Ready For War

We ready for war, we upping the score
We say fuck the law, we ready to blow
We ready for war, we upping the score
We say fuck the law, we ready to blow

Want from playing cops and robber now i'm taking niggas shit
All my life i had to struggle in my head i would be rich
Pops was locked up in them cages when he get out i'm spin
Told my moms in gone make it since a baby i been him
I be ducking from them bullets they say kise move like lil kim
Put that boy up in a grave i prayed to god i had to repent
Bodies dropping left and right his moms be yelling make no since
We be always in that car try to see can't see threw tints
Put that silver in his body make him drop like mister Scott
If he try to hit that corner i can make your body stop
Man that watch be looking different i like taking different clocks
And i been fucking on your hoe i fuck that hoe up in my crocs

We ready for war, we upping the score
We say fuck the law, we ready to blow
We ready for war, we upping the score
We say fuck the law, we ready to blow

I'm a different type a breed i'm gone always up the score
Put that k up in your face i can make your homie fold
Never had to join a gang always stand up on my own
If you ever take from me i'm gone have to wipe your nose
Diamonds glistening off my body always keep my wrist on froze
Last niggas tried to play his mom got mad i up the score
Rather put you in that dirty he was lame and he a joke
I don't even like to fuck come here bitch and give me throat
He over gassed right off that pill i told lil dude he going choke
Hit the back door on a Nigga i can make your family broke
If big bro hit my line i tell o boy just drop the low
Feds be always on them corners hope that boy know where to go like

We ready for war, we upping the score
We say fuck the law, we ready to blow