Ohh

Ay yo swizz

What's up

I told you baby this the one right here

This is the one

Sheek louch

Omigod

Yo yo yo ay yo



Chorus 2x:

Ay yo y'all niggas want war?

Bring it on c'mon

Y'all want war with sheek?

Bring it on c'mon

Y'all tryin na stop how i eat?

Bring it on c'mon , bring it on c'mon , bring it on c'mon





[sheek: verse 1]

Yo how you gon talk shit when you soft as pudding

Knowing the work that these real thugs put in

We too legit

Let me hear you rap something bout us

I'ma break the hands of the man who wrote your shit

We take minks off backs

Them grime niggas in clubs that make niggas walk

With them bodyguard cats

I'm glad i'm free

I feel like harriet tubman came and got me

>from the white man property

It's all glitz and glitter but no cash you getting

You hear the difference in that shit that i'm spittin

Double r

That's street shit and that's the way it has to be

Myself , sheek louch , and i'm still mtv

I can talk about guns

Go out smack some nuns

Then flip and do a song with country music and shit

Don't ever play lox for no fucking retard

Cuz your dough aint that long that you can't see god

Plus these rap niggas out here respect the god

They know we spit that shit so they respect our sound

They know how hard a motherfucker is and water that's down

Here that's that shit right there

I swear from yonkers motherfucker

We'll bust in the air

Aint nobody killin clouds over here

Respect us

You bleed how we bleed

We bust how you bust

Yo swizz help me out sing this chorus for us

C'mon



Chorus 2x



[verse 2]

Ay yo this here is for them cats that wild nonstop

Can't dance just play the club and bop

No respect for the law

Fuck security son

Cuz you big that aint stopping me from bustin my gun

It's a fact that fire burns and shit stink

It's also a fact that your vest only protectin your chest

You aint think about your head when you was talkin that mess

Or this knife

Across your face scar you for life

Now do you really wanna rock that ice?

Heh heh

Do your security really love your life?

Or do they just want their check

You think they gon take one in the neck

For a nigga with no respect

For his crew

Man we don't wear half on chinese food

Slept in the same bed

Same chick gave us head

Brothers , and we aint gon stop till we all dead

Aint shit gon change

Just the dough gon change

Fuck a bentley

I'm good with a rubberband colored range

I empty a clip at you you send nothing in exchange

Y'all niggas mad soft no heart all brains

But what's smart when a dumb dumb burst your heart

I'm done now but first hold up hold your applause

I got one question to ask y'all do y'all niggas want war?



Chorus 6x



[swizz ad libs to end]


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