War Zone — текст песни (Black Moon f Louisville Sluggah)

Intro:
Sippin my henny
Don`t start none, won`t be none 2X
Wan`t some, get some
Like, Buckshot, Hennyville

[Louisville Sluggah]
Guess who? punk chunk, ya brain just blew
It is he, gun two, L.O.U.
You want some? Shit, come and get it
Bout this Bob Mar` split bitch, nah you can`t hit this
Moked like Jeff Bridges while we takin pictures
Smilin at these bitches, not thinkin bout our digits
You want some, come come, I got some
Fifth of Henny and some friends, we can all get dumb
Everybody had a cup and in a pot put nut
Half to gettin mines, I told her regulate that son
Spillin some, for my fam that past
I miss my nana always, but I`mma still get ass
Get more cash, jump off and whip some ass
Ville clickin, and off and think my niggas a blad
It`s like that, mad cuz my fam don`t brag
Fuck a finer dime and shine it to a Hefty bag

[Buckshot]
Fire one, Buckshot, comin with a gun
Fire two, Buckshot, blast that too
Actin like you solid witcha plastic prue
Schemin on my nigga L.U., who the hell are you
What? you think I`mma talk and flap
Fuck the chit-chat, man I should`ve of been put this in your back
You ain`t have to act like that
But you did, now I`m bout to aim for ya wig
Word up my nigga, see whatever they want, they get
Want me to flip? I flip
The rhymes I whip, hence back to Brooklyn in a flash
Thinkin about the weed and the stash, in the ash tray
Man I got ass on the way
Shit I got a call from Renee today
She got that bombay, I`m bout to put her on the block
where the drugs and the thugs stay
Pick up my money and send her on the way
You know what it`s like
I fuck around and smack the chicken in the breast
Chill, you can get wet by the Hennyville spill
Buckshot I still kill

Chorus 2X: Buckshot

You want some, you get some
I`ma bout to fuck around and bleed somethin
Don`t start none, won`t be none
But since you started, I`mma bout to rip apart shit

[Buckshot]
Aiyo, what ya niggas wanna do with us
Bucktown we bust, murder is a must
Everytime I think about commercial rap niggas
Leave the hood and scared to come back, niggas
I subtract them niggas, they aint a part of us
He ain`t a part of my click, don`t even start him up
He rock a 10 Karat, we rock 24 all day
Still smoke in a hallway
And I make more in a day, then you make in a year
So why the fuck is you in my ear
You still think it`s sweat now?
Fuck the beef now
Yo Louieville take it to the street now

[Louisville Sluggah]
It`s BDB and Hennyville ya
On fire like cheeba, get ya girl scream Mamma mia
Aiyo I`m out of Henny`s World with the go cart girls
My niggas barkin, while some turn over and nerve
Too many drinks son, it`s affectin what you thinkin
Stop dummin, don`t forget we Black Trumpin`
Yo I jump inside my Buggy
Aiyo shorty wanna wish me luck, I ask
If I win or lose, will you still give it up?
She giggled and pilled off, we had to laugh
Buck sever before we dash, it`s in the bag
There it go, the checkered flag
I`m neck and neck with shorty for a second
I wouldn`t believe she do me dirty
She tried to ram my tire, caught the divider
Flipped the entire car and caught fire
I kinda felt sorry, nigga, not hardly
Sittin in the window, startin smokin Bob Marley

Chorus 4X



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