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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 nigga
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 nigga 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
Shit 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 fuck 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 nigga
And it gets no bigger!

[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 niggaz
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 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 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

[Dorasel]
Niggaz 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
Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus
We fuckers
Don't wanna buck us
I keep my niggaz dirty like truckers
Nigga you heard me
Been in the game pretendin 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
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
Fuckin' 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 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 'cause my pops did it
Still got the same heater
My niggaz leaking shots with it
?? bitch ass
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 fuckin' 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 nigga! You can't fuck wit us nigga
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 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!

[Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)
[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 nigga   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 nigga 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   Shit 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 fuck 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 nigga   And it gets no bigger!      [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 niggaz   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 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 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      [Dorasel]   Niggaz 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   Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus   We fuckers   Don't wanna buck us   I keep my niggaz dirty like truckers   Nigga you heard me   Been in the game pretendin 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   Him...and gettin' up the earliest   Fuckin' 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 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 'cause my pops did it   Still got the same heater   My niggaz leaking shots with it   ?? bitch ass   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 fuckin' 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 nigga! You can't fuck wit us nigga   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 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!      [Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko]   Regime Mobstaz   Regime Niggaz   Regime Killers   Regime Life   (2x)