War Gamez (Acapella) lyrics

Heyyyyyyy, huh
How many broke-down rappers got some sh*t to say?
I sit and strategize, in due time, them b*tches pay
Plus all day, I puff weed till my eyes bleed red
Undercover tactics, leave my enemies dead
Check this, I know you n*ggas got no love for me
But how the f*ck your whole clique turn to thugs, homie?
Like misdemeanors, it's a small thang
You n*ggas ain't ready for war, let my balls hang
Bust it, I took apart your whole crew, lack heart, I ain't concerned
I bust at Bad Boy, Mobb Deep and murder The Firm
When you scream "Fake thugs," who the f*ck you mean?
Get more cream than all of y'all, n*gga, f*ck yo' team
Now Dre want to switch sides, tricks hide in war
Last year, I'd shed tears, but I don't cry no more
Plus Jay-Z tried to play me, won't last long
Go ask King Sun how it feel to have your ass gone
Listen Doo-Wop, don't get your sh*t knocked, you can't win
Tell 'em all to let the games begin, we havin' war games