Oh he want war? let’s do it
Man that n#gg# a b#tch, i see through him
They know mikey a demon, he ready
I pass him the knocker and brodie gon’ what?
They know my body, the knock on my body
She be feenin’ to suck on my body
n#gg# a dummy, can’t go out like who?
Everything deady n#gg#, who gon’—?
Everything dead, put the dot on his chest
Only head shots, don’t invest in a—
Aim like a cop, goin’ goo with the tech
Catch him and cut him and put out his chest
They know i’m a stepper
They can’t step with me, big 41, i know i can’t get stopped
Jay, my brother, he throw up the dub
If i say, ”oot that n#gg#” he gon’ flock
Don’t be a dummy and die wit ya’ knocks
He ain’t tough, only tough with his knocks
Plеase don’t run, two beams on the glock
Bad lil’ b#tch, got aim likе a—
Walk in the party, they b#tch on my body
That’s probably why n#gg#s don’t like me
It get scary, i put on my shiesty
I don’t politic, please don’t fight me
Wait too oppy, how can i lack?
Bro on a go, but these n#gg#s is trash
It gon’ get scary, i pass it cash
Ain’t no {?}, ooter like what
Know i’ma bug out, i’ma spazz
When the opps playin’ defence, they lack
She call me daddy, i am not her dad
.40 gon’ hit him, make his momma sad, b#tch
{?} on kd, i’m totin’ on jakcie
Big 41, gangnem jack me
When i see the opps, i get happy
Lato got the ‘lato, jenny got the gat
Shorty a demon, i pass it to knocker
Keep my gun, i ain’t goin’ out sadly
Don’t know who did it, i don’t know who shot him
He got a head tap, i was cappy, b#tch
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Tata Lyrics – War Freestyle