Yukmouth feat. Da Regime Regime Mobstaz Lyrics

Godzilla Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Godzilla, Part 2
  • 2 Money & Power
  • 3 Nothin 2 a Bo$$
  • 4 Regime Mobstaz
  • 5 Stuntastic
  • 6 Pimp da Bitch
  • 7 Do My Thang
  • 8 Kidnap U
  • 9 Somebody Gonna Die 2 Nite
  • 10 Ya Boy
  • 11 I Want Ya Body
  • 12 Thug Lordz
  • 13 Be Easy
  • 14 What It Do
  • 15 Go Hard
  • 16 Do It B.I.
  • 17 Model Chickz
  • 18 Hard Tymez
  • [Hook x2: Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Regime Mobstaz
    Regime Niggas
    Regime Killers
    Regime Life

    [Verse 1: 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 chakra
    Yuk and Tech nigga, Godzilla and Mothra
    Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya
    Pop the Glock to get the message across ya
    You niggas deserve an oscar, playin' doctor
    I'ma silence you niggas as if I was ? and ?
    For 2Pac ya dropped nigga who shot ya
    Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
    We got twats on lock the tiny ??
    My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
    I ??
    Tihs kcuf
    Ya mock my
    Shit is gonna be a slip knot ?
    We reign ??
    Tech is coming way clean
    If you ain't Regime
    Then fuck ya!

    [Verse 2: 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 nigga
    And it gets no bigger!

    [Verse 4: Gonzoe]
    The life of a gangsta
    Ice and big bangers
    The skyline changes
    Cat, we live dangerous
    Fuck who you came wit'
    This where the game twist
    Seperate the Regime nigga 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 niggas
    And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!)
    Real shit
    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
    Nigga this what a hustler do
    When Gonzoe and my niggas lace ya crew

    [Hook x2: Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Regime Mobstaz
    Regime Niggas
    Regime Killers
    Regime Life

    [Verse 5: 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 niggas 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 dope 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

    [Verse 6: Dorasel]
    Niggas know me sell
    I don't give a fuck
    I keep it tucked
    It's the dirty sizzle
    Regime missle
    That's what's up
    Niggas talk a lot of ruckus
    We fuckers
    Don't wanna buck us
    I keep my niggas dirty like truckers
    Nigga you heard me
    Been in the game ?? for better
    Nigga whatever
    You fucking with a war nigga
    Yo fuck 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
    ??? gettin' up the earliest
    Fuckin' wit' my street niggas
    And white boys that'll eat niggas
    I don't need a butcher to do my ?
    I get mines with a heat nigga
    Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
    Smokin' a sweet nigga
    Business as usual
    We back up on the rocks wit' it
    I'm feeding my fiends
    I do it cuz my pops did it
    Still got the same heater
    My niggas leaking shots with it
    ?? bitch ass
    So they can think my cock did it

    [Verse 7: Grant Rice]
    'Til they slay me and they lay me
    Seize deep, pushin daisey's in Hades
    'Til the plate's clean
    My brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstream
    Until they pay me
    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 fuckin' drum into an oven vacade
    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 ?? a franchise
    Regime ride to empire
    Grant Rice!

    [Hook x2: Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Regime Mobstaz
    Regime Niggas
    Regime Killers
    Regime Life

    {​​​​​*Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*}​​​​​

    Yea nigga! You can't fuck wit us nigga
    Regime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - nigga!

    [Verse 8: 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 gray ?
    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 niggas 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 fuck hoes, ass 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 bitch!

    [Hook x2: Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Regime Mobstaz
    Regime Niggas
    Regime Killers
    Regime Life

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