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allblack - war stories lyrics

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[intro: allblack]
(dtb on a beat that’s pro)
well well well well well
dtb, thank you for f+ckin’ with me

[verse 1: allblack]
i hope you n+ggas kiss your kids, the way you talkin’ sh+t
and i hope that strap you keep on flashin’ gon’ be on yo’ hip
beyond deadstock, i spent some change for the drip
just checked the dub from a three hundred pound big b+tch
bm my room talkin’ insane, wish that sh+t’ll change
thinkin’ ’bout k!llin’ my blood brother, then i plead insane
diego n+ggas like when peyton blow to reggie wayne
kidnap my cousin, dump his body off in east bouquet
off these uppers, 3am, swervin’ lane to lane
been up fivе days, don’t f+ck with goin’ to sleep, i’m too afraid
anything that got two legs and a head i’ll f+ck it over
wouldn’t carе if the b+tch only had pennies, hand it over
sometimes i wish i wasn’t loved so much, i’d die today
sometimes i wish b+tches shut up, i wish money was fake
sometimes i wish i could shoot up barbecue’s with with a k
next birthday, i’ma put a bomb inside my cake

[chorus: allblack]
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
[verse 2: mozzy]
if he ain’t holler out the pebbles, n+gga f+ck what he said
if suckas peacin’ up, then put a lousy dub on my head
they just free’d my lil bro from the feds, welcome him home
the homies popped the homie, i tried tell him he wrong
he don’t care though, all black forces you know we wear those
throw back posse, too paid, this come from [?]
dinero, run it concurrent, i need it asap
we score every time n+ggas blitz, run that play back
aye, i ain’t fall off yet, n+ggas hate that (they hate that)
you gon’ get yo’ co+defendant banged if you don’t take that (n+gga take that)
never mind the nickel, n+ggas tweakin’, where that drac at? (where that drac at?)
you know you ain’t built for takin’ trips, then n+gga say that (n+gga say that)
all these youngin’s love me, they be askin’ where the wraith at (aye where the wraith at?)
i told ’em it’s a ghini, n+gga make that sh+t look easy
i’ma pull up with that grr, this squad will never need me
had a homie point you out, grop a grr on ya’ beanie

[chorus: allblack]
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
[verse 3: peezy]
i’m screamin’ “thug life” baby i’ma outlaw
pull up to your crib with that dracy, i do house calls
i know how to shoot it with the left, i’ma south paw
reachin’ for this jewelry ’round my neck, get you knocked off
all eyes on me, when i hit the scene
seven hundred dollars for a zip, i don’t smoke nicotine
i ain’t never begged a hoe to stay, let them b+tches leave
you gotta talk to him to talk to him, ’till you can get to me
look like six figures on this kit, but that ain’t sh+t to me
geary got me lit up like a motherf+ckin’ christmas tree
used to sell raw, cook crack up in the kitchen sink
now i gotta wake up early for a business meetin’
now the lawyers read the contracts before we sign it
couple years back, was gettin’ bags of work, old assignments
lookin’ down at my f+ckin’ rollie, yeah it’s perfect timing
“cause i work hard for this sh+t, b+tch i been grindin’

[chorus: allblack]
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
we tradin’ war stories
a black man on his grind, jealous n+ggas i despise
look in my eyes
[outro: allblack]
sometimes i feel like dyin’
sometimes i feel like ridin’
yeah, hahaha, thank you for f+ckin’ with me
yeah, that’s what they want, they want me to strike the f+ck out



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