Peewee Longway - War lyrics

rate me

Ft. MPA Yukes

(Hook: PeeWee Longway)

I Got my money right, ya niggas still screamin' 'war'

Spent a hundred band, nothing but choppa bullets

I got my money right, ya niggas still screamin' 'war'

I spent a hundred band, nothing but choppa bullets

Yeah I be strapped the fuck up, little nigga we strapped the fuck up

Little nigga we strapped the fuck up, hundred band, nun' but choppa bullets

We strapped the fuck up, little nigga we strapped the fuck up

Little nigga we strapped the fuck up, hundred band, nothing but choppa bullets

(Verse: PeeWee Longway)

Bitch I drop nothing but 'em Benjamins on choppa bullets

Y'all niggas flow not not but all the mean choppa wid 'em

I ran my bands up, now tell me who I'm squabble with 'em

Ya niggas screaming, ya want war, nigga I brought it to ya

Young niggas moving like black cops, kill errybody on the black tops

Spend a hundred band and I'ma chop a bullet

I'm tellin' ya that we will neva stop shootin'

All of my niggas turn back with the juice

She watching me on Channel 2 News

I'm givin' ya fuck nigga breakin' news

I got my bands up, want war too

Why don't ya act like ya bulletproof?

Send my niggas at ya duck, duck, goose

Little nigga we strapped the fuck up too, Trayvon hood, bitch, the neighborhood blue

Coming thru' down double-down, nigga that's two

With nuts on our choppa, we call it bamboo

Not to meet at yo choppa, yo whole fuckin' crew

Like Sammy Sosa really set 'em thru', Longway!

(Hook)

(Verse 2: MPA Yikes)

Little nigga I'm strapped the fuck up

Ready for whateva, dog

Whateva ya talking, we riding, nigga, like O-Dog

Knocking niggas out, back to back

Try me and I ain't going for that, I be black on black on the bullshit, spent a hundred thousand on banana clips

Ready for war, ready for war, nigga what ya want?

Nigga here I go, me and my niggas go hard like the G.I. Joe

And I be strapped up everywhere I go

(Snug nose, bulldog, pocket monster, 4-4)

(Ballistic bullet clip for) neva endin' ammo

(Strapped up like I'm Rambo)

All are dressed in camo

Nigga try me that's a no-no, hit a nigga up on the low-low

I'm not gonna freeze on more-go

Ya want war, we brought it to yo front door

(Hook)