Dj Skribble War (kurupt Diss) Lyrics

War (kurupt Diss) Lyrics

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Beef with us make y'all niggas wanna blast yourself



Is you niggas really real you should ask yourself



Niggas trying to play big willy can't afford it



The biggest of the biggest willies get extorted



 



Cannons are tucked where the nigga that we planning to rush



Heard up north he was soft niggas land in his butt



Damaged him up where his crutches standing him up



So what the fuck no he wish he never ran into us



Slam on his nuts beat him so they can't even bust



Juvenate all on his face after we damage him up



Heard you haters from the other side speaking my name



He ain't live he just a crab nigga weak in the game



Speaking in vein who got a gas beating his brain



It ain't done till we left him dead three in his frame



No disrespect my motherfucking nerves is wrecked



I get upset so when you fuck with me your work connect



Never forget I'm a vet plus a threat in this shit



Rest with the fish for faking trying to flex in the six



Freedom or hell these streets here is treating me well



So fuck a cell write the judge don't believe in the bail



You made your bed now lay in it so stay in it 



This game ain't made for the lames to play in it



 



It's War motherfuckers wanna fuck with me



Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me



It's War mother fuckers wanna fuck with me



Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me



 



Bottles of Hen it's time these niggas die for they sins



Signs of revenge if they try it once they do it again



Nothing's live for the nine triple my mind's official



Besides I'm a nigga that would ride or die with you



Holding guns high with you load live with you



Attack back to back do a drive by with you



It's thug love, love for the streets love for the slugs



In love with the money but I'm loving the gloves



So bubble up double up you in trouble or what



Your brother do what your vest better cover you up



Time invested since nine five my motto's defected



Trying to connect it no swine my kind won't accept it



Double breast if my first breath born in deceit 



Corner my beef we can get it on in the streets



 



It's War motherfuckers wanna fuck with me



Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me



It's War mother fuckers wanna fuck with me



Y'all motherfuckers can't fuck with me



 



Those hypnotic 98 clothes we throw in the garbage 



I'm allotted while your flow is slow and robotic



Do the knowledge street scholar schooled in the projects



Life is dice so don't stop and think of any side bets



Surviving back in effectdon't fly in



Yo would die again it's all for the hood got to win



So "The Streets Iz" some got game and sweet with it



I'm deep with it spitting this slang put you to sleep with it



A zigga for the fully to spray quicker



So play nigga right where you stand is where you lay nigga