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lirik lagu rell sosa - war with us

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[intro]
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[verse]
this blood i’m cryin’, hurt so bad i’m tired of tryin’
pluckin’ his ass from dead, n~gga ride with his, plus that’s why the opps keep dyin’
we hit that block when them n~ggas start blowin’ the switches and n~ggas was duckin’ and divin’
remember the days we was parkin’ a johnny, remember the days we was young n~ggas slimin’ sh~t out
the ones who was k!llin’ and robbin’, bounce out first, ain’t no way he’s survivin’
n~ggas be thinkin’ they gangsta, i knew you was actin’, when he stood in front of your honor
23b in his chest, i’m burnin’ the barrel, but that n~gga body was hotter
laughin’ and smilin’ [?] his head, he wildin’, he gettin’ up pills for trauma, see this
and they told me this sh~t’s not a game
for my brother, i’m blowin’ my d~mn glock
in the trenchеs i was totin’ a flame
why the f~ck would i give n~ggas handouts
thеm b~tch n~ggas left me in the rain to soak
the ticket, i get my lil’ brother’s [?]
trench n~gga and my baby bro totin’ a pole
that’s just how we live
i’m ridin’ around with this drac on me, these n~ggas tryna blow my head
’cause we k!lling all them n~ggas, stuffed in the back with burners
seein’ the dead, that’s my head keep spinning
n~gga had dissed my brother, now he dead
we catch a opp n~gga, fill him with lead
jump out, chase a n~gga and baby whack put him in bed
i was outside real deep in the trench
[?] tried to up and got hit in his sh~t
and they know it is, we putting the belt on the opps, they know how it get
and when we bounce out swingin’ the door on the [?], they know we ain’t droppin’ the ten
his face was gone, them n~ggas had k!lled my brother, now i see blood
[?] roll, n~gga had fell on his face, that’s why they don’t get on the bus
we got his lo’ from the b~tch, the n~gga wasn’t trollin’ this, let’s see him get up
lil joker was blowin’ the ten, every time a n~gga got sent, they say it was us
these n~ggas ain’t got no money, how you tryin’ to war with us, he ain’t got no funds
walk up, blowin’ a b~tton, the .40 was tappin’ his head, we knew he was runts
st~rdy, fallin’ down my rtas, this b~tch be hard to touch
i ain’t had sh~t, now these b~tches glaze me and my pockets, bustin’
got a walkin’ vic, b~tch, we go buy murders, they ain’t nothin’
n~ggas playin’ games to the four, think that they tough, but boy, we tougher
we just bent the opp and let that fully roll, that b~tch was jumpin’
i want racks and lot of bodies, brrrt, perform like miley cyrus
want my brothers right beside me, shoot his face, know he a goner, let that 10 bounce on his body
we got packs, b~tch, come and order, love my brother’nem
we go spill some blood, i know he ridin’
n~gga keep on bleedin’, he f~ck with the opps, we probably fried him
we were really steppin’, n~gga said scoom gang, they ain’t scoom sh~t
pop out with that drac’ and hit his face and say this one’s for chris
he ain’t even get hit with the 10, he went out with the fish
n~gga almost died from playin games and thinkin’ with his d~ck
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n~gga said scoom gang, they ain’t scoom sh~t
pop out with that drac’ and say this one’s for chris


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