sakitaro & gus robinson war şarkı sözleri

Ooh This is war Ooh This is war (This is war) This is war, woah (Keep your options up) This is war Yeah, This is war Yeah Yeah he talks to himself, every day and night And fighting off demons he's deeply sorry Yuh, aye Yeah, This is war Aye, aye, aye, aye, yuh (Keep your options up) -to the lord, uh check the score, yuh (Aye) Look These n*ggas not ready for war (Huh, yuh) Yeah I got a choppa and it gonna send that n*gga to the lord (Uh, Yuh) Yeah I got a 40 clip and I don't miss, yeah you should check the score (Uh, yuh) Yeah I got a patek it bling like it's magic your man can't afford it (Huh, yuh) 'Cause that n*gga poor (Yeah, huh) These n*ggas not ready for war (War) (Huh, yuh) Yeah I got a choppa and it gonna send that n*gga to the lord (-Uh, -Uh, -Uh, -Uh, Yuh) Yeah I got a 40 clip and I don't miss, yeah you should check the score (-score, -core, -core, -core, yuh) Yeah I got a patek it bling like it's magic your man can't afford it (-ford it) 'Cause that n*gga poor (Yeah, -poor yeah) (Aye) I got my n*ggas on opp watch That n*gga drop even before the shot does This is a rolly n*gga not a stopwatch All of my diamonds real, yeah they top notch (Aye) I got n*ggas hitting shots, shots Hit with the raichu n*gga get the shock, shock That n*gga try me, he gone hear the glock pop Choppa gone leave a n*gga playing hopscotch (Aye, Yuh) 40 racks up on my neck I'm looking like a cheat code Before you cap, you must know that I'm stomping on these weak hoes I be selling bricks, n*gga like I'm shooting free-throws 3 hoes on me got me feeling like a greek oath Neo, how I sing to bitches keep 'em entertained He broke, he ain't got no bitches yeah well that's a shame "Fe-Fi-Fo" Got me walking over n*ggas I be moving with the switch Yeah that n*gga gone see better days These n*ggas not ready for war (Huh, yuh) Yeah I got a choppa and it gonna send that n*gga to the lord (Uh, Yuh) Yeah I got a 40 clip and I don't miss, yeah you should check the score (Uh, yuh) Yeah I got a patek it bling like it's magic your man can't afford it (Uh, yuh) 'Cause that n*gga poor (Yeah, uh, huh) ('cause that n*gga poor yuh) ('cause that n*gga poor yuh) Hmm Ooh This is war Woah (Yuh, aye) These n*ggas not ready for war (-war, -war, -war, -war, -war, Yuh) Yeah I got a ch- (I got a) And it gonna send that n*g- (send that n*g-) -Lord (-Uh, -uh, -uh, yuh) (Aye, -aye, -aye) Yeah I got a- (-fourty clip) (-fourty clip) -miss, yeah you should check the scor- (score, -core, -core, -core, yuh) Yeah I got a patek it bling like its magic your man can't afford it- (-ford it, yuh) Cause that n*gga poor yeah- (-poor yeah, huh) (Aye, -aye, -aye, yuh)
Sanatçı: Sakitaro & Gus Robinson
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Sakitaro & Gus Robinson hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

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