War Ready - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/Jeezy (杰伊·詹金斯) War ready You got shooters I've got shooters We've got money Let's do what them other niggas can't do Mastermind Ni**a got a thousand guns ni**a If money is power ni**a then I've got millions of power 17 I was chargin' niggas 17 Ridin' clean youngest ni**a in the Medellín Bomber green in that thang in the middle lane Did some thangs for my niggas which I can't explain Versace slippers 20 chains b**ch I'm Dana Dane Put a patch over your eye f**k with my petty chains F**k what you heard for that bird I'm a dirty ni**a Laid to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah War ready the game just wanna take my life War ready p**sy boy we all could die tonight War ready fast cash above the law War ready gas mask when them choppers talk Line when you're war ready Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready Just another mama crying when you're war ready Just another homicide cause we war ready Killas on the front line when you're war ready Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready Just another mama crying cause we're war ready Just another homicide when you're war ready War war war A coward dies a thousand deaths A real ni**a dies but one 21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top coupe I know a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this Yeah I wish they could see this I'll never fall for what I stand for This year Fernando We could live today blood and die tonight cuz Box Chevy hit the block run the whole 50 shots You just poppin' 'til you know you can't pop 'em no more We done came through the block and sold many color drops And these mothaf**kas think you can't drop 'em no more All right a ni**a put some change on your head Damn right f**k around clear my safe out I got a few digi scales and a couple Denzels And you mothaf**kin' right this a safe house Give me the K and a shovel I'll bury that ni**a Be his pallbearer so I can carry that ni**a What you gonna hit him with the Glock or the chop Look I wouldn't give a f**k if they were sharin' that ni**a You mothaf**kas out here always talkin' 'Bout what another mothaf**ka said Yeah I got that F&H when that mothaf**ka hostin' I ain't out here to mothaf**kin' play Why these f**k niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin' Either you're livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin' Try to let that Rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve Like that motherf**ker timid or shy about somethin' Tomorrow ain't promised ni**a roll up that w**d Gotta stay strapped to live the life I lead Start your own alphabet with all them G's Open up a hundred doors with all them keys Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun Missed his court date now my ni**a on the run Big sh*t poppin' in his pocket like a lighter Sh*t bag leave a grown ni**a in a diaper Hangin' out the Rolls on your mark get set Let it go yeah hold that b**ch steady When get to wrestlin' and them drums get to bussin' Yeah I hope you p**sy niggas war ready Killas on front line when you're war ready Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready Just another mama crying when you're war ready Just another homicide cause we war ready War war war Follow in my footstep I was born to die a soldier Ni**a couldn't walk a mile found him naked in the Shout out to the Vice Lords shout out to my Blood ni**a Shout out to them GD's where that Crip love ni**a Shout out to them dopeboys owe it to the plug ni**a I could die a thousand times will never die a f**k ni**a Shoutout to my city too my clip hold a 62 Ridin' down on 63 rest in peace to Heroin and quinine Cut that b**ch a thousand times Said he need a brick I text him back I'm stand in leg You are another town So I hade another betch He never come back Killas on front line when you're war ready Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready Just another mama crying when you're war ready Just another homicide cause we war ready Killas on the front line when you're war ready Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready Just another mama crying cause we're war ready 404

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