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fmb dz - war going on lyrics

[intro]
(getta beats)
whoop, yeah
talk to ’em

[verse 1: fmb dz]
it’s a war going on on outside
keep the bl!ck on, got me riding round with a fully with a switch on
n+ggas getting dropped where i’m from, n+ggas barely fight
my young n+gga got hit a couple times, but he gon’ be aight
i spent a thousand dollars for this pop, i’m scared to take a sip
don’t stand too close to me, you might get shot, ’cause i can’t take the risk
catch a rap n+gga i don’t like, we gon’ take his kit
caught the p+ssy n+gga at the light, made him stop the whip
streets know when it come to me, it get nasty
i’m a gangsta and a gentleman, let’s keep it classy
big dog, got the opps scared to walk past, yeah
big press, we ain’t giving no n+gga no pass
we’ll let a hundred shots off, then hit the dash
once the apes get on a n+gga ass, you know it’s bad
talk smoke, this sh+t on the floor, he know what that means
hit revive and i spend ’bout five on two pairs of jeans
rich n+gga, riding through the hood with my ceiling gone
i think karma on my ass ’cause i’ve been living wrong
pull up looking like the birdman, my b+tch pigeon+toed
feel like frank lucas, i was at the fight with my chinchilla on
[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
feel like nicky barnes, walk around with this blue dog sh+t
i’m at dz’s show, i’m at sada’s show and we all lit
i can’t hang around no n+gga that’s on soft sh+t
young n+gga hang with grown n+ggas, i do boss sh+t
drop the top on a lambo, not a silicone
used to like the b+tch ’til i hit her ass, now my feelings gone
f+ck the industry, tell them put some real n+ggas on
i get fly, i came just to talk, i ain’t gotta flip my phone
let me hear dz whoop, we gon’ hit his dome
when sk!lla shoot the glock, bull’s+eye, i’m gon’ get it gone
fast money big squad, a bunch of apes with chinchillas on
westside n+ggas get you stepped on in a 50 zone
left a call b+tch after i got right ’cause she did me wrong
know i had to get my hustle right, n0body put me on
ball like syracuse, started off with like two three zones
dz make the chopper sing, sound like a lucci song

- fmb dz lyrics

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