Lyrics

My niggas ready for war I got some shooters that's ready to score Whenever it rains it pours Boy you better stay dangerous Said you was gang gang 'til the ending Now it's too late can't forgive 'em Been on the low down tryna get it They told me to slow down I ain't listen I seen my brother put drugs in his system he gone Lord I hope that you with him And all them late nights me and bro used to speak on the phone Talking how we gonna get em Yeah I'm okay but I hate I remember Shit ain't the same, it's a shame how we living Switching the lanes pray the jakes never get us Flipped on the gang and we ain't gonna forget it Ain't had no luck in a minute Ain't no more love once you lost all my trust More double cups for the healing Know if he fuck with us he gonna get it, yeah Don't play bout no disrespect If he talk with his chest, we gonna hit is neck Don't you start we gonna have to finish that End the party right now if they in this bitch My big brother a hothead Always keeping shit solid on my end Yelling free all my niggas who locked in Got a stick in the seat when I ride Incase a dummy think he finna pop shit Hit the gas, leave the scene for the cops here Rolling home, hoping we don't get caught tonight Not alone I be right there with all the guys Knock them off if the cost is right My niggas ready for war I got some shooters that's ready to score Whenever it rains it pours Boy you better stay dangerous Said you was gang gang 'til the ending Now it's too late can't forgive 'em Been on the low down tryna get it They told me to slow down I ain't listen I seen my brother put drugs in his system he gone Lord I hope that you with him And all them late nights me and bro used to speak on the phone Talking how we gonna get em Yeah I'm okay but I hate I remember Shit ain't the same, it's a shame how we living Switching the lanes pray the jakes never get us Flipped on the gang and we ain't gonna forget it Some niggas folded, fuck it I ain't tripping They'll shoot it for me like I coach the pistons Guess he didn't know that I roll with hitters It's extendos in the rover with us Bro had big loads coming to the door Had a big pole let his shit go Before twelve get us gotta get low Are you there with us when it get cold A lot of issues with a nigga Don't try it the blick glued to a nigga Been hurt on the inside All them dark nights starting to get through to a nigga Man I pray that I never lose my nigga It ain't no rules in this life that we choose Can't leave without it they might get at you Think we ain't bout it Little bro get to whylin' He got us confused My niggas ready for war I got some shooters that's ready to score Whenever it rains it pours Boy you better stay dangerous Said you was gang gang 'til the ending Now it's too late can't forgive 'em Been on the low down tryna get it They told me to slow down I ain't listen I seen my brother put drugs in his system he gone Lord I hope that you with him And all them late nights me and bro used to speak on the phone Talking how we gonna get em Yeah I'm okay but I hate I remember Shit ain't the same, it's a shame how we living Switching the lanes pray the jakes never get us Flipped on the gang and we ain't gonna forget it
Writer(s): Dajuan Miranda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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