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点击复制War Ready (Single Version|Explicit) - Rick Ross/Jeezy
Written by：Jay Jenkins
War ready
You got shooters I've got shooters
We got money
Let's do what them other niggas can't do though
Mastermind uh
Uh ni**a got a thousand guns ni**a
And if money is power ni**a I got millions of power ni**a
F**k with me ni**a huh
17 I was chargin' niggas 17
Ridin' clean youngest ni**a in the Medellín
Bomber green in that thang in the middle lane
Did some things for my niggas which I can't explain
Versace slippers 20 chains b**ch I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye f**k with my petty change
F**k what you heard for that bird I'm a dirty ni**a
Laid to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready the game just wanna take my life
War ready p**sy boy we all could die tonight
War ready fast cash above the law
War ready gas mask when them choppers talk
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' when you're war ready
Just another homicide cause we war ready
Killas on the front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' cause we're war ready
Just another homicide when you're war ready
War war war
A coward dies a thousand deaths a real ni**a dies but one
21 guns salute out of the top of your drop top coupe
I know a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish shake could see this
I'll never fall for what I stand for
This year Fernando
We could live today blood and die tonight cous'
Box chevy hit the block run the whole 50 shots
You just poppin' till you know you can't pop them no more
We done came through the block and sold many color drops
And these motherf**kers think you can't drop them no more
War ready ni**a put some change on your head
Damn right f**k around clear my safe out
I got a few digi scales and a couple Denzels
And you motherf**king right this a safe house
Give me the k and a shovel I'll bury that ni**a
Be his pallbearer so I can carry that ni**a
What you gonna hit him with the glock or the chop
Look I wouldn't give a f**k if they were sharin' that ni**a
You motherf**kers out always talkin'
About what another motherf**ker said
Yeah I got that fnh when that motherf**ker finna hostin'
I ain't out here to motherf**king play
Why these f**k niggas always cryin' about somethin'
Either you're livin' like a ho or you're dying about something
Try to let that rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve
Like that motherf**ker timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised ni**a roll up that w**d
Gotta stay strapped to live the life I lead
Start your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all them keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court date now my ni**a on the run
Big sh*t poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Sh*t bag leave a grown ni**a in a diaper
Hangin' out the rolls on your mark get set
Let it go yeah hold that b**ch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and them drums get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you p**sy niggas war ready
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' when you're war ready
Just another homicide cause we war ready
War war war
Follow in my footstep I was born to die a soldier
Ni**a couldn't walk a mile found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the vice lords shout out to my blood ni**a
Shout out to them Gd's where that crip love ni**a
Shout out to them dopeboys owe it to the plug ni**a
I could die a thousand times will never die a f**k ni**a
Shout out to my city too my clip hold a 62
Ridin' down on 63 rest in peace to fluty coupe
** and quinine
Cut that b**ch a thousand times
Phone call said he need a brick
I text him back come stand in line
You went out of town so I had to wack your b**ch
Never came back p**sy boy go die a b**ch
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' when you're war ready
Just another homicide cause we war ready
Killas on the front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' cause we're war ready
Just another homicide when you're war ready
War war war
That's just one of the many properties ni**a
War ready
And I'm down to die about that
We gon' ride about that
So you know we ready to slide about that
Cut that check ni**a
What you are money like huh
It's hard to go to war with 70 million ni**a
Read the obituary ni**a
Print that motherf**ker in Italian ni**a
What's a Hassa
What's a Hassa
That's you haha
I'm not gonna kill you though haha
I'm not gonna kill you though haha
Hey black kill this motherf**ker