Go To War

(*talking*)

Yeah, y'all niggaz don't really

Want none of this yeah, hu-hu-hu-hu

That's the sound of the battle cry

[Daz]

Motherfucker break yourself, I come for the fame and the wealth

Beat your ass with a belt nigga, tell me how does it felt

Bruise a whip, I kept it except

Keep it underneath the seat of my ride nigga, you looking at death

Notice the sign on the gate, don't beware of the dog

Beware of the owner, on my mama you's a goner

You just a punk motherfucker, I'm vicious with it

Delicious with it, I'm fresh out of motherfucking prison with it

On swoll, my ambitions is different behold

My attitude is cold, I'll bust your nose

I steal your soul, with what the reaper done sold

Hotter than lava rocks, nigga hotter than cold

I chew the game up, like button strings

And I'm high as a kite, niggaz dying tonight

When my move swang change, I prepare to get bang

Cashing niggaz like change, I steal your chain

Ha-ha ra-dadada-dane, ra-dadada-dane

Listen to my AK, nigga go bang

Jump up and act bad, it's Z-Ro and Daz

For you niggaz with a badge your shit it gets bad

[Hook: Papa Reu]

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

Y'all niggaz, don't know what you in for

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

(3-57 and nines, are knocking down your door)

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

Y'all niggaz, don't know what you in for

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

(It's Dat Nigga Daz and Z-Ro, knocking down your door)

[Z-Ro]

Motherfuckers don't wanna go to war

Somebody might follow you home, and kill you in your garage

Better be careful who you beefing with if it's me, your body gon be leaking

bitch

Call the plumber, and see if he could fix

Ain't no closing up the holes, from a 4-4

My advice to the Z-Ro haters, keep it on the low

I ain't playing no games, living under frustration and strain I'm agg'd

The reason, why my darkened pants sag

Blue and gray when I'm in your face, and everytime a nigga pass by

Looking at my ice so hard, look like they got some glass eye

Wish a nigga would, run up and be laying it down

Locate his neighborhood, hop out and I'm spraying it down

I'm a killer for real whodi, I'm warning you

Cause I done connected, with cuz from California

My nigga Da-i-Daz and he gon ba-a-blast, at your body

Before it get bloody, give up the cash everybody

And since it's a stick up on top of a grudge, so game over

I'm sick with it and relentless, you know my name soldier

Who that talking shit, catch your homie cause he fin to fall

He don't wanna box with bullets, bigger than some tennis balls

[Hook]

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

Y'all niggaz, don't know what you in for

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

(Nine Millimeter, 3-57 this is war for)

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

Y'all niggaz, don't know what you in for

Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war

(It's Dat Nigga Daz and Z-Ro, knocking down your door)

[Thug Dirt]

Y'all don't wanna go to war, I got killas that's so hard

Sick with a pistol, even better with a sawed off

Get caught with plex, talking loud on the set

I'ma chop that ass down, while I'm screaming who's next

You in the middle of a battle zone, your cover is blown

We done found out where you live, now you can't go home

Hot lead to your dome, you better run nigga run

When I cock this shit back, automatics fin to come

I'm sitting lovely with a full clip, about to let em rip

Vest on like Vietnam, grenades on the hip

Two extra nines, in the back of the whip

A 25 in the glove, just in case I wanna bring my bitch

You didn't need war but now you got it, somehow you gotta stop it

Like a 16, you bitch nigga I'ma drop it

I got heat like a frying pan, your eggs can't knock it

Thug Dirt got bullets, like rockets blow

[Hook]