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letra de ready for war - taleban dooda

[intro]
(gasky got that gas)
infiltrate, brrah-bah-bah-bah-bah
i’m strapped up ready for war
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army

[chorus]
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
when i’m tryna break me a f-ck n-gga block, why all them n-ggas be running?
hopped out on ’em with a baby draco, made ’em duck tacos, yeah, this b-tch hold a hundred
i see why these f-ck n-ggas hating, got big bankroll, we some young n-ggas thumbing through hundreds
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
please let a f-ck n-gga try me, i up this glizzy, i bet you i hit what i target
and we the hottest in the city, but they won’t admit it, we not no regular artist
and before we started to get lit, we was down on our d-ck, we knew was gon’ make it regardless

[verse 1]
want some new opp pack, i’m tryna spin a n-gga sh-t
i just hopped out out west in a brand new fit
[?] came with five percent tint
show him how to walk down, we gon’ show him what we meant
when stickgod get home, you know we raising h-ll
f-ck the jakes, free my opps out the cell
keep the judge, let me give him some sh-lls
get him gone ’cause these f-ck n-ggas tell
playing monkey in the middle, that’ll get you f-cked up
if you ask me, that sh-t p-ssy as f-ck
if it’s bloodshed then you know that sh-t there stuck
and f-ck how you feel, you don’t care about us
oh yeah, all talking sl!ck, we letting it rain
four-oh make me limp, i need me a cane
opp ho wanna taste on my candy cane
i see something suspicious, i’m letting it rain
free my n-ggas and it’s still f-ck the fed
’cause if a n-gga try me, i leave him red
we out lurking, boy, these f-ck n-ggas scared
talking crazy, you’ll pay for what you said
and who want leads? we tryna see what you thinking
no n-gga fear me, let’s see if you dangerous
’cause if i see you, b-tch, you going to your angel
spot him, i got him, knocked him off at an angle
[chorus]
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
when i’m tryna break me a f-ck n-gga block, why all them n-ggas be running?
hopped out on ’em with a baby draco, made ’em duck tacos, yeah, this b-tch hold a hundred
i see why these f-ck n-ggas hating, got big bankroll, we some young n-ggas thumbing through hundreds
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
please let a f-ck n-gga try me, i up this glizzy, i bet you i hit what i target
and we the hottest in the city, but they won’t admit it, we not no regular artist
and before we started to get lit, we was down on our d-ck, we knew was gon’ make it regardless

[bridge]
riding ’round town with a k round
broad day, tryna make a n-gga lay down
i knew you weren’t real, you ain’t stayed down
if you with the fake sh-t, you can’t stay ’round
al-qaeda, i’m tryna leave ’em face down
i finger f-ck it ’til it cl!ck, i don’t play ’round
i up big bl!ck, all he seen was four pound
thought sh-t was sweet, i knocked his fro down

[verse 2]
look, i drop a bag on my enemies
i got some young n-ggas spin for me
i know it let me down but i love the streets
but i can take off with the industry
when i was down on my d-ck, ain’t ask for a thing
used to be throwed now i’m krispy kreme
like who knew i would blow, it was just a dream
and if you think sh-t sweet, it ain’t what it seems
tryna break me a f-ck n-gga block, man, i ain’t finna play with n0body
brand new glizzy came with thirty shots, yeah, it’s hanging out, reece just caught him a shotty
why all my young n-ggas geeking, took him off the beans, he tryna catch him a body
infiltrate, we get r-t-rded, we will not play, we will come shoot up the party
[chorus]
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
when i’m tryna break me a f-ck n-gga block, why all them n-ggas be running?
hopped out on ’em with a baby draco, made ’em duck tacos, yeah, this b-tch hold a hundred
i see why these f-ck n-ggas hating, got big bankroll, we some young n-ggas thumbing through hundreds
i’m strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
please let a f-ck n-gga try me, i up this glizzy, i bet you i hit what i target
and we the hottest in the city, but they won’t admit it, we not no regular artist
and before we started to get lit, we was down on our d-ck, we knew was gon’ make it regardless

[outro]
strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army
strapped up ready for war, b-tch, i don’t need me no army

- taleban dooda

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