ma**ive terror, y'all n***as lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper, half drug kingpin, you're tellin' fairy tales, dunn
"King of New York" like you the motherf**kin' one?
But I'm from Jers', we don't play that sh*t
From the Clare down to North Bricks all my n***as flippin’ chips
Gettin’ rich, even though it's hard
Tryna creep through these halls and brawls without scarred by a revolve'
With no warning signs, ‘cause yo, my man took five
Now I'm the youngin with the 9 ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no sh*t this evening, believe me
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
G's and thug n***as on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, but bomb first—
Let us pray, 'cause we definitely have sinned
It's not about East or West
It's about n***as and b*t*hes
Power and money, ridaz and punks
Which side are you on?
*Heartbeat* *Gunshots*
*Encroaching footsteps*
These n***as is still f**kin' talkin'?
You n***as still breathin'? F**kin' roaches
A'ight, it's the Raid on c*ckroaches
Punk motherf**kers, this is it (Makaveli The Don)
Killuminati Style (all day) (up in your a**)
(Bomb first) (Outlaw Ridahz) Solo sh*t, bring it!
Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like The Holy Qur'an
N***as get shook like 5-0
My .45 is next to me when we ride, for survival
Money-makin' plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introducе the topic, then we drop it
Exposе snakes ‘cause they breed freely
See me rise, located worldwide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my att**ude is sh*tty
Born on a dope fiend's t**ty, (huh) in every city
You'll find me, look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw n***as down to die for me, know I mean?
I hit the scene, n***as duckin' from my guillotine stare
I'm right there, my every word a f**kin' nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs, down to die for y'all
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in ’em
Cut ’em down, to Hell is where we send ’em
My whole team trained to explode, ride or die
Murder motherf**kers lyrically and I'm not gonna cry
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them "my b*t*h-n***a eaters"
And not a whimper until I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these n***as, but I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, JAY-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, n***a, when I find you
Weak motherf**kers don't deserve to breathe
How many n***as down to die for me? Yay-yay!
West Coast rider, comin' right behind ya
Should have never f**ked with me
I want money, hoes, sex and weed
I won't rest until my road dog's free – bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
For so many days, in so many ways we've been duckin' strays
They delivers, but still we some Bad Boy killers
Got nuttin' to lose, I gots nowhere to go
I only got one home, see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli be the general
And I be a soldier on a mission, sent to do what you'll never do
And that's ride for the cause, yes, I'll die for the cause
You best believe, if I'ma leave this b*t*h, yo I'm dyin' with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a ma'f**kin' Nazi
Got a little question for that n***a that made "Paparazzi"
If you ain't in this rap game for the motherf**kin' cash, mane
Then what is your motherf**kin' purpose? Narcing service
E.D.I. Mean, born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first, b*t*h!
Biatch! Come on, bring it, down with it!
Then we ride
Come on, bring it
Bomb first when we ride
Hey, get that n***a!
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin' patent leather
Causin' ma**ive terror, y'all n***as lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper, half drug kingpin, you're tellin' fairy tales, dunn
"King of New York" like you the motherf**kin' one?
But I'm from Jers', we don't play that sh*t
From the Clare down to North Bricks all my n***as flippin’ chips
Gettin’ rich, even though it's hard
Tryna creep through these halls and brawls without scarred by a revolve'
With no warning signs, ‘cause yo, my man took five
Now I'm the youngin with the 9 ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no sh*t this evening, believe me
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
G's and thug n***as on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, but bomb first—
Let us pray, 'cause we definitely have sinned
