Peewee Longway - War lyricsrate 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!
(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