It's War

2000

Beef with us make y'all niggas wanna blast yourself

Is you niggas really real you should ask yourself

Niggas trying to play big willy can't afford it

The biggest of the biggest willies get extorted

Cannons are tucked where the nigga that we planning to rush

Heard up north he was soft niggas land in his butt

Damaged him up where his crutches standing him up

So what the fuck no he wish he never ran into us

Slam on his nuts beat him so they can't even bust

Juvenate all on his face after we damage him up

Heard you haters from the other side speaking my name

He ain't live he just a crab nigga weak in the game

Speaking in vein who got a gas beating his brain

It ain't done till we left him dead three in his frame

No disrespect my motherfucking nerves is wrecked

I get upset so when you fuck with me your work connect

Never forget I'm a vet plus a threat in this shit

Rest with the fish for faking trying to flex in the six

Freedom or hell these streets here is treating me well

So fuck a cell write the judge don't believe in the bail

You made your bed now lay in it so stay in it

This game ain't made for the lames to play in it

It's War motherfuckers wanna fuck with me

Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me

It's War mother fuckers wanna fuck with me

Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me

Bottles of Hen it's time these niggas die for they sins

Signs of revenge if they try it once they do it again

Nothing's live for the nine triple my mind's official

Besides I'm a nigga that would ride or die with you

Holding guns high with you load live with you

Attack back to back do a drive by with you

It's thug love, love for the streets love for the slugs

In love with the money but I'm loving the gloves

So bubble up double up you in trouble or what

Your brother do what your vest better cover you up

Time invested since nine five my motto's defected

Trying to connect it no swine my kind won't accept it

Double breast if my first breath born in deceit

Corner my beef we can get it on in the streets

It's War motherfuckers wanna fuck with me

Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me

It's War mother fuckers wanna fuck with me

Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me

Those hypnotic 98 clothes we throw in the garbage

I'm allotted while your flow is slow and robotic

Do the knowledge street scholar schooled in the projects

Life is dice so don't stop and think of any side bets

Surviving back in effect don't fly in

Yo would die again it's all for the hood got to win

So "The Streets Iz" some got game and sweet with it

I'm deep with it spitting this slang put you to sleep with it

A zigga for the fully to spray quicker

So play nigga right where you stand is where you lay nigga