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max thademon - world war iii lyrics

[intro]
don’t politics on the insanes n-gg-
you know how we coming n-gg-
babies, 23, flc
you know how we coming

(boom 2x tmo)

[verse 1: max thademon]
opps get hit and they call the cops
double o don’t think it he just up it [?]
all these opps getting choaked alot
while these boys talking hot
when they know i don’t talk alot
and i’m shooting to end his life
when he open the door he get met with a pipe
not trapping for a couple nights
you gone ducking when you see the lights
when you see me its terrorism
say your big homie dead well you can get buried with him
send bro and i know he hit him
one chop, two chops start blicking with a steady rhythm
me and black all black on a late night
they gone know who did it when the face white
[?]
oppers’ skin gone melt in the [?]
why [?] spin through
got a dot on his head like he hindu
can’t run from the shots gone win you
blue tip pop his face like a pimple
moving tact you get cooked like a dinner plate
do a drill then we back on the interstate
bullets hot you get blicked til your skin opaque
do a drill with my guys then we sit and wait

[verse2: ciggy black]
besides all the politics n-gg-
who spinning
[?]
two grips and a brief like i’m jeff hardy
last call from his mom is a death parting
[?] have him aching faking
[?]
23 shots start getting him
cj [?]
[?]
[?]
double o got his eye on the interscope
k!ll him close
[?]
[?]
[?]
babies crazy
[?]
[?]
pistol talk to the federallies please
off the porch leave the score up to the streets
hop out the v get to blamming
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
one chop
move wok
get you boo wet
location never chilling with opps
they setting a drop
[?]
babies sliding unlimited flock
[?] then we plot again
[?]
[?]
[?]
ed, ned, and eddie no picking pies
ombk how my n-gg-s ride
spin through the [?] then we leaving nines

(boom 3x)

[verse 3: kev hundo]
can’t f-ck with f-ck with no lame n-gg-s
they switch sides
couldn’t find their own lane so they d-ck ride (boom 3x)
n-gg-s talk like they out but they inside
i know that for a fact that’s how b-tches lie
run in your crib let me get that
call brodie its time for the get back (babies 3x)
b-tches love when i shoot and step back
bullets inserted where his chest at
i put my life in this street sh-t
swear to god i don’t tolerate weakness
on court i’m offense and defense
[?]
i got 23 shots for you opp n-gg-s
he survive he gone die in a hospital
kick doors i look in the house for you
kick doors i look in the house for you
smoking dead opps got me lazy
this new clip i filled up [?]
put a beam on the tip, no safety
when i spin through the ville i gone take three
dee sav better run ricky run
told bro don’t stop just shoot til its done
new 40 came equip with a drum
spin through my block are you dumb are you dumb
ain’t no hesitation its a man down anybody can get it
final destination you a d-mn clown all my n-gg-s with it
how you politicing you ain’t spin yet
you ain’t touch a d-mn soul
n-gg-s politicing til the choppas h-t him
up the pole then i’m back home
two, three shots out the v
[?]
either way its a man down
n-gg-s start copping a plea til i pull up for real show you n-gg-s some d-mn clowns
[?] that’s the big bro
when he spin on the opps he let six go (boom 3x)
when he spin on the opps he let six go
bodies drop all the time then we get low
when he spin on the opps he let six go

[outro]
two fifty rock you know how we coming
i’m back
sh-t don’t stop
ebk n-gg-, ombk n-gg-, f-ck [?] n-gg-
[laughing]

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