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memphis bleek - war lyrics

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yeah, yeah, right back n-gg-z, huh
yeah, that bounce we need ya know
marcy, where we at, huh? right here
let me hear some new sh-t, yeah, n-gg-z
just blaze, you a muhf-cker wit’ these beats
boy, let me hold it down though, yo

let the hood know, that bleek ain’t changed
anywhere in the world, i don’t tuck the chain
and i walk like, yeah, i need the cane
but dawg, that’s the shorty, trust me i ain’t playing
war, i’m ready for it to go there
anybody that know me know i love when it go there

dawg, and yeah, that’s w-ssup
four dimes, all mine n-gg-, that’s w-ssup
yeah, wifey wanna curse me out
you won’t get me
’cause the chain’s like it’s workin’ out
but e’s still wit’ the roc-a-fella gang, hoe

whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne
top come off, top stay on, whatever
got rid of the five
i don’t like the leathers n-gg-z
six is better, more room
and there’s more wood to cover my interior

this is war, enough of them words, we want war
you throw a couple of shots, we throw more
you gettin’ that money, we got more
we got more, n-gg-, this is war

this is war, enough of them words, we want war
you throw a couple of shots, we throw more
you gettin’ that money, we got more
we got more, n-gg-, this is war

i warned her, man, should not fear, man
if you violate, man, then you die by hand
and it should be fine, behanded that man
that man i am and you don’t understand
but i hear the talking like, bleek, where you been?
it’s unfortunate, i’m in beef again, huh

n-gg-z is rappin’ and clappin’ i’m still laughin’
sat back in my hood and tried to live average
but you still want me to bang at ’em
stack lil’ paper, send a lil’ gang at ’em
but i see you wanna stop my chill

trips to oddy earth, meetings wit’ mc neil
or round table meeting wit’ hov
you want me in the hood, still over that stove
n-gg-, i got soldiers in droves
it ain’t nothing to a boss, we’ll go in your clothes, n-gg-

this is war, enough of them words, we want war
you throw a couple of shots, we throw more
you gettin’ that money, we got more
we got more, n-gg-, this is war

this is not for children, not for lames
only for real n-gg-z that can feel what i’m saying
if it’s too blatant then it’s not for you
you do a hit, throw up later, it’s not for you
so just quit you b-tch, making me sick
you never pimped, you only friendly wit’ chicks

and i’ve been away for a minute
jay beat up the drum, now they whinin’ like women
i’m right back, n-gg-, where you at, n-gg-?
keep the mac n-gg-, spit it like that n-gg-
and i tried to chill even though

i got to spit everyday like i ain’t signed a deal, n-gg-
mama’s still in the hood, work steel in defense
i got a flow like i’m still on the bench, n-gg-
got a delivery like sunday’s paper
i lay that down and i get that paper, n-gg-

this is war, enough of them words, we want war
you throw a couple of shots, we throw more
you gettin’ that money, we got more
we got more, n-gg-, this is war

- memphis bleek lyrics

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