War (Album Version|Edited)
Memphis Bleek"War (Album Version|Edited)" is a song by Memphis Bleek, released in 2003 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:13 long and contains 79 lines and 654 words.
0:04Yeah yeah right back niccas huh
0:08Yeah that bounce we need ya know
0:10Marcy where we at huh right here
0:12Let me hear some new s**t yeah niggaz
0:15Just blaze you a muhf**ker wit these beats boy
0:19Let me hold it down though yo
0:21Let the hood know that bleek ain't changed
0:24Anywhere in the world I don't tuck the chain
0:26And I walk like yeah I need the 'canecaine
0:29But dawg that's the shotty trust me I ain't playing
0:31War I'm ready for it to go there
0:34Anybody that know me know I love when it go there
0:36Dawg and yeah that's wassup
0:38Four dimes all mine n***a that's wassup
0:41Yeah wifey want to curse me out
0:43You won't get me 'cause the chain's like it's workin out
0:45But e's still wit the roc a fella gang h*e
0:48Whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne
0:50Top come off top stay on whatever
0:53Got rid of the five I don't
0:54Like the leathers n***as
0:56Six is better more room and there's
0:58More wood to cover my interior
1:00This is war enough of them words we wan't war
1:03You throw a couple of shots we throw more
1:06You gettin that money we got more
1:08We got more n***a this is war
1:11This is war enough of them words we wan't war
1:13You throw a couple of shots we throw more
1:15You gettin that money we got more
1:18We got more n***a this is war
1:19I warned her man should not fear man
1:21If you violate man then you die by hand
1:24And it should be fine behanded that man
1:26That man I am and you don't understand
1:29But I hear the talking like bleek where you been
1:31It's unfortunate I'm in beef again huh
1:34Niggaz is rappin and clappin I'm still laughin
1:36Sat back in my hood and tried to live average
1:39But you still want me to bang at 'em
1:41Stack lil paper send a lil gang at 'em
1:43But I see you want to stop my chill
1:46Trips to oddy earth meetings wit mcneil
1:48Or round table meeting wit hov
1:50You want me in the hood still over that stove
1:53N***a I got soldiers in droves
1:55It ain't nothing to a boss we'll go in your clothes n***a
1:57This is war enough of them words we wan't war
2:01You throw a couple of shots we throw more
2:03You gettin that money we got more
2:06We got more n***a this is war
2:09This is war enough of them words we wan't war
2:11You throw a couple of shots we throw more
2:13You gettin that money we got more
2:15We got more n***a this is war
2:17This is not for children not for lames
2:19Only for real niggaz that can feel what I'm saying
2:21If it's too blatant then it's not for you
2:24You do a hit throw up later it's not for you
2:26So just quit you b***h making me sick
2:29You never pimped you only friendly wit chicks and
2:32I've been away for a minute
2:34Jay beat up the drum now they whinin like women
2:36I'm right back nicca where you at nicca
2:39Keep the mac n***a spit it like that n***a
2:41And I tried to chill even though
2:43I got to spit everyday like I ain't signed a deal n***a
2:46Mama's still in the hood work steel in defense
2:48I got a flow like I'm still on the bench n***a
2:51Got a delivery like sunday's paper
2:53I lay that down and I get that paper n***a
2:55This is war enough of them words we wan't war
2:59You throw a couple of shots we throw more
3:01You gettin that money we got more
3:03We got more n***a this is war
3:06This is war enough of them words we wan't war
3:08You throw a couple of shots we throw more
3:11You gettin that money we got more
3:13We got more n***a this is war
Yeah yeah right back niccas huh Yeah that bounce we need ya know Marcy where we at huh right here Let me hear some new s**t yeah niggaz Just blaze you a muhf**ker wit these beats boy Let me hold it down though yo Let the hood know that bleek ain't changed Anywhere in the world I don't tuck the chain And I walk like yeah I need the 'canecaine But dawg that's the shotty trust me I ain't playing War I'm ready for it to go there Anybody that know me know I love when it go there Dawg and yeah that's wassup Four dimes all mine n***a that's wassup Yeah wifey want to curse me out You won't get me 'cause the chain's like it's workin out But e's still wit the roc a fella gang h*e Whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne Top come off top stay on whatever Got rid of the five I don't Like the leathers n***as Six is better more room and there's More wood to cover my interior This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war I warned her man should not fear man If you violate man then you die by hand And it should be fine behanded that man That man I am and you don't understand But I hear the talking like bleek where you been It's unfortunate I'm in beef again huh Niggaz is rappin and clappin I'm still laughin Sat back in my hood and tried to live average But you still want me to bang at 'em Stack lil paper send a lil gang at 'em But I see you want to stop my chill Trips to oddy earth meetings wit mcneil Or round table meeting wit hov You want me in the hood still over that stove N***a I got soldiers in droves It ain't nothing to a boss we'll go in your clothes n***a This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war This is not for children not for lames Only for real niggaz that can feel what I'm saying If it's too blatant then it's not for you You do a hit throw up later it's not for you So just quit you b***h making me sick You never pimped you only friendly wit chicks and I've been away for a minute Jay beat up the drum now they whinin like women I'm right back nicca where you at nicca Keep the mac n***a spit it like that n***a And I tried to chill even though I got to spit everyday like I ain't signed a deal n***a Mama's still in the hood work steel in defense I got a flow like I'm still on the bench n***a Got a delivery like sunday's paper I lay that down and I get that paper n***a This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war This is war enough of them words we wan't war You throw a couple of shots we throw more You gettin that money we got more We got more n***a this is war
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