Ready For War accords par
Jeezy
Jeezy

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Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
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The youngest guerilla in here mayn,
Young Dyno in here with Trae, D and slab
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We representing this to the fullest mayn,
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AK's loaded
And cocked,
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but now the clip's ready to peel on a punk
Verse 2
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Y'all niggas better run, we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
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Speaking my name you better quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
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S- L- A- B that's on my life,
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we ready for war
Verse 3
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Y'all niggas better run,
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we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
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Speaking my name you better quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
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S- L- A- B that's on my life,
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we ready for war, ready for war
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Who gon repres
Verse 4
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ent for Texas,
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like I represent for Texas
And who this nigga talking down on dirty south,
niggas rapping reckless scared
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Took him out of the hotel,
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cause when Ro swang Ro swell
Eyebrows and jaws,
so in my presence Mr. don't tell
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I'm a motherfucking murderer,
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you the wankstar
Verse 5
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Popping that gangstar shit on the radio,
and it's disturbing you
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Big Moe nigga that's my big dog,
and my love ain't never gon' withdrawal
So we clicked up coming to get y'all,
my nigga Ja said you's a bitch dog
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I'm a soldier,
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these niggas ain't never gon learn
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Fucking with the fire bitch nigga you freezing,
Verse 6
then you burn
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This is M- O- E,
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murder of everything in front of us
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And can 't nobody stop it,
because the reaper's coming to cancel every one of us
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And it's all gravy,
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all of my niggas are hard plus we all crazy
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Wishing I can be a peaceful man and,
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hoping that the Lord save me
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Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent,
you nothing but change
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I'm a whole dolla nigga,
hanging one in your brain
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Now can you picture C smoke
Verse 7
out choked out,
with Guerilla Maab
Mob figgas representing,
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and we here to do the job
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Got my step- on nigga shoes on,
'case it get dirty
'Cause man it's going down,
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in the thirty
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It's for war thirty, fuck President Bush
If he was close to the edge,
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then I'll give him a push
Verse 8
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And do this whole world a favor,
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hey there howdy neighbor
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Shit, I'm sorry I took so
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long to save you
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I was get ting my dick sucked,
by my secretary
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She asked me my sign,
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I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott,
five thousand block
I paint the white house black,
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and start renting it out
Verse 9
In this underground game,
I'm rolling with slab
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Black H2 Hummers,
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when we holding the ave
Got a itching trigger finger,
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when I'm holding my strap
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Nigga they call me hit man,
don't get your wig pushed back
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Man some of these niggas,
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is bitches too
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Steady riding my dick
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, like bitches do
Verse 10
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You a gangsta or a hoe,
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nigga which is you
Archie Lee been real, before I had a crew
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Get it right don't get it wrong,
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I stay's in the zone
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Plus my piece got yellow stones,
like I stayed on the stone
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I spit that hood shit, that wood shit
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Hershelwood for life,
matter fact it's all good bitch
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I heard a nigga in the game,
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was saying my name
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But now my Glock is fully loaded,
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and ready to aim
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S- L- A- B until I'm gone,
and I'm repping it strong
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You don't wanna see these gorillas,
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running up in your home
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Everybody better clear the lot,
when the lights off
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I set it off, when I luger ride for the cause
Verse 12
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And fuck the law,
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I'ma mash till I'm finished and done
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And when it's all said and done,
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I'ma be number one
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And I bet that I'm a soldier that'll fold you,
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I done told you
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Niggas getting ran over, in a Rover
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Traeforever staying sober,
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like a Jehovah
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Witness I'm at your door
brah, door brah
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Y'all niggas better run,
Verse 13
we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit,
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'fore you lose your jaw
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S- L- A- B that's on my life,
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we ready for war
Verse 14
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Y'all niggas better run,
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we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
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Speaking my name you better quit,
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'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- B that's on my life,
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we ready for war, ready for war
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Let's take it, to the
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streets
Any one of you, motherfuckers got beef
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I will fill you, with heat
Get the nine millimeter fitted up in my denim,
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on my creep
Who that wanna do that, bitch
or come through that
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And sweep up, that
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street
I'm a motherfucking G,
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and bitch you gon listen to me when I speak
I ain't got no time to try to
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be friendly
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Motherfuckers, must didn't hear me
Move around bitch,
before you feel me
Verse 17
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We smoke em, and choke em
Then fry a motherfucker,
just like a poker
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The game is now over
Be the next to the thoedest cats
or now open
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Are you playing with me boy
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Watch a nigga bob and weave, and
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then we break jaw
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We ain't barring no law
Snap rugged and rough,
and playing this game raw
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Bitch we ready for war
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Anybody running up
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is bound to get scarred
D- O- U- G I are,
dropping bombs up on you bitches going hard
Verse 19
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These niggas be plexing and talking down,
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on a G ass nigga
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Sweet pea ass nigga,
fuck around and catch the heat ass nigga
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Beefing with me a nig ga named B,
you silly rabbits finna see
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A guerilla thriller will kill a nigga,
in these H- Town streets
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Ready for war boy we raw,
I thought I told you cats
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Who was the nigga that had to bust,
and make the crowd move back
Verse 20
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Never slacking or lacking,
still attacking like I'm Sadaam
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Set it off like the chirp that's going off,
on the alarm
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Doing harm nigga we swarm,
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on any and every hater in sight
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Fuck around and call a nigga Teddy,
steady turning off your lights
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Night lights gon get burned,
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fucking with paper that I earned
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Slab gladiating on hating,
see you cats gon' learn
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It's
Verse 21
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Jay'Ton, motherfuckers and
if they don't know the name
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From the wild wild west,
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slugging em like Jesse James
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Dog better get the fuck back,
'fore I fuck around and leave a nigga flat
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With a cardiac heart attack,
slugs stuck off in your back
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See I ain't tripping mayn,
I'm one of the young guerillas
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That's stacking scrilla, slash a
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killa cause I'm a made nigga
You don't wanna get hauled on,
or straight clicked on
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I've been a G ever since the day,
that I left home
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S- L- A- B,
Verse 22
one of these motherfuckers finna see
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I've been a sad cat with a fat cat all the way back,
still spitting with heat
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One of the rap game phe nomenon's, me and
my click be ready for war
You better get your entourage,
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'fore you get calicoes through your car
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Or you'll get a 44 to your jaw,
ain't no love boxing we raw
And if you really think that we playing,
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step in the ring so you can get scarred
Verse 23
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Guerillas ready for havoc,
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on a mission to let you have it
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To tell the truth I done had it,
this game is really fin to get tragic
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I ain't having when I'm busting on first and ten,
I'ma be rushing
Till a nigga left with concussions,
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bring the end of discussion dog
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You don't wanna get me pissed off or
ticked off your ass is fin to get pissed on
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Not dissed on but clicked on,
for stepping inside my zone
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50 Cent,
Verse 24
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baby that's nothing
but chump change
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Shooting slugs at my
partna, disrespecting the game
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So feel this verbal cocaine,
your whole tape was trash
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Now the whole screwed up click,
gon beat that ass
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So when you come in H- Town,
don't hide behind your circle
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We gon' tear the club up,
leave both your eyes purple
Verse 25
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Hurt you bitch nigga,
that's from the boss man
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I'm known for slapping boys,
knocking 'em out with my hands
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Understand bow down,
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and show some respect
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We clicked up and heated,
with knifes hanging round our neck
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I'm a cold blooded killa,
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do a murder for the price
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So call the ambulance,
and put this bitch up on some ice
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Y'all niggas better run,
Verse 26
we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
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Speaking my name you better quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
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S- L- A- B that's on my life,
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we ready for war
Verse 27
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Y'all niggas better run,
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we ready for war
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This ain't no game we off the chain,
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and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit,
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'fore you lose your jaw
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S- L- A- B that's on my life, we ready for war,
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ready for war
Verse 28
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2K3, S- L- A- B,
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slow loud and bangin'
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In your motherfucking face,
in your motherfucking trunk
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Hell naw, it ain't gon never stop nigga
We don't know how to stop,
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so shit we just gon' keep going
And matter fact this hoe
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ass nigga 50 Cent
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Bitch you ain't
Verse 29
nothing but
two quarters nigga
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We made change out of your bitch ass,
nigga
We hold dolla bills round this bitch,
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holding
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Ain't a god damn thang stolen
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Big Moe,
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that's my motherfucking nigga for L- I- F- E
Verse 30
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So fuck you niggas, till you D- E- A- D
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Run up on us if you wanna nigga,
get your bitch ass slid
Into a motherfucking coma,
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yeah nigga
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Like H- A- Dub- K say nigga,
we ain't gon play
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We got the motherfucking K,
we ready to spray
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With no delay,
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feel me nigga Mo city Texas
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Till a nigga gone, forever rolling with
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my chrome
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Verse 31
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Nigga in the right state of mind,
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again, again
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Letting you punk ass niggas,
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know about war
You know I'm saying,
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niggas out here we glove or we can Glock it up
You know I'm saying ain't no
playing out here
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It's gorillas for real,
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lil' orangutan ass chipmunk ass niggas
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Y'all better represent this to the fullest mayn,
Verse 32
this slab
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Bitches under stand this mayn,
all that talking down
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Running the diarrhea out your mouth,
get something to talk about
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'Cause a nigga'll slap your track out bitch,
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you know I'm saying
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Hoe ass niggas,
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trying to ride red niggas know Ike painting
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Ain't like Ike's know I'm saying,
Outro 1
do what you like
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