What about the war after the war? What about the war after the war? I don't wanna sing about it anymore But who cares for them all when they get home?
What about the war after the war? What about the war after the war? I don't wanna sing about it anymore But who cares for them all when they get home
amphetamines, I got em at the cheapest price Living by the rules of the street life, fin to get niggas Better beat the street light home, after dark
mine Big fully is a bully And he don't mind dying And I gotta be bright Miss sign after sign Time after time After time after time And I don't
beggin fo' more Street niggas, yeah we speak for the poor Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store Metaphor like nuclear war I
so thick Time to finish off this niggas on some trench coat shit Its a drug war, real life, Grand Theft Catch you in the streets fuck you up and hit
you want a copy of Beef 3 I'm airing their ass out on DVD You wanna rhyme like Lloyd Banks repeat after me I'm a G-Unit toy soldier On Sesame street
hundred of that brown paper bag money You niggas really wanna talk money? Shit real that's all I could tell 'em Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't
streets Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after
streets Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after
of that brown paper bag money You *** really wanna talk money? *** real, that's all I can tell 'em Just wrap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em,
We all got guns, we all got dogs We all gon' make that trip to the morgue We all find it harder to see through the fog We all know the difference between
