Go 2 War

(albüm: The Naked Soul Of Sweet Jones - 2010)

[Pimp C:]
Mic check 1 2 1 2 bitch
Back from the dead
Still UGK for life

You don't want my young niggas to bust this clip in your car
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
All that tough killer shit, down here, we avoid
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
You think a nigga won't blast 'cause we rich and we're stars
Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law

Grane gripper, jack tripper, is my name, hoe
Threes company, with these bitches knockin jackers out their frames, hoes
Back sittin low
Resting on them butter
Rims ripping up my tires 'cause I'm choppin on them cutters
Have a new blaster, [?] and precise
If you playin beside me, then you're playin with your life
I sold dope and Cocaine, light that niggas face
Ain't scared of no grippers, ain't scared to catch a case
I ain't trippin on you young niggas, riding around with screwdrivers
Imma blow out your brain before you get this here Impala
Yeah, you might get lucky, bust your thing and hit me
But if you get me, pussy nigga, I'm taking all y'all with me

You don't want my young niggas to bust this clip in your car
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
All that tough killer shit, down here, we avoid
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
You think a nigga won't blast 'cause we rich and we're stars
Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law

[Bun B:]
You's a bitch and I know it, I can smell it when I inhale
You ain't never been a gangsta, fuck nigga, you been frail
Talking loud, packin guns, but don't nobody care
Disrespect a G like myself, nobody dares
I done put in my work, I done payed all my dues
But no matter how much I gain, I ain't got nothing to lose
Don't let the TV fool ya, don't let the radio trick ya
Just 'cause I care 'bout my career, don't mean I still won't stick ya
Bitch I hit ya and flick ya
Off my window like a filter
Everybody in the hood know Bun killed ya
They ain't finna snitch, and they ain't finna flex
Cause they know you a bitch, and they don't wanna be next

[Pimp C:]
You don't want my young niggas to bust this clip in your car
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
All that tough killer shit, down here, we avoid
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
You think a nigga won't blast 'cause we rich and we're stars
Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law

[J-Dawg:]
Fuck the law
What's the count, homie
Tell me what you need done
Tryna earn a few stripes
I know you need some
You know we do this shit for recreation
[?] ain't no thing, show me where they at (Point 'em out)
I lost my road dog the other night
And even though we got him right, he still wanna fight
Fuck yoShoot and blast [?]
'Cause I know nobody give a fuck about me and mine
Rest in peace Pimp, rest in peace Pat
Rest in peace [?]
And I ain't feeling that, bitch I hold my niggas back
[?] fuck everything living

[Pimp C:]
You don't want my young niggas to bust this clip in your car
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
All that tough killer shit, down here, that don't go
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war