War With Us lyrics

[DJ Paul]
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[Hook, x2]
How many n*ggas wanna go to war with us
How many n*ggas really think they can hang with us
How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep
Because we keep in the street
7 days a week, n*gga

[Verse 1: Dj Paul]
Let me tell you bout these monkey ass n*ggas, all up in my grill
n*ggas clamin' they down on my side but they ain't on the real
Smilin' in my face, behind my back, they tryin' to get my raps
This ole wannabe n*gga
I bet I slice you like a f*ckin' snappa
Up in the streets
You lookin good
Its because of me
Keep it in mind without the sixth
You would never be
A n*gga hit me for the 10-4
I hit a 10-4
On my walkie-talkie
Them n*ggas ask me what Im in fo
I said I need a n*gga heart ta
Stop beatin'
We playin the same game
But these motha f*ckas cheap brah
I treat this mother f*ckin n*gga fair
And In return what I get
The n*gga try to cut my f*ckin share
And to find out
He down wit cowards in the first
Think I'm talkin' bout you
We writin' a f*ckin verse
Maybe I am n*gga
n*gga maybe Im not
But if you think I am
You guilty
Feel the f*ckin' buckshot
[Hook, x2]
How many n*ggas wanna go to war with us
How many n*ggas really think they can hang with us
How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep
Because we keep in the street
7 days a week n*gga

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
This sh*t we gettin' cause
We focus
We watch the dopest
We get ta smokin
Like molten
The n*ggas hopin
But cannot cope
With the locest
Eletric wit
60,000 volts
Its ferocious
To get trocious
So take notes
Its provokive
You think we jokin
Hocus-Pokus
You open
The foo was scopin
Catch a pump
If ya dont keep
That n*gga hard wit ya
Cut off ya door
Cut cha throat
Tie ya bed
His kids will with us when we roll
Take that boy
All his stuff
n*gga you dont hear me though
Keyser Soze, Lord Infamous- Scarecrow
Gun play, anda le, bodies in my chevrolet
Sunday through Monday, I wanna let guns spray
Tear da club up, Three 6 Mafia n*gga
Time ta make the gas in the rainy ass beaker
It's on
It's a scam
Wit a frown
Make you put down
Frown town
Never was
Never
Was they punk
When they f*ckin say it
[Hook, x2]
How many n*ggas wanna go to war wit us
How many n*ggas really think they can hang wit us
How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep
Because we keep in the street
7 days a week n*gga

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Rule number 1, never steal from the Juice
Rule number 2, when you cross then your through
Rule number 3, I can't see you when its dark
Rule number 4, is that n*gga ridin in the car
Rule if you think a n*gga playin wit you hoe
Then stick it to the streets
Cause real n*ggas often roll
And if I got a knife
Then theres gonna be some f*ckin killins
Like if they talkin hard
Leave em hangin from the ceiling
And if you ain't involved
Dont you get yourself involved
Cause hardest lookin n*ggas
That I know
Always pullin guns
Comin up in the game
I had to watch my back
Cause n*ggas want the rymes
They f*ck my stack
Them jackers jack
Some people say how
I won a f*ckin gold plat
And I still pack a strap
I make a phone call
To the thugs
They be shootin
Crap
And do
What I tell them
To do
Lets make these guns clap
n*gga
How, how, how, how...

[Hook, x4]
How many n*ggas wanna go to war wit us
How many n*ggas really think they can hang wit us
How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep
Because we keep in the street
7 days a week n*gga