Hustle Gang - I Need War lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] T.I.P & Young Thugga n***a Yeah you know T.I. a Thugga n***a Ain’t nothing changed but the bezels and the rings Watches and the chains [Verse 1: T.I] Yo future my past I shoot you ho a** Just like a b**h I will do yo ho a** My Mac-10 is intergalactic what crackin' You looking for action I'’ll Pluto your a** Lookin' fo' some trouble what it do n***a I'on' really need but a few of them And for the most part I’m a cool n***a But I’ll stuff a mud hole into you n***a Check it The ho sh** you kick I am not with it You pull it on them I’ma mind my business Butcha come in my yard disregard my gangsta Well I aim that banger n***a find out then I put his a** in a box on timeout For the wrong thought, blow a n***a mind out You was talking all that sh** now whatchu crying about When it go down, I’m the wrong one to rhyme about n***a Say you did what? Whatchu lying about n***a I’m a front street n***a you a wannabe n***a Everybody know you don’t want none of me n***a Armageddon for you what it gonna be n***a, hey All I gotta do is make my plan All the motherf**ing games I don’t play my man If I slap his a** now in the mouth Bet next time I see 'im p**y n***a try to shake my hand [Hook: Young Thug] Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche Every since I counted blue cheese I ain’t liking ranch I done sold a hundred thousand bales of midget like I got a plant Hey-eey Let me see your hands If you feel like you the man I want war n***a (Pull-up, Pull-up, Pull-up) I need war n***a Shoot I need some war Hey I swear to, I need some war [Verse 2: Young Thug] Pull-up in a car Two hundred stars (What you shooting n***a?) AK, no handgun Uh Man Goddamn Goddamn Pullin' up in the Lamb' Clap that b**h and go ham Damn, pull-up to the spot Shoot a n***a man , damn Catch a n***a down be' rob em for they yam Catch me on the block Young Thugg got grams Nig got K’s on K’s, on shooters [Hook: Young Thug] [Outro: T.I] I swear to f**ing god man Hey man, I’m ready Hey look man, I’m ready to cash out Hey man, n***a, diamonds to dog sh** n***a, you don’t get rich, n***a, next three years n***a, I swear to God, n***a You show me a ten-million dollar tax return I’ll give you ten million dollars Three years man! b**h a**