war hymn

Lyrics

[Verse] Make that gun cuffed nigga, this half then I punt You niggas is sad, you niggas 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 bitch put that up to your dome Get that shit, then it's time to play, it's time to Come in that Rari, pull up in a Gallardo We on a killing spree nigga alright You with that hoe, cuz it's bout to turn fuckin hot His bitch want some twists so we pull up on her hungry Came with two switches on this bitch, and a fucking beam I do this shit for my niggas in the fucking team I make more money, yeah, nigga than you ever seen [Outro] L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah, yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah) L.A., bitches off the cocaine nigga you a- (Yeah)