Lyrical Breakdown of War Wit Us - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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See we a different type of breed of niggas (tell 'em)
We got killas hangin' with killas
We got get money niggas hangin' with get money niggas (damn)
(Tarantino)
Gangsta Grillz, Durk what's up?
Y'all nigga's been waitin' right
DJ Drama
(Cannon)
How you want war and you ain't eatin'?
What they gon' do if you ain't breathin'?
Bodies back to back, bitch, we ain't even
Bitch, I'm in that pussy 'cause I'm so conceited
Word around town that you sneak dissin'
Bullets must be blank 'cause they keep missin'
Face up on that flyer if you want attention
You just want some fame, boy, you ain't in it
Better get to duckin' if my name's mentioned
I hopped into that foreign, bitch, I'm lane switchin'
And bitch I'm OTF and I ain't switchin'
Niggas see I'm hot and they want me gone
I heard his ass was singin' like he OVO
Bitch go cop a Rollie not a rodeo
And when we in the buildin' it's a Rollie show
And I be sippin' lean while they smokin' dope
War with us, they don't want war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang
Don't war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang
And you can't hang where my niggas hang
'Cause where we hang all we do is bang
Don't war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang
Nigga talkin' 'bout that we got beef
Know a couple shooters posted over East
Broski got the thirty broski like to tweak
See me he don't say shit but he go and tweet
Put me in that jam I don't know shit
He ain't have a hit since '06
Niggas holdin' weight, get they door kicked
Spent 1500 dollars on these low kicks
Broke niggas always fuck with broke bitches
Master P with my shooters, they ain't got no limits
You can't hang around me and be my co-defendant
Way broski flippin' bricks he should be a gymnast
A gymnast in the kitchen, we cookin', we cookin', we cookin', let's get it
808 in that clip, go bang
All white Panamera, cocaine
If he tryna rob then we get his brain
War with us, they don't want war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang
Don't war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang
And you can't hang where my niggas hang
'Cause where we hang all we do is bang
Don't war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch, them bullets go bang