Lyrics:
gon' get along
Paranoid off these drugs, needing love by my lone
We back door, he lack with his taco
I don't speak Spanish, but I let that chop blow
I'm
baby da
MYBVD das ne 40 in meim cup
Huh yeah
MYBVD baby ja ich bin heut fucked
Huh yeah
MYBVD baby erste Liebe war Drugs
und MYBVD wenn ich irgendwann
dribble
But if we go to war can that bitch block a missile? (Can she?)
I be on some bullshit, I know people can't stand me
Benzino got caught up fuckin'
later tonight
Sex, wanna wet her but maybe depress
Yes, I watch your baby undress
And it don't take much to make me erect
And still I don't know her
Name
Cadillac I escaladed
I stayed down, they evacuated
They make loyalty complicated
We bring war we initiate it
Ooh, ahh splash, baby, pull up on a jet ski
Let
dead redemptions online,
Cut the fantasy off - no more Raymond Chou
In the building, it’s Octagon, baby,
Got to go strong to obtain the payment, G
I can
(Right)
(Yaaaahhhh)
(Yaaaahhhhh)
(Yeahhhhhhhh)
I have these thoughts they be wicked
(Yeahhhhhh)
I'm smoking drugs not prescript
(Yooooooo)
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
Don't matter to me, I got it all locked down, baby
It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the saw
Three men, slain inside an apartment
All you could see was the sparks when it darkened
Daylight broke, cops roll on the scene
The drug war, daily
[whistle blows]
[female] Slaughter
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Poppa-Poppa Pistol stuck his dick in Momma Missile
and created Mr. Got-to-Get-You if he opposite just
tenders, keep us in debts
WIC checks, drugs, safe sex, birth control threats
The original is artificial, seed is fruits
Nuclear missiles, launched by
to make it
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm
brought war to our community
So many bodies droppin', it's gotta stop
I wanna help
But still I'm steppin', keep my weapon
Must protect myself
The promise
know
We gotta go cause I'm seeing a storm
This is war bitch
This is war bitch - yeah
Get out the Silencer
This is war bitch
This is war bitch
We coming
with no hope
There's no peace so all my niggas start
Regulatin' on your streets
Bustin' the neighborhood scatters
Another drug war there ain't no truce
BUT ITS WAR THEY BE LOOKING, CRIMINAL ACTS FROM THE CASH THAT THEY TOOK'AN
PART OF THIS IS ALL BOUT THE MONEY BUT THE EGO OVERIDE LOGIC FOR THE MONEY IN
ending but this
Just a new beginning
Take a walk off in the jungle come and look at how we living
Since babies we’ve been sentenced
Have you ever had
and doing time
Can't ignore it, smack dab border war
As the beat goes on, words flowed on
I caught the law pyramids, Machu Picchu
Things they don't teach you
mooh pe gayi moot
Shuru shuru mein main cute uske baad hua rude
Auron ko wo bheje late night nudes
Baby mujhe bare kaam, Tabhee milta main kamm
Zabaan
like some missiles
If the feds lackin' love, baby, just whistle
Stop tryna play on the ground, we official
If I pass your ass the ball, why you let it
contest, say
Nuff disprespect to the drug dealer
Crack sellin black killers stop
I gotta save the babies, luxury and false security
Make the babies want
or the cream
Or else, yo' life is on the shelf
We mean this Frank
Them cats we fuckin' wit' put bombs in yo' moms gas tank
Let's get this money baby
They shady,
No courthouse custody battles presided over by Judges
Who don't give a shit about our babies their Fathers or Mothers
No baby daddy's who won't be
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