Pimp C, J-Dawg, Bun B - Go To War lyrics

[Pimp C, J-Dawg, Bun B - Go To War lyrics]

Mic check 1 2 1 2 bitch back from the dead
Still UGK for life

You don't want my young BG's 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
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
Don't give a fuck about police
Don't give a fuck 'bout the law
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war

I come with plain grippers, Jack
Tripper is my name, hoe
Three's company with these bitches knockin'
Jackers out their frames, hoe
Back sittin' low restin' on this butter


Rims ripping up my tires 'cause
I'm choppin' on them cutters
Have a new blaster, it's and precise
If you playin' with consignment
Then you're playin' with your life
I started dope gangs
Cocaine like that nigga's face
Ain't scared of no gripper
Ain't scared to catch a case
I ain't trippin' on you young niggas
Ridin' 'round with screwdrivers
I'mma 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 BG's 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
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
Don't give a fuck about police
Don't give a fuck 'bout the law
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war

Man, 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 talkin' 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 do ya then flick ya off
Of my finger like a filter
Everybody in the hood know Bun killed ya
But they ain't finna snitch
And they ain't finna flex
'Cause they know you a bitch
And they don't wanna be next

You don't want my young BG's 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
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
Don't give a fuck about police
Don't give a fuck 'bout the law
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war

Fuck the law what's the count, homie
Tell me what you need done
Tryna earn a few stripes
Got a few homies that need some
You know we do this shit for recreation
But, when they do it, it ain't no thing
Show me where they at (Point 'em out)
Yeah, I lost my road dog the other night
And even though we got him right
He still wanna fight
Nigga, fuck a life (fuck the life)
Sometimes I shoot 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 feelin' that
Bitch I want my niggas back
Since they ain't gon' get it
Fuck everything living

You don't want my young BG's 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
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
Don't give a fuck about police
Don't give a fuck 'bout the law
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret