(Lets go get this b*t*h a** n***a)
Let me tell you a little story about...
About this n***a I knew...
This n***a I knew...
You was my n***a, now we beefin'
Im bustin' at you
You bustin' at me
And it won't stop till we both sleepin'
(It's world war n***a)
(Check this sh*t out)
We was claimin' the same hood
F**ked the same b*t*hes (same b*t*hes)
And they knew
If I hit it, you had to hit it too
We was crew
You was with me when I first pulled the trigger
You tried to shoot too, but your gun jammed
So we pulled off..ya remember?
I hid by your mama house for a couple of days
Cause the n***as we was beefin' with knew where I stayed
We were some down south n***as
Bootin' 'em out n***as
The wrong route n***as...
We just nickel and dime it
Sellin' weed...to the needy
Everything be 50-50
Ain't no need for being greedy
You my dogg, huh? (For sho' bro)
So thats how we played it
N***as who hated...
We rushin' them and demonstrated
While we ain't to be faded
On this mission to get money, power, and b*t*hes
Or whatever come along with these riches
That's if nobody snitches
I'd do a BID for ya
Take care of your KID for ya
Look what these pu**y n***as done did to ya
(chorus in the background during the talking)
-Yeah, n***a, whats happenin'?
-Whats happenin' with ya dogg?
-N***a, whats happenin' with you n***a?
Talking about you got some beef with me n***a
-Beef wit' you? N***a you know I'm a real n***a
If I had some beef with you
I'd come to you like a man dogg...It ain't like that between us
See what it is, is...
You talkin' to these n***as...and these n***as got you goin'
Them n***as told you I blew up
And I forgot about us
The same n***as who was with you and afraid to bust
How could you listen to these n***as?
When they mean no good
Mothaf**kers ain't even from our hood
And know you snortin' furl with 'em
Off in that world with 'em
And Father forgive him
He dance to some other rhythm
Ever thought that we could work it out?
We would meet
But as long as you with them n***as
I'll be with that heat
And thats deep
Cause I made a promise to your mama when we was only 12
I'll deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well
Guess I gotta disappoint her
But you leave me no choice...
Callin' my crib, with this murder-murder tone in your voice
What...I'm a b*t*h or somethin'?
I used to fight for ya
Used to let you stay at my mama crib
When sh*t jsut wasn't right for ya
Look what you do me in return...
I guess I played with fire
So eventually it burns
(chorus in the background)
Man this n***a done f**kin' hung up on me
Y'all think that n***a serious?
It's world war n***a