Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's War, artist - AZ. Album song Lost & Found, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quiet Money
Song language: English
It's War |
| 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 |