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You niggas want war? Trust me you don't want war Homeboy, you don't know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it's a million man march No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Man, y'all done gone and did it, well come on with it The fifth got a kick, but won't slip, I rubber gripped it Wrap you in them sheets on Christmas, I'm double-gifted Double barrel shotty, you double jointed when you flippin' Ask about your boy, they'll tell you I'm not the fella Tomato sauce whoever tryna shred up my mozzarella I guess it's in my genes, no prints if I got the poke out Man, let these nigga's reach, I'm Iverson with the blow out Sometimes you gotta show out, just to show 'em what Joe 'bout Give 'em the green light, well fuck it, where we even goin' now? Got shooters on the scanner, you never know what we spoke 'bout Picture Tony Montana with hammers runnin' in Sos' house Ghost Town Bullets in the beach chair, lines drawn, break the sand Got bad news, sit 'em down, nah, nigga take a stand Dirty crackheads run up on you, "What you was sayin', man?" It's lights out, won't even take a bath, ha You niggas want war? Trust me you don't want war SongtexteHomeboy, you don't know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it's a million man march No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho You dick-faced ass nigga's asked for it so... here they come No matter where they from I disappeared and dump No choice but to swear they dumb, but we're not dumb I'm on my Luke Skywalker, get your Jedi spun I'm on my DMC, I hear them things rev, y'all run Guess it's begun, get the private jet, pilot set Alibi in check, to the island head, make sure it's no survivors left 'Round up all the hostages, bum stiggity bum, stiggity bum Hey, I mean a lot of them, shit be soundin' like Das EFX I pay no mind to the talkin' 'til it's a heightened threat Never baby nigga's with envy to give me my respect I eject bullets from rifles wearin' a sniper vest Find your body OTC, you're like a Prilosec Y'all won't even hear me comin', Michael Myers' steps Hear that thing ch-ch-choppin' 'til no tires left Bulldogs bark, 4s roars like a lion's breath I love new toys, so I invest You niggas want war? Trust me you don't want war Homeboy, you don't know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it's a million man march No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Aus Songtexte Mania