Papa Reu - Go to War lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah, y'all n***as don't really Want none of this yeah, hu-hu-hu-hu That's the sound of the battle cry [Daz] Motherf**er break yourself, I come for the fame and the wealth Beat your a** with a belt n***a, tell me how does it felt Bruise a whip, I kept it except Keep it underneath the seat of my ride n***a, you looking at d**h Notice the sign on the gate, don't beware of the dog Beware of the owner, on my mama you's a goner You just a punk motherf**er, I'm vicious with it Delicious with it, I'm fresh out of motherf**ing prison with it On swoll, my ambitions is different behold My attitude is cold, I'll bust your nose I steal your soul, with what the reaper done sold Hotter than lava rocks, n***a hotter than cold I chew the game up, like bu*ton strings And I'm high as a kite, n***as dying tonight When my move swang change, I prepare to get bang Cashing n***as like change, I steal your chain Ha-ha ra-dadada-dane, ra-dadada-dane Listen to my AK, n***a go bang Jump up and act bad, it's Z-Ro and Daz For you n***as with a badge your sh** it gets bad [Hook: Papa Reu] Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war Y'all n***as, don't know what you in for Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war (3-57 and nines, are knocking down your door) Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war Y'all n***as, don't know what you in for Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war (It's Dat n***a Daz and Z-Ro, knocking down your door) [Z-Ro] Motherf**ers don't wanna go to war Somebody might follow you home, and k** you in your garage Better be careful who you beefing with if it's me, your body gon be leaking b**h Call the plumber, and see if he could fix Ain't no closing up the holes, from a 4-4 My advice to the Z-Ro haters, keep it on the low I ain't playing no games, living under frustration and strain I'm agg'd The reason, why my darkened pants sag Blue and gray when I'm in your face, and everytime a n***a pa** by Looking at my ice so hard, look like they got some gla** eye Wish a n***a would, run up and be laying it down Locate his neighborhood, hop out and I'm spraying it down I'm a k**er for real whodi, I'm warning you Cause I done connected, with cuz from California My n***a Da-i-Daz and he gon ba-a-blast, at your body Before it get bloody, give up the cash everybody And since it's a stick up on top of a grudge, so game over I'm sick with it and relentless, you know my name soldier Who that talking sh**, catch your homie cause he fin to fall He don't wanna box with bullets, bigger than some tennis balls [Hook] Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war Y'all n***as, don't know what you in for Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war (Nine Millimeter, 3-57 this is war for) Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war Y'all n***as, don't know what you in for Y'all n***as, don't really wanna go to war (It's Dat n***a Daz and Z-Ro, knocking down your door) [Thug Dirt] Y'all don't wanna go to war, I got k**as that's so hard Sick with a pistol, even better with a sawed off Get caught with plex, talking loud on the set I'ma chop that a** down, while I'm screaming who's next You in the middle of a battle zone, your cover is blown We done found out where you live, now you can't go home Hot lead to your dome, you better run n***a run When I co*k this sh** back, automatics fin to come I'm sitting lovely with a full clip, about to let em rip Vest on like Vietnam, grenades on the hip Two extra nines, in the back of the whip A 25 in the glove, just in case I wanna bring my b**h You didn't need war but now you got it, somehow you gotta stop it Like a 16, you b**h n***a I'ma drop it I got heat like a frying pan, your eggs can't knock it Thug Dirt got bullets, like rockets blow [Hook]