War Songtext
von Memphis Bleek

Yeah! yeah! Right back niggas huh?!
Yeah that bounce we need, ya know
Marcy where we at huh? Right here
Let me hear some new shit, yeah niggas
Just blaze you a muhfucker with 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 caine
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 nigga that′s wassup

Yeah, wifey wanna 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 hoe
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 niggas!
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 nigga

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 nigga, 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 wanna 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
Nigga, I got soldiers in droves
It ain't nothing to a boss we′ll go in your clothes nigga

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 nigga

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 nigga, 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 bitch, 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 nigga, where you at nigga?
Keep the mac nigga, spit it like that nigga
And I tried to chill, even though
I got to spit everyday like I ain't signed a deal nigga!

Mama′s still in the hood, work steel in defense
I got a flow like I'm still on the bench nigga
Got a delivery like Sunday′s paper
I lay that down and I get that paper nigga!

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 nigga

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 nigga, this is war!