Warrior (Feat. Drake & Jay-Z)

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Warriors! Come Out And Play! X2

Warriors Ey Ey x3

Gd Up From The Feet Up ABCDEF

Im A G To The End The End Of The Road

But Back In The Kitchen At The End Of The Stove

Looks Like We At The End Of The O

Drop A 4 In A 20 Ounce And Call It 24

U Sit On 24s And We Sip On 24s

Got The Caddy's Sitten On A Pair Of Gucci Penny Loafs

I Get Money Fuck With Bitches That Get Me Mo

Man You Know The Plan Same Shit Different Hoes

Ya We Cut The Ears And The Tails Off

Mickey Mouse Never Been A Rat Never Had Him In The House

Call Me Captain Kangaroo But I Got Money In My Pouch

But I Don't Mean Loose Change When I Say Money In The Pouch

Ya Dig Ya

Im Getting Paid That's What I Already Said

Seek These Niggas Like To Brief On These Niggas

Got A Bitch Name Nina And Nina So Sluty

Cus She Do Him And Never One Of His

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[Drake]

Are You Listening? Is Anybody Listening?

Walk Into The Room And You Can Smell The Clive Christian Scent

A Lot Of Niggas Threatened My Postion And

Thrillen Bars You Think Im Writing With John Krishenpen

I Need Rossi

Never Mind The Pricing

Know We Brought Cake To The Party, No Icing

No Ice On Big Phantom No License

Fuck If You're Feeling Me As Long As Your Wife Is

No One In My City Got A Pocket Like Drizzy

I Can Rock Fitted Jeans Cuz My Credit Card Skinny

Its Pitch Black And Covers All Incidentals

And Mrs Wrong Sorry You Aint Notice My Potential

Fuck Yall Rappers And Your Self-Proclaimed Status

I Can Only See Green Now I Happy Saint Pattys

Ya I Know Your Waiting On The Last Quote

Check The Sound Scan And You Can See Im The Last Hope

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[Jay-Z]

I Told You Niggas 9 10 Times Stop Fucking With Me

Put That Knife In Ya

Take A Little Bit Of Life From Ya

Am I Frightening Ya?

Shall I Continue

Put The Gun To Ya Let It Sing You A Song

I Let It Hum To Ya

The Others One Sing Along

Now It's A Duet?

Nd You Wet, When You Check Out The Technique

From The Two Teckz

And I Don't Need Two Lips To Blow This Like A Trumpet

You Dumb Shit, This Is An Unusual Musical I Conduct It

You Looking At The Black Warren Buffet

So All Critters Can Duck Sick

I Don't Care If You See The Laurens Tucket

Or You Bill O Reilly You Only Ralling Me Up

For 3 Years They Had Me Peeing Out Of A Cup

Now They Bout To Free Me Up

What You Think Im Goin Be? What? Rehabilitated?

Man I Still Feel Hatred

Im Young Black And Rich So They Wanna Strip Me Naked

But You Never Had Me Like Christina Agulari

But Catch Me Down The West Side Driving Like Halle Berry

Or The FDR In The Seat Of My Car Screaming Out The Sun Roof

Death To Ya

You Cant Kill Me I Live Forever Through These Bars

I Put The Wolves On Ya

I Put A Price On Ya Head, The Whole Hood Would Want Ya

You Starting To Look Like Bread

I Send The Boyz At You I Aint Talking About Feds

Nigga The Body Snatchers Nigga You Heard What I Said

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