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chief keef – we want war lyrics

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[hook: lil reese]
that fufu sh-t, we ain’t on it
getting money, call it scoring
bad b-tch, you ain’t boring
gun on me while i’m touring
p-ssy n-gga think it ain’t on me
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war
that fufu sh-t, we ain’t on it
getting money, call it scoring
bad b-tch, you ain’t boring
gun on me while i’m touring
p-ssy n-gga think it ain’t on me
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war

[verse 1: chief keef]
woah, riding ’round with yo thot
in the car, she give me top
pull up like skarr
bang bang, duh duh duh
with the glocks
finna pop
remember when i ain’t had guap
now i got a lot
now i got a house
now i got a watch
but i still got me a glock
and i’m still from the block
still sending some shots
and the mothaf-cking knot
i be spending guap
we spending guap and getting guap
smoking lots of pot
remember when i sold rocks on the block
i was out when it was hot, when it was not
when it was dead, when it was not
300 shots, we got 300 blocks
call 300 cops, got 300 glocks

[hook: lil reese]
that fufu sh-t, we ain’t on it
getting money, call it scoring
bad b-tch, you ain’t boring
gun on me while i’m touring
p-ssy n-gga think it ain’t on me
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war
that fufu sh-t, we ain’t on it
getting money, call it scoring
bad b-tch, you ain’t boring
gun on me while i’m touring
p-ssy n-gga think it ain’t on me
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war
squad sh-t, we want war

[verse 2: fredo santana]
need a pint of lean, man i drink that sh-t like everyday
tell this b-tch i’m shooting first, n-gga i don’t hesitate
and my trap house h-lla weight, n-gga i’m in every state
racks bussing out my jeans, n-gga i got h-lla cake
he can say he real but i know they h-lla fake
acting like a monkey, get shot when your bathing ape
we getting money over here, they got that baby cake
birdman, real sh-t, i got that baby cake
whipping up a whole thing, show you how that bacon made
i’m the sh-t, these n-ggas p-ssy, sh-t that’s what my lady say
n-gga looking at me wrong, n-gga just might die today
looking like scarface, holding on my ak

[hook: lil reese]
that fufu sh-t, we ain’t on it
getting money, call it scoring
bad b-tch, you ain’t boring
gun on me while i’m touring…



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