"Go To War" [Chorus: Pimp C] Poppin' pills workin' wood wheel fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel if you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war I gotta
) [Chorus: Pimp C] Poppin' pills workin' wood wheel fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel if you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war I gotta ak47
Превод: Криминал Моб. Иду у рат.
Chorus: Pimp C] Poppin' pills workin' wood wheel fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel if you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war I gotta ak47 and
committed crimes, your rap line forgery Niggas want war, I invite all cordially They assed out morally, how they in skinny jeans And never fix they mouth to even fucking go
me on ten And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big shit about war Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob
line forgery Niggas want war, I invite all cordialy They assed out morally, how they in skinny jeans And never fix they mouth to even fucking go to war
I get the chills on a midsummer night Yeah, I can fight, or in the winter I make your ass hot like a light Bub-rub-a-dub, three bodies in a tub Okay, go
off the hook this year Making mad money off the books this year, ain't nothing But crooks in here Getting mad money off the books this year Go, go, go Go, go, go Go, go, go
the hook this year Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin' But crooks in here Gettin' mad money off the books this year Go, go, go Go, go, go Go, go, go
Should I do what didn't, took it and never admit I invented the flow, yup, they different between us You wait till shit comes, i get it and go Different
play the ballad of a dead soldier The plan, to take command of the whole family Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned All my road dawgs, official mob
're fed To make us like it Is God and country With a band People we know who should know better Howl, "America riles, let's go to war" Business scams
to watch, some like to move in mob Dressin wildin up my niggaz ? slice my tuner top The streets are boilin brewin hot since 1-2 to Watts But later we go
Okay, you wanna go to war with me I take you to war I told you, I don't kill no motherfucking kid Look at you now, you stupid fuck, you stupid fuck I
in his 20s The black [?] we pull cards on g.p. General purpose, my surface is reality Mob mentality is actualy the war pedigree That sits me on the stool
on ten And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talkin' big shit about war Like he don't know my stee, now mob
're fed To make us like it Is God and country with a band People we know who should know better Howl, "America riles. Let's go to war!" Business scams
