Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherfucker?

This is war Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga, uh Yeah, nigga. As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin The realest nigga breathing, y'all pretend Real crippy since I hopped off the swing With my strap, that's my peace offering Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment Deadline my clothing, don't fuck with Pink Dolphin Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened Send extras through his chest bones, shit, he don't need that coffin Most niggas would've run away, but me I'm out here walking Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome Now nah, I ain't no dolphin, fuck rhyming, I'm cripping Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring Doing drive-by's I ain't steering, white Peter Rose, I ain't tearin' Fuck your bitch, in front of your chil'ren See your whip side of my building, yeah Put my dick and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear Bitch, I'm everywhere and over there You die here, let of a pair Yak yak!

This is war Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga.

House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's Cocaine my hero, you ain't you ain't Figg Side gettin' Deebo'd Always asking for the burner like, young niggas still free load Heart big as my ego, don't fly 'round my signal I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the stripe once Won't get the stripe twice, you niggas half price Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf I'm smoking bath salt through sherm sticks, burn this, ooh Knock knock through the condo's, Schoolboy from the fa' do's But who was spanked to you unranked, you can fuck around and get that chin bank'd Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies My glock ya fuck buddy, make money, take money Earn crack money, drug money, bail money Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me?

When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, haumie, yeah. Bust my gun all by myself Rock cocaine all by myself Poured propane all on myself Go so hard might harm myself Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, yeah nigga.

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When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, haumie, yeah Bow, bow!

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