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(*talking*)Hey what`s happening, this Rick D babyYou ain`t think we was gon let you motherfuckers rest huhIt`s time to wake up baby, the assholes is here[Hook - 2x]I heard some niggaz in the rap game, hollin` out plexSpeaking on my name, like they ass won`t get wreckedLetting they nuts hang, cause I`ve been gone for a secBitch nigga ass on, I`m about to bring plex[Trae]It`s war, so I`m bout to get to spitting on bitchesI`ll leave the weapon on the flo`, so I`m shitting on bitchesI heard some niggaz wasn`t able, to keep they tongue in they mouthSo I`m bout to put `em in a lock, and drag they ass through the SouthT-Ray and all them kids, who be thinking they richHere go your second of the fame, but either way you a bitchYou got a problem and you know it, ain`t no stopping me dogThat go for each and every one of y`all, who knocking me dogBetter check my stats ol` nigga, I could end your careerI`m ready for drama with your click, in any time of the yearAll the way to 50 Cent and Banks, I ain`t born todayBetter check yourself, everytime you speak a Asshole`s nameAnd if the click side with ya, it don`t really matterI got a hundred and fifty assholes, that`s killing the chatterI promise we rawer, a hundred percent than most of these rappersAnd please don`t try me cause I`m bound to make your bitch ass a factor[Hook - 2x][Mike D]It`s war, niggaz better get they mind right`Fore I aim my highlight, and fuck off ya eyesightIt`s war, niggaz better know the funk coming`Fore I run up in your house, and duct tape your woman64 slugs, dead in your carBlucka-boo-blucka, recognize who we areWe ghetto superstarsAnd y`all motherfuckers, done took it too farRecognize G`s when we in your face, put it down like it goAhead of the footrace, Corleone on the mash hoe[Boss]I`ll take over your turf, and place real G`s on itGot a hot nine for sale, but don`t nobody want itI put three bodies on it, when I was tipping and flossingHad to take another six month break, from filling up coffinsIt`s often that niggaz get lost, for dipping in my sauceYou gotta pay the cost to the Boss, with the Nina RossPlex is when you fucking with Trae, and the S.KYou got AK`s and HK`s, in your face all dayBitch, war`s with big niggaz when the streets got plex wit yaCan`t let a certain type of nigga, try to get next to yaI put this sticking to ya, so nigga better gaurd they ribsOr I`m quick to pull a kickdo`, so just gaurd your cribs[W.G.]All this beef that you talking, you can squash the dramaA.B.N. done pulled up, it`s time to start the traumaWhy these niggaz running to they cars, to get they gunsRed beam and teflons, aiming at they lungsEverybody ready for beef, until the war pop offWe ain`t playing down here, in the Dirty SouthNiggaz be getting slid, and put on they backW.G. bring hats, making niggaz back-back[Lil` B]Niggaz better duck quick, when the K start bustingOr South Klique get to rushing, ain`t no time for discussionSee I click quick bitch nigga, I`m ready for warAn asshole named Lil` B, is who I areSo you can strap your laces, and put `em upI got hands that`ll drop niggaz, right where they stand upThink I`m playing, ask about that nigga that ran up`Fore I dropped him, Boss was thumping them thangs up out the truckWhat the fuck was you thinking, my click be reigning yelling Slow Loud And Bangin`Leaving bitch niggaz stanking, rich kids ain`t bankingTrying to ride on guerillas, that`ll bust and be shankingI`m always riding with my cause, what the fuck you drinking[Hook - 2x][Jay`Ton]24/7 I be creeping, representing the SouthNiggaz think it`s a game, until I`m creeping with the sawed offI hit a nigga with the K, and left his insides outNigga you know it`s Jay`Ton, bitch you know what I`m boutI`m digging ditches for niggaz, that`s steady owing me richesI keep it real with my niggaz, it`s money over them bitchesAnd I`m a Southwest nigga, plus my click roll thickI greet a nigga with the heat, and chunk his ass to my pitAnd let genocide shake your ass down, like a cat that`s strayAssholes we don`t play, repping blue over greyYou never seen a block jump, but it`s gon jump todayYou might as well call me Ike, from the way that I spray[Hook - 2x]

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