War lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Chorus x2]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll flip them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em
I said, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll split them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em

[Verse 1]
n*gga, it's a war going on outside
You don't got an army better join one
Got peers that'll kill and I'm on one
Swear to God, Uncle Sam don't want none
Put it on my hood, you f*ckin' with the wrong one
Got a real short temper but a long gun
n*gga f*ck a white flag that don't mean nothing
Got some cold blood killer like mean Russians
Chevy full a n*ggas on a scene bussin'
Police ask questions, we ain't seen nothing
Got a bullet for a snitch if he seen something
Homicide or murder n*gga same difference
Catch him up in traffic while he lane switchin'
Chopper go to choppin', leave his frame twisted
Got a hundred fifty rounds and I ain't missing
Got a hundred fifty rounds and I ain’t missing
n*gga, it's a war going on outside
You ain’t a gun better get one
n*ggas doing B&E's trying to steal one
Better keep your eyes open, n*gga stay on it
GPS a n*gga crib, we gon' to lay on it
Catch him out at public doing something dirty
Riding strapped with the .9 or the baby .40
Gotta beam on that b*tch so you can't ignore it
n*gga, it’s a war going outside with the police and the government
But we all killing off each other and they loving it
sh*t, it's kill or be killed, what am I to do?
Got me thinking ain't no future left for the youth
Young n*ggas don’t fight, all they do is shoot
Got me thinking ain't no future left for the youth
Young n*ggas don't fight, all they do is shoot (my n*gga)
[Chorus x2]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll flip them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em
I said, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll split them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em

[Verse 2]
n*gga, it’s a war going outside
You ain't got a vest better get one
Like germs in the air when that MAC sprayed
Bullets hit ya body, b*tch you better act dead
Arms, chest, head, face, back, then his legs
Put the whole clip in him, gon' fill him up
n*ggas acting like they real, they ain't real as us
Gunning down the police, we don't give a f*ck
sh*t, it's kill or be killed and they killing us
If you can't trust a government, who can we trust?
Fist-fighting in my hood made a n*gga tough
Ain't no safety on the Glock, n*gga gon' bust
Hundred rounds in the 'K, I ain't gotta aim
Get me close to the n*gga, let me do my thang
Better have an umbrella when them bullet rain
Killed a n*gga home, and now you gotta feel his pain
n*gga, it’s a war going on outside
Over territory on my side of town
You ain't from 'round here don't come around
If you ain't got permission, they gon' lay you down
Woke up and went to sleep to that chopper sound
n*gga we don't f*ck around with the f*ck around
f*ck around and we'll have ya ass ducking rounds
Got the dope money buried underneath the ground
n*gga, it’s a war going outside
You ain't got a lawyer better get one
Judge giving n*ggas life for a couple birds
While police killing n*ggas like we ain't sh*t
Middle finger to the law, they can suck a di*k
Judge giving n*ggas life for a couple bricks
While police killing n*ggas like we ain't sh*t
Middle finger to the law, they can suck a di*k (my n*gga)
[Chorus x2]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll flip them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em
I said, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, point 'em out, betcha I’ll hit 'em
When the chopper go to choppin', I'll split them
And n*gga, I don't give a f*ck who with 'em
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