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lil' roosta & pgf nuk - war stories كلمات أغنية

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[intro: lil’ roosta]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b_tch, we slidin’ broad day, f_ck yo’ lil’ mask
hollows in his face, turn that boy to a past
n_ggas talkin’ tough ‘til they see that red flash
got yo’ homie in the wood, turn his ass into ash

[verse 1: lil’ roosta]
we don’t f_ck with opps, we don’t squash no beef
catch his ass lackin’, put his face on the street
switches on them glocks, make ‘em run like a b_tch
lil bro pop out, he gon’ empty the clip
how the f_ck you tough? but yo’ mans got stretched
why the f_ck you talkin’? yo’ gang ain’t a threat
b_tch, i’m in the trenches, where it’s hot like a stove
put a beam on his head, let the whole city know
spin back twice, make sure he ain’t breathin’
caught him with his b_tch, now she screamin’ and bleedin’
on gang, we don’t f_ck with no new n_ggas
walk down, chase him, he ain’t got no clue, n_gga

[chorus: pgf nuk & lil roosta]
we tellin’ war stories, bodies on the pavement
f_ck a closed casket, leave his face shaven
we don’t do no talkin’, b_tch, we get to blazin’
send his ass up, now his momma prayin’
b_tch, we tellin’ war stories, f_ck all that fakin’
switches get to clappin’, bodies get to shakin’
red dots everywhere, ain’t no d_mn escapin’
run up on the gang, b_tch, you meetin’ satan
[verse 2: pgf nuk]
p_ssy n_ggas talk, but they ain’t never slide
caught his ass lackin’, now his momma gotta cry
b_tch, i keep a switch, i ain’t fightin’ no opps
five_five_six hit his whip, make him crash, make it stop
f_ck that n_gga dead, put his name in a pack
spin his block again, make sure he don’t come back
big glock .40, knock the tats off his skin
yo’ mans got dropped, now y’all cryin’ again
we don’t do no peace, we just go for the win
hit his a up, put the clip in again

[bridge: lil roosta & pgf nuk]
b_tch, we masked up, we ain’t duckin’ no smoke
let off 30 shots, leave his body on the floor
glocks with them beams, make a p_ssy n_gga choke
run up on his gang, watch his lil’ soul float

[chorus: pgf nuk & lil roosta]
we tellin’ war stories, bodies on the pavement
f_ck a closed casket, leave his face shaven
we don’t do no talkin’, b_tch, we get to blazin’
send his ass up, now his momma prayin’
b_tch, we tellin’ war stories, f_ck all that fakin’
switches get to clappin’, bodies get to shakin’
red dots everywhere, ain’t no d_mn escapin’
run up on the gang, b_tch, you meetin’ satan
[outro: lil roosta & pgf nuk]
yeah, b_tch, it’s war time
spin that block one more time
f_ck yo’ dead homie, he ain’t comin’ back
p_ssy n_ggas know we never lack

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