War Ready (feat. 3200 Bink)
Primetime buda
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We don't care what you look like, we don't care who you voted for, who you worship, what you worship, who you love It doesn't matter if your dad left you millions when he died or if you knew who your father was We have been honed into a machine of lethal moving parts that you would be wise to avoid if you know what's good for you We will not be intimidated, we will not back down But if you want war, someone else will raise your sons and daughters Had to tell Bink bring the choppas out, let them know we ready for war You can try to hide up in the house, f*ck nigga we'll kick your door Yeah we the reason why your bro died, you can't even up the score Better keep our name up out your mouth, we'll make sure you die slow Coming to demolish, best you count your days I'm just going be honest, we leave niggas D.O.A Yeah you know we run shit, promise we ain't going nowhere On me they tried to send a hit, but I'm still here Pull up to the scene, we'll leave you finished and it ain't going be no witness Free my bro, yeah he doing a life sentence and he told me to handle my business See the opps, trying to creep, creep, creep, get close you going feel this heat We gon' put his ass to sleep, he was too deep in the streets Riding with my bros, put a nigga six feet below No he can't be saved, I'ma piss on his grave On them boys we dropping bombs, yeah he fucked with the wrong ones Tell the streets I'm a veteran, keep giving smoke till I stop breathing Oh yeah I got good intuition, so no nigga you can't catch me slipping Yeah nigga I don't fear death, I'ma keep catching bodies till it's no one left Niggas act hard to the in the system, now them fuckboys tryna play victim Now they want peace, f*ck nigga we want war Had to tell Bink bring the choppas out, let them know we ready for war You can try to hide up in the house, f*ck nigga we'll kick your door Yeah we the reason why your bro died, you can't even up the score Better keep our name up out your mouth, we'll make sure you die slow Coming to demolish, best you count your days I'm just going be honest, we leave niggas D.O.A Yeah you know we run shit, promise we ain't going nowhere On me they tried to send a hit, but I'm still here Yeah yeah, you kill my vibe, I'ma kill you nigga You need to do better and stop all the bitching, I'm cruising like Tom, impossible mission If you scared go to church, these niggas be chicken And speaking on gang, have you sleep with the fishes These niggas be hoes, they killing bout bitches Cops smacked out, do a hit and we ditch it I step with my steppers, we standing on business Hop in, hop out, lil bro got the switches Ain't dropping no lo niggas, better come get me You niggas got low and I'm dropping that fifty This bitch fully loaded, I nickname it Remy Done sparing these niggas, my father can get it He want me to die, that shit be sickening Goofy ass nigga like fifty, trying to diss me Try to diss me you bitch ass nigga, like fifty Sit your old ass down before you get your shit cracked, bitch ass nigga
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