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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T-Dubb-O
T-Dubb-O
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Baltzwell
Sean Baltzwell
Composer
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Sawicki
Matt Sawicki
Engineer
Bobby Grimwell
Bobby Grimwell
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
You know shit get real hot
You know what I’m saying
When it’s war
Got one in the head already
Couple oops dead already
Bed been made already
It’s War
Ain’t no laying up with bitches
Ain’t no going out to kick it
Ain’t no fuckin’ fish and chicken ****
War
Have these **** ducking tacos
Dashing from the roscoe
We turnt up my squad go
It’s war
Cause all the monsters gotta’ eat
Ain’t no exit from this beef
Fuck a treaty ain’t no peace bitch its war
Put tats over the war wounds
Been dying over colors since the BOD and horseshoe
We were poor
That’s what turned us into hustlers
Ice cube told yall that we took our corners back that summer
Needed raw
Fuck 40 acres and a mule
I’m talking foreign cars jewels
Mansions gated with a pool ****
More
Fuck what they talking bout at school
Teach oppression go to college
Ge it debt to be like you ****
Nah
I shot my first gun was in awe
First time I felt control man this shit finna get dark
6 years old Tennessee my great aunt 38 chrome
Took me outside told me I can hold it let it blow
She ain’t know
Got back to the city was trained to go
I can’t wait til I get old step on opposition throat
When it’s up you know it’s stuck
Fuck yo optimism hoe
We was cool in middle school and now they going up in smoke
When it’s war
Got one in the head already
Couple oops dead already
Bed been made already
It’s War
Ain’t no laying up with bitches
Ain’t no going out to kick it
Ain’t no fuckin’ fish and chicken ****
War
Have these **** ducking tacos
Dashing from the roscoe
We turnt up my squad go
It’s war
Cause all the monsters gotta’ eat
Ain’t no exit from this beef
Fuck a treaty ain’t no peace bitch its war
The Feds want my work house closed like Inez Bordeaux
We don’t mesh with your cloth like work out clothes my wardrobe
Was tailor made cut from a different fabric it seems
I tell her to arch her back then I climb it like Percy Green
Life’s a bitch
But as long as we living let’s get rich
I got a plan
City dark as shit
Let’s get it lit
You know most these hustlers crash outs
In traffic running bad routes
The plug just a middle man to a middle man Bring them masks out
The trap house they trap out
Is a store stash and cash house
I send a bitch at you and catch you soon as you cash out
If It’s against us thenain’t shit breathing
I suggest you watch what you sayin like you lip reading
Pull up popping like club bottles the 5th squeezing
I catch him coming out the marquee and Swiss cheese him
You gone need more than little God
You gone need big Jesus
Lawyer cold turn a murder to a misdemeanor
When it’s war
Got one in the head already
Couple oops dead already
Bed been made already
It’s War
Ain’t no laying up with bitches
Ain’t no going out to kick it
Ain’t no fuckin’ fish and chicken ****
War
Have these **** ducking tacos
Dashing from the roscoe
We turnt up my squad go
It’s war
Cause all the monsters gotta’ eat
Ain’t no exit from this beef
Fuck a treaty ain’t no peace bitch its war
North side Saint Loc bitch you know what we bout
Street lights came on we didn’t go in the house
Hungry lil monster would foam out the mouth
While our moms was at work we sold dope out the house
They would come with a 9 for a dime almost every time
I start thinking the smokers couldn’t count
Then the hate you had for yourself from post traumatic slave syndrome passed down
Led to us chalking you out
When it’s war
When it’s war
Written by: Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White, Sean Baltzwell
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