| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| Already gave lil' cuz the word, this shit is over with
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| Go’n pick out your t-shirts and your new coffin 'fit
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| My lil' niggas some monsters, them boys be chalkin' shit
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| They ain’t with all that playin' and all that talkin' shit
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| Bitches ride passenger side, they gettin' hit too
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| Ho, you should’ve knew about that beef your nigga into
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| Streets ain’t got no rules, I thought you knew it, we can’t get you?
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| We’ll get your buddy, the closest niggas you kin to
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| Fuck the law, gun in my drawers, I’m never lackin'
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| Can’t wait 'til I catch my mans, watch what happen
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| Jumpin' out on sight with this pistol clappin'
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| Body laid on the ground, niggas Snapchattin'
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| Yeah, you know it’s a war
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| We finna score up on that boy
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| My niggas tore him up in that foreign
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| That’s why we tucked off paranoid
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| I got a bad bitch in Illinois
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| I’m on the way, be there in a day
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| I need to fall back for a minute
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| 'Cause they on my line, I just ran a play
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| Pull out the SK, then the drake
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| Throw up a Hail Mary if you brave
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| Them niggas hella scary, on gang, ayy
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| Never buried anything
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| You gotta murder something for this rank
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| Free my lil' brother, murder was the case
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| You gotta murder something for this rank
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| Free my lil' brother, murder was the case
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| It’s like a hundred dimples in the scrape
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| Knock out the windshield, hit his face
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| We in the field with it every day
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| You better keep the motherfucker on you
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| Cut out a couple niggas from the photo
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| I went and did the Dougie on the solo
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| They tried to blame the Mozzy for the body
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| And I am not fuckin' with you niggas no more
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| Hello? |
| The job done
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| Go into lil' cuz house and grab your lil' funds
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| Go and get a drink tonight, have a little fun
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| Take your girl to the mall, buy some' for your son
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| For sure, big homie, call me on the next one
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| Any nigga play with Grind And Stacc, I’m gon' X 'em
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| Ain’t no pressure, lil' homie, you know I’ma bless you
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| But next time let’s meet face to face, quit all that textin'
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| It’s a war goin' on, please stay inside
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| Ever tryna play me and my niggas, we gon' ride
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| Fund the lil' homies all with guns, they gon' slide
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| Watch the news early in the morning, homicide
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on, hey
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| It’s a war goin' on outside, nobody’s safe
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| Until we see bodybags and yellow tape |