[Chorus: war, fights in streets, open the drug store Money is power, give me your's, we break Faggot cats claiming crooks Soon smack him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, him up Doing this do or die for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free grandson Run but you can't hide, is what we long for You get your wig split back, in this thug war
Peace to those men who do crimes ande been arrested cats with guns start to run shit Coming from the streets, gum on long Get for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, heavenly father, you know the song, bitch Thug war, jet-black cats kick in your store Cook off this table, the is what we came for Aim for, lay boy, this ain't no game war Cause me to smack all faggots, your chains off Thugs spending half of cabbage on a Range Rov' Change clothes, me description to de-stained blow Chopping while we spread up you nosey Kidnap and capture bums, we I'm saying, "Fuck the rapping", since I was a kid, I it happen On packing, get them, jacking niggaz acting Watch me them up, $100,00 ransom, no subtracting Front doors, tell your mans, don't panic, open the drug
Heavenly words spoken, promises were broken As blood-suck the sun, we manifest these platinum tokens Hail enterprise, down and gritty wise guys Ghetto wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy Look at eyes, wicked as a pastor's bubble eye Imagine this, guns clapping, lamped like precussions of Why the sand in the hour glass Camel-backed apostles get smacked with masks Preaching that God spook, Napolean remains Cast were burning nostrils, barrels on your tonsils A prophecy, currency, state of emergency I link rich cats who's pockets stay dirty Like Diamond Back, mocassins that ancient jungles Stinging sensation, with 7 bundles Raw element, U.S./Russian 15 for half a crest, them drug lord's Yo, back to the massacre, bloods courted in get fractured, Sampson was captured By Philli-stinians, lesson's on in this 80 cowards, 4 devils, hand them less Peace to rich men, Jews with snowflakes Rip camera sins, tropical blew my fellings in We're jungle chameleons, some be 9 men Creep like centipedes, stacks up from silly men by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced To my nested kin, I leave Japanese yams What? What?
[Joe Innocent on some the 5th shit Criminal lifestyle, Allah, the intrickit Rott like from rocks, in state tots See Doc'ors starilize me, seeing in a Casa Lopi Don't need to me, Soloman, the dominant Straircases on dot, your man, Syndicate Shine white fine on fickel-plated razors Frequently cave us for dead birds in live cages So, I'm contagious sick, my caliber Cock, malice like Gallagher, crash your whole Fuck, who got stamina to last, I him dead-ass with lead in his ass, in the rash Sexy niggaz get sodomized, the wicked eyes Villains got my baptized Mafioso, scenarios, the scar survivalists rott cats in Congo 38 convo, a 3rd on my torso When exposed, my snuff nose busts all So, the fuck you suppose happened? For me out, fuck rapping We gun clapping, the sharp It be the case the stolen ruger And left the prosecuter on the Thai ruler Son, my five graphics, jiggy was drafted In thug war the gets drastic, you bastard
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