City Morgue - Wardog Anthem lyrics

[City Morgue - Wardog Anthem lyrics]

Ginseng are you ready kids?
Aye aye, captain! I can't hear you!

These niggas throwing B's up
Thinking that they Bloodin'
Niggas throwing C's up
Calling you they cousin
Niggas holding guns up that only hold a dozen
Call of Duty clips, lil' nigga, No Russian
Aye it's Lil Chainsaw, now go and act hard
It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off
It's Lil Chainsaw, now go and act hard
It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off

(Mula) i put the work in the oil
Them bricks of cocaine all
Just turn into butter (Work)
My wrist in the bowl, when niggas was broke
The pennies all turn into hunnids (Racks)
Watch who you serving, these niggas
Be ratting, they trapping
And work undercover (Fuck outta here)
My niggas can't find you
My niggas is liable to slide
Through and murder your brother (Rrah)
Tie up your girl, shoot up your dog
Grips on the burner be rubber (Blaow)
Splashing her grill, bukkake ya face
Mula should squirt on your mother (Slide)
City Morgue be the gang, nigga
MBF cause I'm blood (MBF)
Ran off too many times on the plug
(Fuck outta here)
Ain't paying shit back that's a dub
(Fuck outta here)
Infrared beams, on them machines
Ain't no such thing as the love (Rrah)
You feel like I owe you, you
Niggas ain't loco, you pussy
Come take it in blood (Mula)

It's the wardogs, what?
Breaking leashes, never called off, what?
In the wounds, rip the gauze off, what?
World War like it's Warsaw
I grab the war saw, rest
It's the wardogs, what?
Breaking leashes, never called off, what?
In the wounds, rip the gauze off, what?
World War like it's Warsaw
I grab the war saw, rest

Banana clip hang out the gun in my briefs
(Rrah)
Look out nigga, I'm the one on the East
(Blaow)
Catch me I shush him right under a sheet
(Blaow)
Running red lights with it under the seat
(Skrr)
13 years old is when I jumped in the street
Pussy ass rapper don't call no police
(Fuck outta here)
Sos, I'm that nigga be fucking your niece
(Slide)
Let me go brazy then bust on her cheeks
(Splash) bitch I'm blood, true story (MBF)
You's a dub, You is a slut (Fuck outta here)
Wanna fuck, cause she horny (Slide)
Double cups in the morning (Po-up)
Pour up, private numbers
Baby mother blow my trap phone
(Fuck outta here)
Mac chrome, crack dome, break your backbones
(Rrah)

These niggas throwing B's up
Thinking that they Bloodin'
Niggas throwing C's up
Calling you they cousin
Niggas holding guns up that only hold a dozen
Call of Duty clips, lil' nigga, No Russian
Aye it's Lil Chainsaw, now go and act hard
It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off
It's Lil Chainsaw, now go and act hard
It's Lil Nascar, now go and skrrt off

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