i got oozis, and AK's of I got gadgets and grenades i make sure that im ready And for war I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and and shotguns galore If you fuck me make sure your ready And for war
I got a heart 50, and a gun big as Biggie Some old heads hatin and young niggas with me Put a on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your Like a soldier we sleep our eyes open We ride 4 deep and we no one the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man We take it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads I dont know nothin but guns, i dont nothin but guns I just know I got a gun, all yall run Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas dreads Do what i said, i to take the bumbaclot bread Did you hear that, its like in the air When the wind starts and the moon light glare Is you scared?, i can see the in your eyes When we up the door, and we caught you by suprise
i got oozis, and of plenty I got and grenades galore Everynight i make sure that im And for war I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Automatics and galore If you with me make sure your ready And for war
2X] Money, cars, cash and Thats the way, a gangsta I know what you've been told you been before, but thats how it goes
They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill But if i die today another still will On the front line marchin, to the feild With a black hoody on and a of old Timbs sargent, i think i see the target I hit them niggas up, but i dont where they car went The neighborhood love me, i buy they Christmas And give em all money, to keep em out my business, no
i got oozis, and AK's of I got and grenades galore Everynight i make that im ready And for war I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Automatics and shotguns If you fuck with me make sure your And for war
[Bridge-Young 2x] Get your camolauge suits, and your boots We aint to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin Your life is what I dawg, you can keep the loot This is how the G's do, (salute)
Put the potatoe on the end of the the sound quiet down The dont eat if a nigga not around Like a sniper, i keep my low to the ground minded, and im South Side now Got my canteen filled up with nigga A bullet broof vest, and my on spinners Attention!!, you about to a war zone Why you around here homie you know its on
i got oozis, and AK's of I got gadgets and grenades Everynight i make sure im ready And for war I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and and shotguns galore If you fuck with me make your ready And for war