Love War — текст песни (Sauce Money)

[ verse 1 ]

I heard a rumor in the street, muthafucka was gifted

Up and comin nigga, might need to get with

One cat from bk, put him on your hitlist

Sauce money, fat nigga rip shit

Heard him on a clue? tape, loved the way he kicked it

All of a sudden mad labels on his dick

But muthafuckas who bit it but couldnt fight it forget it

Couldnt write it or spit it cause they couldnt fuck with it

Then the puff shit happened, the whole shit shifted

Tribute to biggie, God bless your spirit

Made a mark, now we need a place for the nigga

Marcy, son - faced off with jigga

Now he only spittin for cars thats kitted

Convicted felons and muthafuckas acquitted

Never for foul snitches, but those who style riches

Ghetto crack sellin pros and buckwild bitches

First thing they wanna know: whats fuckin with this shit?

Jay-z told em, look how many he sold em

99s my time to shine and control em

Spread ones with sons, guns, I still hold em

Fuck the law, this is whats in store

When the album drop, we gon rush the floor

I tell em hit it, every song, come on, we all spit it

Get on with it, with all my niggas screamin, "we did it"



[ chorus ]

Love and war, thugs and whores

Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and four-fours

We about to flow, blow, stack dough

On the low, forever shine, niggas better know



[ verse 2 ]

They call me money-earner, received more blows than tina turner

Like the top of the stove sauce keep a burner

Release somethin thatll heat your sternum

Flow the sickest, take a aids patient a whole week to learn em

So precise, got beef with surgeons

Feel naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in

Nothin is bound to touchin my sound

The consensus in the street: he aint fuckin around

Got a lot of shit to pop, two things when it drop:

Muthafuckas gonna cop and niggas will get shot

But this is just for the record, though

Niggas will get naked slow

If your heat cocked, check it, yo

No shit, squeeze till your hammer go click

Fuck these lame-brawl mcs, they all blow dick

Im the capital s-a-u-c-e

Better clap at the best way when you see me

Nigga



[ chorus ]