WAR HYMN lyrics

[Verse]
Make that gun cuffed n*gga, this half then I punt
You n*ggas is sad, you n*ggas is cops, uh, better get away from me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah don't talk to me, yeah, you can't talk to me
First no idea, bend her ass and learn from me
You don't want smoke, then it's time to wait for me
Stupid ass b*tch put that up to your dome
Get that sh*t, then it's time to play, it's time to
Come in that Rari, pull up in a Gallardo
We on a killing spree n*gga alright
You with that hoe, cuz it's bout to turn f*ckin hot
His b*tch want some twists so we pull up on her hungry
Came with two switches on this b*tch, and a f*cking beam
I do this sh*t for my n*ggas in the f*cking team
I make more money, yeah, n*gga than you ever seen

[Outro]
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