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let's go to war - dj paul lyrics

[intro: kingpin skinny pimp]
aw yeah, skinny pimp and 211 up in this b*tch
down with my n*gga dj paul, the new mothaf*ckin’ dj
aw yeah, lil woop and the woodlawn posse in the house
ayo, paul, do that sh*t

[hook]
dj squeeky (f*ck you, mane)
dj squeeky (die, mothaf*cka)
dj squeeky (f*ck you, b*tch)
dj squeeky (bring the yellow tape)
dj squeeky (haha)
dj squeeky (f*ck you, b*tch ass)
dj squeeky ()
dj squeeky (punk*punk*punk*punk mothaf*cka)

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
eenie meenie miny moe, skinny picked the .44
squeeky wanna scr*p? gon’ get yo ass kidnapped
you sure you wanna get some? i doubt it, my nig
i tie a rop around yo neck, and drop yo sissy ass off a bridge
suckas, they jackin’, them fools put me in a straight trance
a psycho at large, i’m not from earth, i’m from mars, b*tch
you know you can’t handle me, so don’t try to cross me
i’ll skinny roll yo ass and put yo eye in yo mama’s coffee
scandalous, see i’m a serious r*t*rd
i’ll chop you in pieces, i’m givin’ dеtectives a hard job
i wanna say what’s up to 211
cuz whethеr we steppin’ or reppin’, we comin’ off dope
but the sucka will get smoked
grip the m*i*c and try and talk about the skinny p
but you cannot f*ck with this style
i be flowin’ to get me some things, i’m project born, b*tch
so grip on some alcohol, and rub yo narcs
nine*ninety*nine*nine, you got popped with my glock
and if yo buddies wanna jump in this sh*t
bring it on (*gunshots*)
let’s go to war with them b*tches (screams)
[hook]
war they wanted, and war they got
and from the [?]
if you wanna go to war, i’ll take you to war
dj squeeky (punk*punk mothaf*cka)

[verse 2: homicyde]
let me kick a verse about a punk b*tch
the kind of n*gga that’ll make me pop the trunk quick
they have a tendency of f*ckin’ with a psychopath
ayo, this sh*t is too thick, yo ho, don’t make me laugh
squeeky is a b*tch, zirk is a b*tch, too
raider j, mothaf*ck you!
and if you mothaf*ckas wanna go to war
punk mothaf*cka, what you waitin’ for?
cuz homicyde ain’t down with the run
homicyde’s a sniper cuz i’m known for gunnin’ n*ggas down
clown, from orange mound
i’m strictly with the underground
these n*ggas gonna make me clown
so mothaf*cka, don’t be scared
your neighborhood hit went to your mothaf*ckin’ head
yo boy said they lookin’ for the dirty hoes
dj zirk, stop wearin’ those dirty clothes
cuz i’m the crazy mothaf*cka that you envy
bido, don, weedie, lil kenny
n*gga 9 is down with the posse
for the punk n*ggas with some animosity
and if you hoes wanna go out like a sucka
(*gunshots*) squabble that, mothaf*cka
and if you b*tches got a problem or some drama
buy a black dress for your funky mama
skinny pimp, smack that n*gga like a wh0re
let’s take these n*ggas to war
[bridge]
i ain’t sayin’ no names
f*ck a*f*ck around, and get yo ghetto pass revoked
mmh, mmh, mmh, f*ck you, mane (f*ck)
f*f*f*f*ck you

[hook]
dj squeeky (punk mothaf*cka)
punk*punk*punk*punk mothaf*cka
dj squeeky (yeah, i caught you slippin’)
yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah, i caught you slippin’
dj squeeky (f*ck you, b*tch)
dj squeek*dj squeeky (suck a ni*)
suck a n*gga d*ck

[verse 3: kingpin skinny pimp]
a * animosity on a fat b*tch
b * better watch yo back because i’m finna cl!ck
c * creepin’ on a sucka with a glock, mane
d * dead on arrival, bullet in the brain

[bridge 1: ???]
there you have it
a players point of view of a punk mothaf*cka
goin’ to club memphis to see a punk mothaf*cka get smacked
and be nothin’ but wack
so i’ma send this shout out to homicyde, skinny pimp
mc wicked, juicy j, dj paul, n*gga 9, 211, and hitman
the k!lla b
shout goes out to westwood, hurts village
trigg and lauderdale, preston, binghampton
a whole lot of mothaf*ckas is down with beatin’ squeeky’s mothaf*ckin’ ass
oh, yo, squeeky, get zirk d*ck out ya ass
raider j, get the glass d*ck out ya mouth, b*tch
[bridge 2: mc wicked]
yeah, this is mc wicked comin’ straight out of ridgegrove
lettin’ them punks know they got us f*cked up
dj squeeky, boy, you barred out of frayser
i’d like to say what’s up to the projects
and all my n*ggas in the hood that’s behind me

[bridge 3: ???, kingpin skinny pimp, homicyde]
ayo, skinny, tell everybody about how you smacked his b*tch ass in the mothaf*ckin’ club, mane
mane, i hit that mothaf*cka so hard, mane
the gun went off, mane, know what i’m sayin’?
mothaf*cka almost hit my partner 211, know what i’m sayin’?
everybody seen that sh*t
them n*ggas know national binghampton, hurts village
frayser, aw yeah, the woodlawn posse and the [?] house
aw yeah, and rick and blood, and ray ray from hurts village
you know what time it is
y’all talkin’ ’bout that y’all paranoid
the real paranoid n*ggas
you can play like a mothaf*ckin’ cone, envy
and let a n*gga gas you up if you want to, b*tch

[outro: dj paul]
that’s all she wrote
yeah, this dj paul, k!lla mix serial number 11, b*tch
this sh*t don’t stop (stop, stop, stop)

- dj paul lyrics

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