Luyện nghe bài hát Go to War

"Go To War"

[Chorus: C]
Poppin' pills workin' wood
fuck where ya and fuck how ya feel
if you wanna go to war I'll ya to war
I gotta and a chick in the car

1: Lil Scrappy]
Yea, I was born
thuggin nigga since
mama taught a young to gon' and get that presidence
ballin on ya residence but im still tho
got dem crack fans around like a rock show
just bought a now they screaming out fa 5-0
dime piece collection in the Tec I got the air
you looking at me for
cuz im on drank hoe
and im gone off that mission impossible
im flexible, I can move through traffic
if I get into it with one of ya bastards let you have it
go reach fo' one of my take the pen out of the cannon
you'll be dead in a casket mama thinkin was for strappin

x2]
Poppin' pills workin' wheel
fuck where ya and fuck how ya feel
if you wanna go to war I'll ya to war
I gotta ak47 and a in the car

2: Diamond]
Look, any step up get wet up guaranteed to feel the heat
well im packin lotta stackin attacking smackin crack in da cap in yo in deep
always bustin up clips you bleed keep a down on his knees
when you mess wit little so shinin' and blindin' grindin' fryin' hoes cowardly
all you bitches bout dancing' me, aint of yall my homie
we bringin' the Tony Montana's and hammers and that's hard to beat
I got that shit you just like the air you breathe
my lyrical spirits are critical miracle like gasoline
im slick as vaseline put a in the must homie
im the appealist that's trillest that's illest that's on the scene
yea hoe im running thangs, cuz now im in the
ball that hoop and and shooting like le'bron james

x2]
Poppin' pills workin' wheel
fuck where ya and fuck how ya feel
if you wanna go to war I'll ya to war
I gotta ak47 and a in the car

[Verse 3: C]
Ughh, I tight like MJG
body body Master P
out in the parking lot
BKA Young C, AKA Sweet Jones
change my name to Tony Snow Love a
off whippin' snow in a Pyrex bowl
my car dangerous hit it the sprite
hittin' 10 in a truck full of work, nothing' but white
gettin' hot on the street Rolls Royce not the motor bikes
Not a lover just a Mac the sack I drip the lac' I
if you know like I bitch you wouldn't be sayin' that
talk get people killed, I spend ya kool-aid pack
if you if you not willing to see me best not say my
we aint got no time to be guessing and no pussy games

x2]
Poppin' workin' wood wheel
fuck where ya from and fuck how ya
if you wanna go to war take ya to war
I gotta and a chick in the car