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david banner - talk to me كلمات الأغنية

now if these boys want war, talk to me now
now if these boys want war, talk to me now
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch

the cracker smacker, the heat packer, the car-jacker
the if you don’t come off ya sh-t, then click-clack and blaka-blaka
the b-tch smacker, the cash, the dough
the confetti get bustin’, to feel in your head
your blood, drip in a mug
poppin’ the slugs
me i just don’t give a high f-ck
’bout none of y’all, or ball

flip, give him a call
on the celly, then it’s on
war until your gone
til’ you die, decease
f-ck it b-tch ain’t no peace
ain’t no makin’ up
bustin’ this 9 motherf-cker
until it’s breakin’ up

i told y’all b-tches that i’m clickin’
i’m flippin’ these sw-nkies
buckin’ at a like i’m spankin’
like the way i f-cked yo baby mama n-gg- you should thanked me
what it is, handle yo biz, i’m all off in yo crib
with your miss, the father of yo kids, is right here!

now if these boys want war, talk to me now
now if these boys want war, talk to me now
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch

yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh
don’t get your nose-broke
(nose broke!)
don’t get your eye split
(eye split!)
i hate you scary -ss rappers that be talkin’ sh-t
you, f-ck around and make me pull that tech and leave you wet boy
three hours later i’m at the club in my vetted boy
i get respect boy, i’ll break your neck boy

they love my style from the east to the west boy
i keep a pistol for haters
we put them spinners on gators
f-ck all the braggin’ and boastin’
i’ll leave you gaggin’ and chokin’
you think i’m jokin’, i’m not
i’ll go to war for my n-gg-z
unless i die, i’ll testify i’d go to court for my n-gg-z

i’m from the land of the trill
where perpetrators get killed
around my way my n-gg-
that’s how we live

now if these boys want war, talk to me now
now if these boys want war, talk to me now
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch

(uh, yeah!, uh, uh)
yeah you talk it but you don’t mean it
you got p-ssy b-tch, and i seen it
and i smell it and inhale all the dro’ that n-gg-z a hoe
don’t ask me to hit my weed, don’t ask me to hit my drank
we the best collaboration n-gg- f-ck what you thank
like fiend on a tape, whomp whomp m-th-f-cka!

and yo momma smoke crack, ‘cuz she’s a cheap d-ck sucka
we got peanut-b-tter on ‘lacs, from texas to the jack
and we keep heaters and milli-miters
‘cuz we don’t like the way y’all act
and it’s ha-ha-ha-ha-haa, i’m knowin’ where you are
i’m c-ckin’ back my pistol, and i’m bustin’ at ya car

now if these boys want war, talk to me now
now if these boys want war, talk to me now
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch
lay it down motherf-cker, lay it down you b-tch

get buck motherf-cker, get buck
(b-tch, yeah!)
get buck motherf-cker, get buck, give a f-ck
(b-tch, yeah!)
(lay it down)
south side b-tch
(lay it down)
(lay it down)
(lay it down)
(lay it down)
…

- david banner

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