War (feat. ALLBLK, 1nebozo & GGBBY)

I'm with GG, I'm with Bozo I'm with Buckshot, you don't know though Tryf, he just came home though Now, we snap it like a photo Niggas want war, then I'ma settle the score then 10-4, these niggas like 4'10" How the f*ck you say you ballin'?' You ain't even fuckin' scorin' When you pull up, shit get boring I'm like, oh my God, I'm snorin' Bitch, I'm sleepin' if we beefin', I ain't even fuckin' dreamin I ain't even fuckin' notice, they like roaches if I'm steppin' Pussy nigga, get to steppin' You don't know me, if you know me, bitch, you know I keep a weapon I can't lose, I keep on winnin', keep on sinnin', I'm a demon Keep on spinnin' till I see him, I'm gon' kill him for no reason If I see him, I ain't speakin', bitch, I'm really fuckin' tweakin See his mom and she gon' see men, got her garglin' on semen (I do) (God damn) I want the money, no changing that, like Ain't no way you can play with that She a thotty, ain't no way I'll lay with that Funny how niggas choosin' to stay with that All the opp niggas really be fuckin' fiends Niggas all on my radar, UAV I spot him, I got him, you know it Niggas be pussy and they really show it Stupid nigga thought that he was the shit Then he got shot with a blick Nigga like, who the pussy? I ain't runnin' from shit Hop on the beat and I shit Niggas know I'm the nigga, makin' beats and the mix Chat and get put in a spliff Stupid, I might just f*ck around and get me a bitch Sike, I lied, I wanna get rich With the gang now, what it is? You got a problem? Suck my dick Niggas ain't gettin' no handouts when I blow up Matter of fact, niggas better not show up Don't give a f*ck what a nigga gon' throw up Making dumb niggas sick, throw up Bitches be thinkin' that they can control us Ain't get back, but you say you gon' roll us What? Make it make sense I got a plan a way to get a check That nigga talkin'? Hit him in the neck These niggas bitchin', nigga go and fetch Matter fact, nigga, where is my respect? Come from the Bronx, a nigga know he next Said, that's your bitch, well, nigga, that's my pet And niggas was scammin', but now they in debt, Grah Catch up, runnin' on the beat, can you speed up? Hyped up, mouth went to moving, got you tripped up Pick up where you left off, I gotta hear this Ted talk Or maybe you should keep it quiet One false move gon' start a riot All black fit, stay movin' slyly Just get behind me No runnin' when you see the sheisty Ill temper, so I'm feelin' spicy From the Bronx, so you know how I be This rap shit is my newest hobby GGBBY, do you need reminding? Ooh, I stay on timing No question, you know we sliding F*ck a opp, they uninvited To-to-to the party Anyone can't rock with me Bump my shit, listening is free Don't wanna play me, bitch, take a knee Stroll through my hood too casually, real comfortably Crocs on my feet, still ride the beat F*ck, that last part I gotta figure out how I'm gonna put that in there