war! (message) - kenzo balla lyrics
[intro]
like, what
santana you done f*cked up on this beat, you heard
every opp shot
ahh
like, what
grrah
ewokk
ahh
[verse]
kickback on the g, got some leverage
like, don’t get packed tryna get you a beverage
with the 5z, [?] real reckless
and i’m in the v tryna send ’em a mission
dissin’ the 5th, them n*ggas signed they death wish
red tips enter his head, make his leg twitch
n*gga dead, it’s no need for a medkit
bow, new opps i got add to the dead with
how many battles? never lost the war
i had them n*ggas scramblin’ all on the floor
we tryna push up, push up on the board
if it’s up then my [?] turn the [?], score
go to that block and make them bullets pour
we completin’ the mission no matter the cost
n*gga tried to play ball but he lost
left your man with g, n*gga ain’t even toss
like a gift get to wrappin’ ’em up
celebration, we clappin’ ’em up
when qua got packed i was happy as f*ck
[?] my chest while i’m rollin’ ’em up
knocker got me walkin’ like i’m drunk
we on taylor we tryna go up on a hunt, b*tch
and they tryna front, now n*ggas in a blunt
tear the strip up, we blitz through the back and the front
tri*tried the makk, but enough is enough
left the block shot down, them n*ggas better duck
he a b*tch, he got shot in his b*tt
if you see me outside, g19 tucked
b*tch on my d*ck tryna eat up the nut
you wanna be around then line a n*gga up
stomach shot, he caught a hollow in his gut
switchie, i know the opps on [?]
and we threw shots on the kreeps, then we jump on the highway, we out to the sweeps
spot us a jetty bet we make ’em bleed, then we out to the 8 tryna pack us a g
if somebody outside it’s gon’ be a new splee
if n0body outside then out to [?]
like, everybody got us feelin’ sleeze
keep on cl!ckin’ until he get left in the street
told the b*tch line him up, now his ass gotta go
he ain’t make it, the doc’ put a tag on his toe
knew he was done soon as we got the lo’
got up on ’em so fast i barely had to throw
everything sleeze, danny b got the pole
when the makk got the mac he tryna lift his soul
knock off a brim, put a hat in the floor
new spliffy, like that’s a new opp that we roll
hoppin’ out broad day like i’m truancy
everytime i get the opportunity
i’m tryna send a n*gga up as usually
f*ck all the opps, we p*ssin’ on they eulogy
always causin’ ‘reck in they community
give ’em new n*ggas to add to they jewelry
super sleeze on a hit tryna boom a g
head tap, his brains on the floor, it’s a scary scene
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