likko – wartime lyrics
it’s war time in my city
let’s load the choppas now
like young joc when you see me
because it’s going down
yellow tape on the block
another body down
he was ratting in court
we k!lled another clown
it ain’t no way in h-ll
a n-gga get the ups on me
like jameis winston prime time
i put a buc on em
stop coppin pleas
cause really ion give a f-ck homie
giventey shirt rock jeans keep it tucked on me
by any means i let it squeeze
don’t get tucked n-gga
take every shot like i don’t really give a f-ck n-gga
i’m mvp like big dude for the bucks n-gga
hope real n-ggas come thru
and really feel this pain
call my choppa travis porter
imma make it rain
and when them bullets burn
you can say that’s usher ray
and that’ll let y’all know that we don’t play them f-cking games
i was just a youngin 16 straight grinding
man them shoot outs and hi speeds
we was straight wildin
but if i gotta clutch the pistol imma black and mild em
go state to state and then i end up on a f-cking island
i might just send off for a p
and break that nugget down
i might just sell some to opps
cause that’s ya homie pound
if i get locked up ain’t n0body gonna hold me down
so i move every pack like it’s my only pound
reminiscing old days man i want em back
i was getting that work gone like i played with shaq
playing with that white girl like i played with shaq
that mean i averaged
double dub
i ain’t never slacked
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