Kane & Abel - 'Bout That Combat lyrics

(feat. Full Blooded, Soulja Slim) [Kane & Abel] Throw yo weapons, grab yo gats k**in this time for combat Knockin gnats off n***as head Deliverin these murder raps Play who wants to play? I don't play, I'm a soldier game over P hold ya doja, hot bullet scold That 4 5 holder, put that a** in the coma like ebola A sneakin sow k**ings High blood count, capital contract blood spillin's Maniacs egnite like dynamite packs Click, clack, 30 minute gun fights, with gats Haters run like track Intimidated to bust back They would bow down, we throwin down, thats how we react Get thank, gonna stop the tank Kane & Abel bout that combat Muthaf**a thank we ain't! [Chorus:] [Soulja Slim] We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat [Full Blooded] Da Hound from Gert Town, you n***as act like they don't know me No claimin, n***a done sh** back in '94 with P Down South Hustla, muthaf**a Murda, murda, murda, pa** me my murder weapon sh** gets scary, when the lights tur Ned out All these li'l muthaf**in rounds cryin Murda muthaf**a, get wiped out Hit the flo', get low, which y'all know how to go Left, left, left, when the impact When to this muthaf**in cho' Respect my mind, is all the f** I ask f** the down south be a Island Rest of the world be a blood bath I'm to fatal, I'm givin facial Give a f** about a n***a Givin your life for my paper I was born for this type of sh** All I gotta do is tips With two glocks and 4 clips I'm full blooded, when I first met him I shoulda wet him Did got a side of a soldier So your playin like a hoe bra? [Chorus] [Soulja Slim] n***a, n***a. n***a get face down on the ground, don't move a muscle Oh I bust, and flacktal you, I's tucked you, I shows no remorse I got this Mag 9 and takin all body parts Fatal thoughts got me jumpin to conclusions In that war, keep f**in up my mind and sh**, havin me confusin I don't know what my do's and don'ts What the f** you want, a couple of shots, or get dumped In the trunk n***a, get a li'l somethin to sink you a** down Donk you in the realver, after you give us 50 G's, a couple of key's it's all good You understand, say you understood I'll be representin, betta hold that noise f**in right, I'm bout that combat, I'm a soldier boy n***a, lay it down on the ground that's what I said Muthaf**a don't talk, we just want the bread n***a [Chorus]