Did He Really Wanna Lyrics - Singles - Mo Thugs

(Layzie Bone) 

It's the art, art of war, art of war 

It's the art, art of war, art of war 

It's the art, art of war, art of war 

It's the art, art of war, art of war 

We gotta blast them 

Chorus: 

Did he really wanna, did he really wanna, 

did he really wanna commit that crime? 

Was really ready, was he really ready, 

was he really ready to do that time? 

Did he really wanna, did he really wanna, 

did he really wanna commit that crime? 

Was really ready, was he really ready, 

was he really ready to do that time? 

Ya'll didn't anticipate a downfall, a downfall 

Ya'll wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall 

Ya'll didn't anticipate a downfall, a downfall 

Ya'll wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall 

(T N Tee) 

Nigga's give pain, niggas live pain 

Point range 

In a court they hang hit with co-operate slang 

25 years of your life never seen the light 

Was it worth that? 

Is you sure black? 

Did you look him in his eyes when you laid the man down with five rounds 

Kill for self greed 

Cause yourself to bleed 

Eternal death 

Inside out you rot 

Take a life, give a life, you will owe this one 

Please Lord nigga don't cry now 

Don't snitch now, don't run 

You was tough with the gun 

Let's fight with time 

Let's explore the mind with the Smith of Death 

Cause you took his breath 

Take a deep breath 'cause you dyin' in here 

Ain't no love in here, just concrete 

One eye open when you sleep 

A done deal, they got us fucked for real 

We lifers 

Ain't no more sunny days do it your own ways 

We programmed niggas to kill what we love 

Our motherfucking self 

Chorus 

(Layzie Bone) 

They didn't anticipate a downfall, downfall 

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall 

All the nigga said was don't move, it's a jack move bitch 

Give me the watch that's on your wrist or i'm a empty out my clip 

Toss the keys down nigga 

On your knees now bitch 

Put the gun on your mouth or i'm a lay you where ya stand 

Now the Nigga ran like Jesse Owens 

All I could hear was the silence when the guage started blowin 

Ain't nobody knowin I'm a killa on the run livin' paranoid 

Sometimes I can't trust my own homeboys 

Scary in the night time, blurry in the daylight 

We in a world where niggas don't play right 

A nigga don't play fight, we seek and destroy 

Tell the truth and keep it real for the girls and boys 

And on a mission for the lost souls 

We'll meet you at the crossroads 

One third our niggas heard i open plenty of ya hoes 

So I'm a target, hottest thug on the market 

Gimme a blunt and I'm a spark it 

I'm meant to be the darkest bitch 

Chorus 

You didn't anticipate a downfall, downfall 

You wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall 

(Gold) 

Lil' nigga didn't really wanna catch a felony case 

Posted outside the store waitin' for the shift to change 

Could've chose the right path, went against the grain 

Put a mask over features got one in the heater 

Make a dash for the cash and ducks 

2:11 on the perk... Every second of this crime seemin' long as fuck 

Don't call my bluff, get the chips up 

Count two G's back checkin' cause this rapping ain't workin for me 

Jack of all trades master of none 

Could've took more time and excel but niggas want 

Got a son son to support 

Pack guns for sport 

Adrenaline straight rushin' as he hit the door 

Board the getaway car 

Headed back to the hood on the hovel to rest 

Check the door caffiene 

Been this straight strapped with an uzi all day 

Laid his ass to rest 

Chorus 

(Layzie Bone) 

They didn't anticipate that downfall, downfall 

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall 

(Meneski) 

What you niggas thought, ya'll can disrespect the clique? 

What you niggas you think Menenski is a motherfucking trick? 

Shoot a nigga up 

Naw wet a nigga up 

Putting a nigga in the trunk is always real with me 

Killa's roll with me 

Hit the fuck in the Remy you better be feeling me 

Cause nigga's be killing me 

My nigga's be buck wild and I been filed since a juvenile 

Nigga I got too many styles 

(Ken Dawg) 

I got the bitch-ass nigga 

Didn't see these niggas running off from the back 

You hear my tongue on this track? 

And i see his lungs from his back 

Cause he was sprung off the rat 

Didn't come with a strap 

Old dumb ass cat 

We runnin' up in him perfect contender 

Six feet deep or facing a sentence 

Either way just end this 

Square bizness 

Bitch nigga's last minute begging for forgiveness 

Bitch was trying to think of a faster way to end this 

He didn't really wanna get his self in the shit he was in 

Grab his drag his monkey ass through the Benz 

Makin' one example out of this squire 

To let these niggas know we for real about our ends 

Chorus 

(Layzie Bone) 

They didn't anticipate that downfall, downfall 

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall