Текст песни MobSquad Nard, Soulja K - War Ready
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Thirty bands stuffed in my pocket b*tch you know how I'm rocking, ice on my neck playing hockey lil bitch you know I got it, crackers put my face on the news said I promote that violence, p*ssy n*gga testing my gangster like I won't catch a body, army strong my reach long you know my team cocky, trap swanning my nuts hanging you know them feans knocking, steady catching plays with that white like I was Jeremy shocky, gone make a N*gga run in your spot like you forgot to lock it, I don't see nobody , see nobody like my head gone, you gone make a n*gga shoot you in your sh*t so now dead wrong, don't nobody love you when you broke all your bread gone, so ima chase that check until they put me on a head stone, pull up to the club with my N*ggas you know we got them poles, P*ssy n*gga scared for his life he can't really do no shows, let a N*gga speak on my name b*tch you gone get expose, was taught don't put your faith in no man never trust these hoes, how the f*ck you say you gone ride b*tch you ain't never rode, Soulja life b*tch that's the comity we throwing up them fours,if you my brother n*gga I'll never cut your throat,b*tch I'll sell 100 bricks before I sell my soul,I don't wanna f*ck with nobody I stay the f*ck from round fileout hi sang with that cutter b*tch he a run you down,it's a 100 rounds rounds in this choppa just for 100 clowns,after that last post on insta he was lost found,it's my dawg birthday he don't won't sh*t but a drako,I'm on that block just like a lego,tell your b*tch let go my ego,I don't need security all my n*ggas shoot whenever I say so,the reason I ain't go to college cause b*tch all I know is peso, niggas wanna kill me tryna do me like I'm Tupac, that's why I'm this lowkey centra strapped up with two glocks,my yung n*ggas trained to fo they gone kill you for a tear drop,push one of these p*ssy n*ggas of the block like playing hop scotch,er N*gga I volch for gone turn up when it's crunch time,n*gga put me on the front line,ima turn up when it's war time,war ready I'm kut throat kanival like soulja slim,I thank this that n*gga right her,pull over n*gga that him,fye fye I'm finna jump out wit this Kay n dust em off He thought a hoe was pullin up he sucka'd out Just bought some new cutters I'm finna bust em out I ain't f*ckin wit no cheese eaters a m*thaf*ckin mouse Half of Molly for da 3 cause it's a m*thaf*ckin drought I pop dat purple by the P I f*ck a hoe n cuss em out I got 15 in my mouth, 150 dropped on da house He spent like 16 for da raw n bought a half a block of soft I just got 50 for the paper work I put it in the jungle Now my n*ggas got dem jiggas my bitches got dem bundles I can ball 100 summers shoot 100 .62s at a jumper Momma use 100 tissues when I slump ya I'm laughing at deez n*ggas coppin 50 for da hundred I just bought a couple tanks and I can roll up to next summer I roll up in a hundred I roll up in a hellcat wit a Tommy If I spot dog from da screenshot ima run it N deez hoes so funny put the fat on her ass from her tummy Now she feel like she can press me for some money I beat her out dat neck n dropped dis c*ck down in her stomach she locked down n Itz funny I told her tell her n*gga I got cuties for da 55 even sticky fine trees Find me finna stick it to ya b*tch n I'm leavin She gon f*ck da click n I got 55 reasons 50 shots in da VIP with 50 dime pieces I just sold a young n*gga 50 dime pieces He popped em for da dub, stem and scrub now dey cheesin I just hit the club n throwed 5 ni we speedin But she gon let me hit it from the side ni we even I been getting head in da ride since I can drive but she trippin drip all on a n*gga thighs when she eat it Use to have a n*gga at the house but she cheated I hit his hoe it hurt the n*gga pride buddy beat it Me n Soulja loaded a stolen pole in da river I can knock him out wit Sosa that's on the soul of a Soulja I seen a hundred bands wit da drop I'm servin overs I killin look em in the eye n close em when I fold em |
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