bloody war
Singer:banner, david
niggas think the south is a motherfucking fad
i went back and picked up my nigga b.g
what you think these bullets and all these guns made for?
what you think these bullets and all these guns made for?
they made to bust with em they made to bang with em
they made to knock out your brains with em
they made to bust with em they made to bang with em
they made to knock out your brains with em
running from helicopters and duckin the feds
i want that nigga to come that shit
so i can get it back and go beat that bitch
about that south; the place where we woulda putta bullet in your mouth
and let the grim reaper come and take your ass
imma slow it down cause i'm goin to fast
imma slow it down to fast
this the last time that i'm gonna remind you niggas
imma cock back and put a hot dime in you niggas
ten pops from a fucking glock
but now my piece is clearing out the block
the man with a plan to put your ass in some land
all we do is kill and hustle
if you come slipping without that pistol
on a block that got they're stash took
the niggas who took it turned around and got his ass busted
half the time i don't sleep
how i'mma sleep when i'm in the streets and i got beef?
on my block it's war; we live like we in pakistan
i got the mac in my pants
and i got crack in my hands
i give it how you want it; i take it how it come
they say you live by the gun
i been a little soldier; i been a little beast
i got soldier slim livin through me
just beg to the lord to let me see another day
bomb ass weedwill keep me calm
the streets is feeling like vietnam
i'm crunk like i'm lil' john
i'mma wizard waving a wand
your bodies up in my palm
hit the block and go take care of my moms nigga
i tell her momma don't trip
it's too late to change now
wherever you catch me at i'm ready to bust with it