G-unit Casualties Of War Lyrics

Casualties Of War Lyrics

Disrespectful, anythin'

I let you breathe, now you're dead



There's no war without casualties

End up in a wake when you fuck with me

You got beef with my man, you got beef with me

I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see

Devil '€˜round the corner



Is that my dawg that slapped that cat?

Now how did the chicken give birth to a rat?

Now how did the rat learn to sing like a bird?

His pops is a OG, this is absurd



My gun game right, my knife game right

Fuck around, I'll get right in broad daylight

Spin the barrel on a nigga, pin the tail on the donkey

It's a zoo out this, bitch, I put a hole in the monkey



Got the gemstars to rip 'em, hundred shots to clip 'em

Body bags to zip '€˜em and we don't know a thing

You hit, nigga you trippin', you think it's over you're trippin'

Reload, slap the clip in bang, bang, strapped



There's no war without casualties

End up in a wake when you fuck with me

You got beef with my man, you got beef with me

I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see

Devil '€˜round the corner



Uh, I drink like a uncle, smoke like a Rasta

Ball like a superstar, talk like a boxer

Fuck like a rabbit, shit like a dinosaur

See you like a sniper, lil' nigga eve'y night is war



Drive like a Lambo, stunt like I'm out of town

Strapped like commando, B A N K dollar sign

Give everythin' up, I won't change like the other, nope

Switch overnight I can't, I'ma side his camp



I'm 'bout a dollar boy and dollar bills'll kill

Kill that bullshit, I'm famous but I'm ridin' with the steel

Will throw it all away, I see you later today

You'll see I'm fadin' away, that's all I'm able to say



There's no war without casualties

End up in a wake when you fuck with me

You got beef with my man, you got beef with me

I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see

Devil '€˜round the corner



Yeah, it's the enforcer Yayo

We can do it in broad daylight

In front of the White House for all I care



I'll blow your heart out your body sucker

Then jump in the Aston blastin', burnin' rubber

Black ski mask, the Aston tinted

Ditch the gun, burn the car '€˜cause my DNA in it



Next day it's the GT, stunt off of a G.P.

Fist full of stones, fingers glowin' like E.T.

Fake O.G., O.G. Bobby Jones

Do your son like J-Rock, Mausberg pumpin'



I'm stuntin', focus like a digital camera

Got that P-95 with that invisible hammer

Nigga who you tryin' to ride on, I'm a icon

Heart made of steel, balls made of iron



There's no war without casualties

End up in a wake when you fuck with me

You got beef with my man, you got beef with me

I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see

Devil '€˜round the corner

Devil '€˜round the corner