WHO WANT WAR (Explicit) 歌詞
WHO WANT WAR (Explicit) - Mozzy/Polo G
Uh mmm muh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Told bro we so locked in that I won't breathe if you die
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing Bs to the sky
**** it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then at my lowest they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus I ain't know enough
In the trenches pistol totin' you gon' blow or what
Who want war with us
Donkey rope HGM pendant hangin' off it yeah I put him on
He ain't puttin' on we take him off it
Niggas in the field worth a couple Ms could play the office but I'd rather not
Suckers tryna get back for them losses it's still one up top
Paranoia got me movin' caution upper echelon
Separate the crashes from the bosses
Far as paperwork Jake'll tell you mozzarella flawless I ain't said a word
Got it off the curb now we ballin' ain't no once it's up
Tend to leave it there we can't resolve it
**** your dead homies still denyin' all involvement
I don't know what happened
They put that chicken on my head 'cause niggas know we're actin'
Yeah it's much more than rappin'
Told bro we so locked in that I won't breathe if you die
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing Bs to the sky
**** it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then at my lowest they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus I ain't know enough
In the trenches pistol totin' you gon' blow or what
Who want war with us
Them shorties spin they like
What them killings gotta do wit' you
Thirty Ms in still paying for these funerals
Them killers still anxious for revenge we can't do a truce
I hope better friends ain't the reason I come through and shoot
Slide up black hoodie like the reaper now it's time up
What the **** we dyin' for
I seen the hood dryin' up
In the gang my guys trust enough to give their lives up
Like Kobe with this .9 clutched blow smoke till they divide us
Tell the opps to come play ball let's play three on three
No I ain't worried 'bout y'all it's me versus me
When I lost my dog I couldn't really find the words to speak
Like spinnin' till they fall dropouts still tryna earn a B
Told bro we so locked in that I won't breathe if you die
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing Bs to the sky
**** it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then at my lowest they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus I ain't know enough
In the trenches pistol totin' you gon' blow or what
Who want war with us