[Intro: DJ Durel]
War Ready 2
Migo Domingo
YRN The Label
And I go by the name of (DJ Durel)
Hottest motherfucker in the world n***a
(Give ‘em hell!)
We ain’t playin’ wit’ y’all n***as
Gonna let my n***a Domingo talk to these motherfuckers
Let ‘em know we war ready n***a

[Intro]
Let me tell y’all how this shit really went
Shit, y’all already know
N***as stealin’ the dab
N***as biting the flow
I guess they like the way we was piping that motherfucker up on stage
Cause we was just some young n***as doin’ that shit
All this motherfuckin’ gold
All these motherfuckin’ bitches
What? What?

[Verse 1: Migo Domingo]
I know everybody who seen it gon’ remember this shit
We fucked up the game (like a glitch)
Just a young n***a tryna kick doors, hit a lick
Thank god shit changed
Now a young n***a neck lookin’ like a fuckin’ brick
All these damn chains
Watch me switch lanes, had to chop the top off the brain
Pull up in the Bentley Mulsanne
Cause where I come from we had to get it off the block
24/7, n***a hustled ‘round the clock
All this damn dope, n***as call me Chris Rock
And the trap steady beating cause we serve straight drop
Got to run it up ‘til I make it to the top
Hundred round chopper, bullets coming, don’t stop
I’ma shoot the stick ‘til a n***a’s wrists lock
And the n***a can’t quit ‘til I see a body drop
These pussy ass rappers said that we ain’t from Atlanta
We don’t wanna be
These fuck n***as hatin’ that we made it out the Nawf
Got it out the streets
We the same young n***as came from kickin’ in the doors
The gang had to eat
Run up, get beat, beat a n***a’s ass on sight
A lot of y’all know it ain’t sweet
I done did a lot of shit that I really can’t admit to
Just me and John Wic, there go Mango Foo
We gon’ pull up on ‘em hanging out the window
Then a n***a let it go, had a clip full
F&N bite hard like a pitbull
RIP, give ‘em wings like a Red Bull
Chopper fold a n***a up like he flexible
Now he gotta live his life in the medical
They stealin’ the dab, they biting the flow
These n***as some bitches, these n***as some hoes
Yeah, it’s time to extortion, that’s how it goes
So you better check in, or we pull out the shows
These n***as talk shit ‘til we pull up
Hit him in the stomach n***a, call it nip tuck
Rob a n***a bare-faced, I don’t give a fuck
Send him to your bitch house, tell her wet it up
So much shit I done did living on the Nawf
I was grinding, Tony Hawk, no days off
Hit the plug, got the n***a took off
Then I hit the club, ball like the playoffs
Migo the gang, this shit is my family
Thank god for my brothers, the n***as got loyalty
We came from the dirt, now we got royalties
We slept in the bando, now we live lavishly