letra de facts - gritty boi
yeah war is necessary. wartime war. it’s finally here. you n-ggas act like you don’t know that s— wake up bro. but if you really look at it, look at it. this way everything is a war waking up out
your bed is a war. religion is a war. getting this bread is a war. making this album is a war
raising your kids right as a war
appreciate your parents’ war. protecting your home is a war. teaching is a war. finding love is award
that’s a good one. it of course preaching is a war hundred rounds. if they run down f— around and get gunned down you a clown hear the gun sound
get found ima fox hound, skip town n—— know it’s on l!ck shots n—– know what we on n-ggas fake n-ggas know why they gone, seen his face n-ggas know why they wrong, n-ggas know why they on, n-ggas know why they lite, n-gga know why they rich
n-ggas know why he sold his soul and he ain’t bout sh-t, n-gga know, f-ck you and that little hoe, f-ck me we gone see where the bullet go
ima be on the scene better hit the floor
four clips in my jeans ima f-cking pro, ain’t no rush we gone k!ll em slow, when i bussing it ain’t for the show, 5’9 but i still a grow, 44 and i finnair blow, n-ggas don’t wanna see me in the back of a lac cause how i’m gone act, pull up just like i’m in vegas and i just got jump by noghaz that rap
rest in peace to pac the realist to do it but n-ggas is strapped, you playing with me and my n-ggas i’m snapping ya knock i promise you that, n-gga been cursed since birth no loving, it’s a got d-mn shame can’t change i’m thugging,tugging
f-ck the friend game friends change better get money f-ck the dap fake smiles small talk and hugging, n-ggas don’t wanna get got running they trap, n-ggas don’t wanna get slapped, pull out and let off a blaaat aim at ya hat, watch you lay flat on your back, n-ggas be
rolling in packs, i just be riding with gats, cause n-ggas turn into rats, n-ggas don’t wanna hear facts
to you red red with the pony tail, i’m not gone buss at you i ain’t gone send n0body to k!ll you no nothing, cause i know you, yall n-ggas send a n-gga to prison, i know bout yall, but let’s get in the ring call baby jade call cool runnings call anybody let’s get in there ima be tommy herns you martin boy i’ll be the f-ck out your little hoe ass, some of these n-ggas need to get the sh-t slapped out of em, lord have mercy these n-ggas out here vouching for n-ggas sending n-ggas to prison i can’t bare, who slapping who
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