Streetwars

Say thug Them niggas at war across town Sad part about it, them niggas used to be on the same corner, same block Now they beefing Boosie Badazz Street wars turn violent Real talk These niggas used to run together, thug and stunt together This when they was juveniles smoking weed, sipping jungle juice One blew, one hustler never grew, so he building cases Throwing slangs in his words, this nigga really hate him Never thinking ‘bout this nigga money on his mind If his homie don’t see this coming, then homie blind They kicked the door, hit for the works, somebody knew the spot Cameras got ‘em, it was them niggas off your own block But guess who sent them though? It was his nigga, yo He like “not my nigga though, he dangerous, got to kill him though” So K’s bust in ‘cause both sides will grave something Keep it with me, you ain’t saying nothing Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to kill me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent Verse 2 for all my niggas in the dirt too Murked a lot of niggas, but in the end, he got murked too We Chi-Town living up in my city, strictly give you the business E-, e-, e-, everybody got extensions On the powerline, your tennis, everybody thugging Nigga just had a shootout and them niggas second cousins (Damn) What the fuck going on? Nigga shooting at each other ‘bout a song, better have your pistol Fuck around with Boosie Boo, better have your hitters I don’t got no feelings, turn to Mad Max, nigga Them niggas killing for their boy who was a rat But that boy took care of niggas, they’re coming back Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to kill me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent They’ve done killed Big Nut, what the fuck? Got the whole ATL fucked up, rest in peace, blood It’ll never end for Soulja Slim, rest in peace, thug Niggas changing by the hour, this is me, thug They killed this nigga’s son, now they busting guns Fighting in the club, ain’t no 1-on-1 They just killed this little hustler But that hustler had some first cousins and a big brother, and they all slanging Even a scary nigga’s killing, they all dangerous Big dog just made the call, now they all stinking Niggas murking each other right on the set One nigga jealous of the next Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to kill me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent