trick trick – war lyrics
[intro: trick trick, male]
og, what up, though?
what up, though?
ayy, man, i see you with ol’ boy out there doin’ y’all thing
you know n+ggas gon’ be hatin’
oh, yeah
f+ck ’em, we take care of these n+ggas, hahaha
[verse 1: trick trick]
i ain’t no teacher, i ain’t got no pass
i ran out, this time i’m back to whoopin’ ass
so please believe, i know they indirectly f+ckin’ with me
triple, and double, and og’s said somethin’ to me
they let me out, so here i go, i’m kicking down the door
loced and loaded these weapons, we finna go to war
and y’all ain’t ready, so whenever you come to the d
promise the man, you b+tch, you got to see me
think it’s a joke? i’m seein’ envy up in yo’ eyes
you make a living off fabricatin’ and spittin’ lies
the godfather in hip+hop, when this drop
i’m after mamas and kids, ’til this sh+t stop (woah)
so how you want it? you wanna run it or let it go?
you ever seen what a bullet do from a calico, n+gga?
my k!lla’s up on the roof ready to snipe yo’ ass
i could make it where every hood won’t even like yo’ ass
let’s go!
[chorus: trick trick]
if it’s a war that you want, then you got it, n+gga
’cause me and my n+ggas gon’ ride
let’s go!
you f+ck around with the realest for k!llin’ n+ggas
you must wanna lose yo’ life
let’s go!
ready to smash on a b+tch+ass n+gga
’cause y’all n+ggas better open your eyes
let’s go!
this ain’t a game, we ain’t playin’ with lames
y’all b+tch+made n+ggas gon’ die
[verse 2: trick trick]
so many rappers got a lotta mouth (b+tch)
when they can only do units around they mama’s house (ho)
you oughta stop detroit, boy, we f+ckin’ rich
we gettin’ bread while other n+ggas is suckin’ d+ck (f+ggot)
go get a job for low wage and bust clocks
my n+ggas f+ck with that cocaine and bust glocks
who you f+ckin’ with, n+gga? you washed up and it ain’t all good
you get yo’ d+ck beaters put to the wood
i’m all hood, so please don’t be apologetic
i’m bendin’ corners, you b+tches want it? then come and get it
ready for war right now, i ain’t gon’ lie to you
and when you come, then you best be bringin’ that squad with you
n+gga, i’m pullin’ that thang that’ll f+ck you all up
just ’cause you cop from the man, you think you got nuts
boy, you still a b+tch, you can’t change in the peak of the night
we go to war, n+gga, f+ck these mics
let’s go, let’s go!
[chorus: trick trick]
if it’s a war that you want, then you got it, n+gga
’cause me and my n+ggas gon’ ride
let’s go!
you f+ck around with the realest for k!llin’ n+ggas
you must wanna lose yo’ life
let’s go!
ready to smash on a b+tch+ass n+gga
’cause y’all n+ggas better open your eyes
let’s go!
this ain’t a game, we ain’t playin’ with lames
y’all b+tch+made n+ggas gon’ die
[verse 3: obie trice]
yeah, ayo, you n+ggas got it f+cked up (f+cked up)
it’s obie trice, trick trick, n+gga, that’s what’s up (that’s what’s up)
detroit up in this b+tch, what you thought it was? (thought it was?)
ain’t n0body rowdy as us, we [?] [’cause / cuz?]
sometimes i holler at [unc’?], he give me knowledge
when these player haters doubt it (doubt it)
it take him to talk about (bout it)
f+ck these n+ggas man!
[spoken words: male]
don’t worry ’bout these lame ass n+ggas
we take care of these n+ggas you [?]
fo’ sho’
[verse 4: obie trice]
fo’ sho’ though, it’s the [?] ([?])
[caddy?] trucks, rims spinnin’ on low+pros (low+pros)
cali [?] snug right by the nuts (nuts)
you wanna act up, sl+ts tearin’ up their guts (bap, bap, bap)
too many guns to mention
too many n+ggas fresh out detention
ready to put ’em in ’em (uh!)
we international now, n+ggas get it right (get it right)
our family’s happy, you can die tonight
let’s go!
[chorus: trick trick]
if it’s a war that you want, then you got it, n+gga
’cause me and my n+ggas gon’ ride
let’s go!
you f+ck around with the realest for k!llin’ n+ggas
you must wanna lose yo’ life
let’s go!
ready to smash on a b+tch+ass n+gga
’cause y’all n+ggas better open your eyes
let’s go!
this ain’t a game, we ain’t playin’ with lames
y’all b+tch+made n+ggas gon’ die
[outro: male]
[?] boy, you go ahead get yo mother f+ckin’ paper back
f+ck these lame ass n+ggas, you hear me?
sh+t, i understand you aggravated at sh+t, but man
don’t get yourself a lot of backup over these b+tch ass n+ggas
you let us take care of that sh+t, you hear me?
you knew, you knew n+gga hahaha
hey call me later man
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