lirik lagu young thug – i need war
t.i.p and young thugger, n-gg-
yeah, you know tip bangin’ n-gg-
ain’t nothing changed but the bezels and the rings
watches and the chains
hey, your future my past, i treat yo’ ho -ss
just like a b-tch, i will do yo’ ho -ss
my mack 10 is in the galactic, what’s crackin?
you looking for action, i’ll pluto your -ss
lookin’ for some trouble, what it do n-gg-?
i don’t really need but a few n-gg-s
and for the most part, i’m a cool n-gg-
but i’ll stomp a mud hole into you n-gg-
check it, the ho sh-t you kick, i’m not with it
you put it on them, i’mma mind my business
but if you come in my yard, disregard my gangsta
well i aim that banger, n-gg- find out, didn’t he?
i put his -ss in a box on timeout
for the wrong thought, blow a n-gg- mind out
you was talking all that sh-t, now what you crying bout?
when it go down, i’m the wrong one to rhyme bout n-gg-
say you did what? what you lying bout n-gg-?
i’m a front street n-gg-, you a wannabe n-gg-
everybody know you don’t want none of me n-gg-
armageddon for you what it gonna be n-gg-
hey, all i gotta do is make my plan
all the motherf–king games, i don’t play my man
if i slap his -ss now in the mouth, bet next
time i see him, p-ssy n-gg- tryna shake my hand
pull-up shooting out the avalanche, heavy
since i counted blue cheese, i ain’t liking ranch, i done
sold a hundred thousand benjamins just like i got a plan, hey
let me see your hands if you feel like you the man
i want war n-gg-
pull up, pull up, pull up, i need war n-gg-
shooters need some war, hey
i swear to, i need the war
hey, thugger, uh
pull up in a car, two hundred stars
(what you shooting n-gg-?) ak, no handgun, uh
man, godd-mn, godd-mn
pullin’ up in the lamb, cop that b-tch and go h.a.m
d-mn, pull up to the spot, shoot up n-gg- ground
d-mn, catch a n-gg- down, better rob him for they hear him
ooh, catch me on the block, young thug got grams
ooh, pull it, pull it, boot up
n-gg- got k’s on k’s on shooters
hey, hey-hey, hey
hey, hey, hey-hey-hey
i swear to f–king god, man
hey man, i’m ready
hey look man, i’m ready to go on cash out
hey man, n-gg-, diamonds to dog sh-t
n-gg-, you don’t get rich, n-gg-, next three years
n-gg-, i swear to god, n-gg-
you show me a ten-million dollar tax return
i’ll give you ten million dollars man
three years man! b-tch -ss
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