the sunshine we duckin' for war time You said you want what now See go to war nigga, hard hitters we buck wild Just us four niggaz See we live for gunfire
sunshine we duckin' for war time You said you want what now See go to war nigga, hard hitters we buck wild Just us four niggaz See we live for gunfire
thang to me Platinum on my wrist and fingers, ain't no thang to me A ballaholic till I die is what I aim to be So catch me flippin on them assassyn's
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong Gotta get it right ma, we gon get along Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong First
B] See, we still unseen, know what I'm saying? Still unseen, and since you still looking We're gonna bring it [Danja Mowf] Yo, the mistake that is made
challenge with me (Challenge with me) We put it down for the glory We tellin' turf stories We tellin' stories We tellin' turf stories [Chorus:] [Singer] We
on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong Gotta get it right ma, we gon' get along Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong First visit
wagon We keep it locked like figure fours and eight's What I create levitates and elevates "We proudly present" "Double-S-E" [Encore] 'Core is last
aim for the do' Movie screen with the voice-activated remote See I'm finished makin papi rich, coppin his coke Next time he see me, I'm like "He better
you! read the first paragraph on Oral sex!" I said "Oral sex!, what kind of class is this?!" Yo, next to me said "whats wrong with you man?, this is a
necessary to grind them Now we all on our grizzly And you got the nerve to press Frisbees What it is "What it is" [Verse 2:] If I'm not home on the
type of blues version of "Search and Destroy" I'm talking Stooges, weathered tissue and bruises Iggy "Raw", respect or step back, cute is what we aim
for a scape goat, we our own worst enemy Constantly fuckin ourself with no remedy Let me tell it, we ain't ready for war We ain't ready for what they