Declare War (Intro)
Fuck it... ayyy check this out i catch any nigga throwing up that six over there
Ima shoot your fucking fingers off
Bitch whats cracking
Why you acting
You be faking you be lacking
Boy i knew you was a bitch cause you ain't never clapped a ratchet
We pop absences we tote canons
See i opp i get to blasting
Nigga round this bitch faking know hotboys get to jamming
I might pull up on a nigga let that thirty get to clapping
Then we pull off from the scene and leave him screaming for his family
We gonna leave it in the streets don't tell them crackers about what happened
If it get back to the system bronem come and get your family
Im in a four door with big bro its two nigga with two poles
We got illegal clips so you knowing toting pogos
Nigga wanna be gangsta but be damn they know they homos
I got this nine on me i ain't talking tony romo
You just got up in the field nigga when you earned your stripes
Oh i heard he selling weed we gonna take that nigga sight
We gonna pull up with them sticks hit his block and double back
Since he feining my dawg grieving just to take another life
Ene mene miny mo catch a six snatch his soul catch a down bad thats your ass hit him with this pole
In that jam you never fold but i heard you fucking told
Bitch i'm snitch K i catch a snitch we gonna get him gone
Ima shoot your fucking fingers off
Bitch whats cracking
Why you acting
You be faking you be lacking
Boy i knew you was a bitch cause you ain't never clapped a ratchet
We pop absences we tote canons
See i opp i get to blasting
Nigga round this bitch faking know hotboys get to jamming
I might pull up on a nigga let that thirty get to clapping
Then we pull off from the scene and leave him screaming for his family
We gonna leave it in the streets don't tell them crackers about what happened
If it get back to the system bronem come and get your family
Im in a four door with big bro its two nigga with two poles
We got illegal clips so you knowing toting pogos
Nigga wanna be gangsta but be damn they know they homos
I got this nine on me i ain't talking tony romo
You just got up in the field nigga when you earned your stripes
Oh i heard he selling weed we gonna take that nigga sight
We gonna pull up with them sticks hit his block and double back
Since he feining my dawg grieving just to take another life
Ene mene miny mo catch a six snatch his soul catch a down bad thats your ass hit him with this pole
In that jam you never fold but i heard you fucking told
Bitch i'm snitch K i catch a snitch we gonna get him gone
Credits
Writer(s): Jacourey Rivers
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