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letra de ward bangin' - l.o.g.

[l.o.g. and (fila phil) talking]
utc
(9th ward, 9th ward)
c.t.c., cross the c-n-l
(press park n-gga, that florida, a.l.)
we hustlin’, new orleans, down in that boot
(no doubt n-gga, what comes up n-gga, must come down, ward bangin’, ya heard me)
(untouchable, i’mma kick it like this)

[chorus-fila phil-]
i’m ward bangin’, ward bangin’, everybody ward bangin’
bullets slangin’, brains hangin’, y’all bringin’, we bringin’
i’m ward bangin’, ward bangin’, everybody ward bangin’
bullets slangin’, brains hangin’, y’all bringin’, we bringin’

[l.o.g.]
time to hit the streets, of the u.p.t., tip toe, creep
10th ward, and 3rd ward got beef, bring the heat
when we hit the streets, ????? we meet
blood gone leak, no surrender, no defeat
no peace, shoot that thomas got a army mob duckin’ villains
willin’, to make some k!llin’, gravefillin’, cap peelin’
bustin’ shots non stop, they raided the block
one n-gga got popped, its the knee he dropped
to the ground, ain’t no dodgin’ 50 round, clips
bullets sting like whips, chest play, all rip
up, what the f-ck, man these n-ggas got nuts
so the mac melph calio tappin’ my bup
and retaliate quick, to leave some wig splits
these boys done hit, ??????? is split
out, like a drought, so its gone no doubt
so the 3rd took a route, show them boys they bout
nuttin’ but trigga play, mission his head gone
take n-ggas away, pop ’em up, chop ’em up
bodies skunk, bodies dunk
brains hangin’, f-ckin’ ’round with them souljas ward bangin’

[chorus] 2x

[fila phil]
i said it all started off downtown in that 9th ward
some k!llers out that nina respect a baller from that 7th ward, st. bernard
knock a n-gga head off, birds c-cked back, and want to f-ck with press park
into a, u-haul, full of k!llers
makin’ n-ggas bleed or straight duct tapin’ n-ggas, on the reala
them boys don’t play, they trigga spray
leavin n-ggas in coffins, bodies to get away
at the same time, 4th ward n-ggas, they got beef
bustin’ at them lil’ n-ggas every ???
dig deep, you can’t roll the streets without yo heat
desire, they act a donkey, that florida, they act a beast
a.l., some crazy motherf-ckers that’ll buck ya
hit ya 50 times up in yo chest and make you suffer
the consequnces, found dead with no witness
brains go to the fat, ain’t n0body know who did ya
n-gga we k!llin’ thugs, n-gga we poppin’ slugs
them boys from downtown, never did it, show no love
so n-ggas thats on the run, stay strapped with tommy guns
we the ones who ??????
so what the f-ck you mean, downtown get out the way
we all about that drama, and all about that trigga play
don’t start no sh-t, won’t be no sh-t
f-ckin’ ’round with downtown, ya get ya wig split
don’t start no sh-t, won’t be no sh-t
f-ckin’ ’round with that nina, ya get ya wig split
don’t start no drama, won’t be no drama
f-ckin’ ’round with press park, we ‘nappin ya f-ckin’ mama
9’s rangin’, bullets slangin’, brains hangin’, we camouflaged down
from the ward, its ward bangin’

[chorus] 2x

[l.o.g.]
t.c., c.t.c., is the boundaries, all our enemies, unsolved mysteries
n-gga please, concrete shoes, i can’t lose
givin’ n-ggas the blues, puttin’ n-ggas on the news
act a fool, with that tool, if you snooze, you lose
lyrically i bruise, clans, cl!cks, crews
abuse them all, 9th ward scar, socca ball
catch ya on falsed on, ya body get hard off
represent it to the fullest, trigga man through bullets
at yo head, stretched, red, red, now ya dead
t-shirts and jeans, that was all was seen
as i fled from the scene, my team, who bout that green, fiend
for paper chasin’, erasin’, or war, catchin’ capers
its the basic way, you gotta make it in new orleans, a.k.a
soulja cemetary, many n-ggas get buried, very, so often
that its scary, in my terri, tory, no mercy, no glory
another soulja to story, be happy, don’t worry
if you ain’t hangin’, or slangin’, n-gga, you ward bangin’

[chorus] 2x

[fila phil and l.o.g.]
tell them boys, they can’t handle us
9th ward scar, we hits too deep, livin’ scandelous
tell them boys, they can’t handle us
9th ward scar, we hits too deep, livin’ scandelous

[fila phil and l.o.g. talking]

[fila phil and l.o.g.]
15 deep-ah, i’m finna creep-ah
we the f-ckin’ gangstas put you p-ssy n-ggas to sleep-ah

15 deep-ah, i’m finna creep-ah
we the f-ckin’ gangstas put you p-ssy n-ggas to sleep-ah
that 5, 4, that 5, 4, that 5, 4, that 5, 4

- l o g

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