Trife Diesel - War lyrics
[Trife Diesel - War lyrics]
War up north, war down south
Uh, welcome to Jam-rock
Where niggas get popped, buried in sandlots
New York niggas
Triple they money hitting the grand spot
West Coast bang for they colors
And they demand blocks
Stuffed in niggas barbeque grillings
Sizzling hamhocks
Can't forget my mid west niggas
Out in the Chi st louis and Tennessee
Where them killas is sure to ride
Shout out to my Ohio players
Clocking that paper
To all them fly pimps in Detroit
Rocking them gators
Riding around, with the top down
Heat in the lap stay balling
With the plush leather seats in the back
Down in Houston, sidding sideways
Chucking the deuce popping them bottles
Getting blasted over cups of that juice
Dizzy stukes, niggas blowin' off Bobby
Like Whitney Houst' grey goose with a touch
Of grapefruit, indeed, it get me loose
We need to call a truce
For all my fallen troops
Stop the warring, let's do more recording
Sit back and count this loot
(War in the east) To all
Them dealers in the tri-state
(War in the west) For all
Them niggas out west, raising the crime rate
(War up north) To all them killas up north
Locked in the bing
(war down south) For everybody down
South doing they thing, come on
(War in the east) To all my greasy
East niggas getting that clock right
(War in the west) To all my jackets
Catching them fools at the stop lights
(War up north) To all the
Heavy bidders repping in jail
(War down south) To them votes
Shouting the dirty south, electing that meal
You can find me in the 'west', like Kanye
Blowing on bombai
With the killas on Crenshaw
Serving up entrees
Or lounging with the homies from Northstar
Popping out of sportscars
Niggas wilding out in the sports bar
No matter where I go, I'm
Still repping New York, pa
You know we get it cracking when
We up in the courtyard
Sipping on forties of Ale, pouring liquor out
For all the OG's and shorties in jail
And when I'm out in the Carolinas
Blessing that marijuana down in New Orleans
My niggas wrestling anacondas
Clapping them tools in Baton Rouge
Provoking drama getting it crunk in Atlanta
Searching for baby mommas
Philly and DC, VA to B-More in a G4
I95, making them detours south Beach
Memorial weekend hitting the sea shore
And every other city we go
I'm promoting T-Dore
(War in the east) To all
Them dealers in the tri-state
(War in the west) For all
Them niggas out west, raising the crime rate
(War up north) To all them killas up north
Locked in the bing
(war down south) For everybody down
South doing they thing, come on
(War in the east) To all my greasy
East niggas getting that clock right
(War in the west) To all my jackets
Catching them fools at the stop lights
(War up north) To all the
Heavy bidders repping in jail
(War down south) To them votes
Shouting the dirty south, electing that meal
(War in the east) To all
Them dealers in the tri-state
(War in the west) For all
Them niggas out west, raising the crime rate
(War up north) To all them killas up north
Locked in the bing
(war down south) For everybody down
South doing they thing, come on
(War in the east) To all my greasy
East niggas getting that clock right
(War in the west) To all my jackets
Catching them fools at the stop lights
(War up north) To all the
Heavy bidders repping in jail
(War down south) To them votes
Shouting the dirty south, electing that meal