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Ready For War

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Câu đầu tiên: The youngest guerilla in here mayn,

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]The [Am]youngest guerilla in here [Dm]mayn,
Young Dyno in here with Trae, D and slab
We representing this to the fullest [Am]mayn,
[Dm]AK's loaded
And cocked,
[Am]but now [Dm]the clip's ready to peel on a punk

[Verse 2]
[Dm]Y'all niggas [Am]better run, we ready for war
This [C]ain't no game we off the chain,
[Am]and playing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you better [Am]quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- B that's [C]on my life,
[Am]we ready for w[Dm]ar

[Verse 3]
[Dm]Y'all niggas better [C]run,
[Am]we ready for war
This ain't no [C]game we off the chain,
[Am]and playing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you better [Am]quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- [Dm]B that's on my li[C]fe,
[Am]we ready for w[Dm]ar, ready for war
Who gon [C]repres

[Verse 4]
[Am]ent for Texas,
like [Dm]I represent for Texas
And who this nigga talking down on dirty south,
niggas rapping reckless scared
[Am]Took him out of the hotel,
cause [Dm]when Ro swang Ro [Dm]swell
Eyebrows and jaws,
so in my presence Mr. don't tell
I'm [Am]a motherfucking murderer,
[Dm]you the wankstar

[Verse 5]
Popping that [Dm]gangstar shit on the radio,
and it's disturbing you
Big Moe nigga [Am]that's my [Dm]big dog,
and my love ain't never gon' withdrawal
So we clicked up coming to get y'all,
my nigga Ja said you's a bitch dog
I'm [Am]a soldier,
these [Dm]niggas ain't never gon learn
Fucking [C]with the fire bitch [Dm]nigga you freezing,

[Verse 6]
then you burn
[Dm]This is M- O- E,
murder [Am]of everything in front of us
And [Dm]can 't nobody stop it,
because the reaper's coming to cancel every one of us
And [Am]it's all gravy,
all of my niggas are hard plus we all [Dm]crazy
[Am]Wishing [Dm]I can be a peaceful man and,
hoping [Am]that the [Dm]Lord save me
Fuck a [Am]nigga named 50 Cent,
you nothing but change
[Dm]I'm a whole dolla nigga,
hanging one in your brain
Now can you picture C [Am]smoke

[Verse 7]
out choked out,
with Guerilla Maab
Mob figgas representing,
[Dm]and we here to do the job
[Am]Got [Dm]my step- on [Am]nigga shoes on,
'case it get dirty
'Cause man it's going down,
[Dm]in the thirty
[Am]It's for war thirty, fuck President Bush
If he was close to the edge,
then I'll give [Dm]him a push

[Verse 8]
[Am]And do t[Dm]his whole world a favor,
[Am]hey there howdy neighbor
Shit, [Dm]I'm sorry I took so
long [Am]to save you
[Dm]I was ge[Am]t ting my dick sucked,
by my secretary
She asked [Dm]me my sign,
I told her [Am]bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott,
five thousand block
I paint the white house black,
and start [Dm]renting [Am]it out

[Verse 9]
In this underground game,
I'm rolling with slab
[Dm]Black [Am]H2 Hummers,
[Dm]when we holding [Am]the ave
Got a itching trigger finger,
when I'm holding [Dm]my strap
[Am]Nigga they call me hit man,[Dm]
don't get your wig pushed back
Man some [Am]of these niggas,
is [Dm]bitches too
[C]Steady rid[Dm]ing my d[C]ick
[Dm], like bitches do

[Verse 10]
You a gangsta [Am]or a hoe,
nigga which [Dm]is you
Archie Lee been real, before I had a crew
Get it [Am]right don't get it wrong,
[Dm]I stay's in the zone
[Am]Plus [C]my piece [Dm]got yellow stones,
like I stayed on the stone
I [Am]spit that hood shit, that wood [Dm]shit
Her[Am]shelwood for [Dm]life,
matter fact it's all good bitch
I heard a nigga in the [C]game,

[Verse 11]
[Am]
was saying my name
But [C]now my Glock is fully loaded,
[Am]and ready to a[Dm]im
S- L- A- B until I'm [Am]gone,
and I'm repping it strong
You don't wanna see [C]these gorillas,
run[Dm]ning up [Am]in your h[Dm]ome
Everybody better clear the [Am]lot,
when the lights off
I set it off, [C]when I luger [Dm]ride for the cause

[Verse 12]
And [Dm]fuck the [C]law,
I'ma [Am]mash till I'm finished and done
And when it's [C]all said and done,
[Dm]I'ma be number one
And I bet that I'm [C]a sol[Am]dier that'll fold you,
I done [Dm]told you
[Am]Niggas [Dm]getting ran over, in a Rover
Trae[Am]forever staying sober,
like [Dm]a Jehovah
[C]Wit[Dm]ness I'm [Am]at your do[Dm]or
brah, door brah
Y'all niggas [Am]better run,

[Verse 13]
we ready for war
This ain't no [C]game we off the chain,
and play[Am]ing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you better quit,
[Am]'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- [C]B that's on my l[Am]ife,
we ready for [Dm]war

[Verse 14]
[Dm]Y'all niggas better [C]run,
[Am]we ready for war
This ain't no [C]game we off the chain,
[Am]and playing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you [Am]better [C]quit,
[Am]'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- B that's on my life,
we ready for [Dm]war, ready for war
[C]Let's take it, to the

[Verse 15]
[Am]streets
Any one of you, motherfuckers got beef
I will fill you, with [Dm]heat
Get the nine millimeter fitted up in my denim,
on my [Am]creep
Who that wanna do that, bitch
or come through that
[Dm]And sweep up, that

[Verse 16]
street
I'm a motherfucking G,
and bitch you gon listen to me when I [Am]speak
I ain't got no time to try to
be [Dm]friendly
Motherfuck[C]ers, must [Dm]didn't hear me
Move around bitch,
before you feel me

[Verse 17]
We smoke em, and [Am]choke em
Then fry a motherfucker,
just like a poker
[Dm]The game i[C]s now [Dm]over
Be the next to the thoedest cats
or now open
Are you playing [C]with me [Am]boy
Watch a nigga bob [Dm]and weave, and

[Verse 18]
then we break jaw
We ain't bar[C]ring no [Dm]law
Snap rugged and rough,
and playing this game raw
Bitch we ready [Am]for war
Anybody running [Dm]up
is bound to get [Dm]scarred
D- O- U- G I are,
dropping bombs up on you bitches going hard

[Verse 19]
These niggas be plex[Am]ing and talking down,
[Dm]on a G ass nigga
Sweet [C]pea ass nig[Dm]ga,
fuck around and catch the heat ass nigga
Beefing with me a [Am]nig ga named B,
you silly rabbits finna see
[Dm]A guerilla t[C]hril[Dm]ler will kill a nigga,
in these H- Town streets
Ready for war [Am]boy we r[Dm]aw,
I thought I told you cats
Who was the nigga that [Dm]had to bust,
and make the crowd move back

[Verse 20]
Never slacking or [Am]lacking,
still attacking like I'm Sadaam
Set it off like [Dm]the chirp that's going off,
on the alarm
Doing [Am]harm nigga we swarm,
on any and [Dm]every hater in sight
Fuck [Am]around and call [Dm]a nigga Teddy,
steady turning off your lights
Night lights gon get [Am]burned,
fuck[Dm]ing with paper that I [Am]earned
[Dm]Slab gladiating on hating,
see you cats gon' learn
[C]It's

[Verse 21]
[Am]Jay'Ton, motherfuckers and
if they don't know the name
From the [C]wild [Am]wild west,
[Dm]slugging em like Jesse James
Dog better [Am]get the fuck back,
'fore I fuck around and leave a nigga flat
With a cardiac heart at[Dm]tack,
slugs stuck off in your back
See [Am]I ain't tripping mayn,
I'm one of the young guerillas
[C]That's stack[Am]ing [Dm]scrilla, slash a
killa cause I'm a made [Am]nigga
You don't wanna get hauled on,
or straight clicked on
I've [Dm]been a G ever since the day,
that I left home
S- [Am]L- A- B,

[Verse 22]
one of these motherfuckers finna see
[Dm]I've been a sad cat with a fat [Am]cat all the w[Dm]ay back,
still spitting with heat
One of the rap game [Am]phe nomenon's, me and
my click be ready for war
You better get your entourage,
'fore you get calicoes [Dm]through your car
Or [Am]you'll get a 44 to your jaw,
ain't no love boxing we raw
And if you really think that we playing,
[Dm]step in the ring so you can get scarred

[Verse 23]
[Am]Guerillas ready for havo[Dm]c,
[Am]on a mission to let you have it
To tell the truth I done [Dm]had it,
this game is really fin to get tragic
I ain't having when I'm busting [Am]on first and ten,
I'ma be rushing
Till a nigga left with concussions,
[Dm]bring the end of discussion dog
You don't wanna get me pissed [Am]off or
ticked off your ass is fin to get pissed on
Not [Dm]dissed on but clicked on,
for stepping inside my zone
[C]50 Cent,

[Verse 24]
[Am]baby that's nothing
but chump change
Shooting [C]slug[Dm]s at my
partna, disrespecting the game
So feel this [Am]verbal cocaine,
your whole tape was trash
Now the whole [Dm]screwed up click,
gon beat that ass
So when you [C]come [Am]in H- Town,
don't hide behind your circle
We gon' tear [Dm]the club up,
leave both your eyes purple

[Verse 25]
Hurt [Am]you bitch nigga,
that's from the boss man
[Am]I'm known for slap[Dm]ping boys,
knocking 'em out with my hands
Under[Am]stand bow down,
and show some re[Am]spect
We clicked up [Dm]and heated,
with knifes hanging round our neck
I'm a cold [Am]blooded killa,
do a murder for the [Am]price
So call the ambu[Dm]lance,
and put this bitch up on some ice
Y'all [Am]niggas better run,

[Verse 26]
we ready for war
This ain't no game we [C]off the chain,
[Am]and playing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you [Am]better quit,
'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- B that's on my [C]life,
[Am]we ready for w[Dm]ar

[Verse 27]
[Dm]Y'all niggas better [C]run,
[Am]we ready for war
This ain't no [C]game we off the chain,
[Am]and playing it r[Dm]aw
Speaking my name you better quit,
[Am]'fore you lose your jaw
S- L- A- B that's on my life, we ready for [Dm]war,
ready for [Am]war

[Verse 28]
[Am]
2K3, S- L- A- B,
[Dm]slow loud and bangin'
[Am]In your motherfucking face,
in your motherfucking trunk
Hell naw, it [Dm]ain't gon [Am]never [Dm]stop nigga
We don't know how to stop,
[Am]so shit we just gon' keep going
And matter fact this hoe
[Dm]ass nigga 50 Cent
[Am]Bitch you ain't

[Verse 29]
nothing but
two quarters nigga
We made change out of your [Dm]bitch ass,
nigga
We hold dolla bills round this bitch,
[Am]holding
Ain't a god damn [Dm]thang [Am]stolen
[Dm]Big Moe,
that's my motherfucking nigga for L- I- F- [Am]E

[Verse 30]
So fuck you niggas, till you D- E- A- [Am]D
[Dm]Run up on us if you wanna nigga,
get your bitch ass slid
Into a motherfucking coma,
[Dm]yeah nig[C]ga
Like [Dm]H- A- Dub- K say nigga,
we ain't gon play
We got the motherfuck[Am]ing K,
we ready to spray
With no [Dm]delay,
[Am]feel[Dm] me nigga Mo city Texas
Till a nigga [Am]gone, forever rolling with
my [Am]chrome
[Dm]

[Verse 31]
[Am]
Nigga in the right state of mind,
[Am]again, again
[Dm]Letting you punk ass niggas,
know about [Am]war
You know I'm saying,
nig[Dm]gas out here we glove o[Am]r we c[Dm]an Glock it up
You know I'm saying ain't no
playing out here
It's [Am]gorillas for real,
lil' oran[Dm]gutan ass [Dm]chipmunk ass niggas
Y'all better represent this to the [Am]fullest mayn,

[Verse 32]
this slab
[Dm]Bitches un[Am]der [Dm]stand this mayn,
all that talking down
Running the diarrhea [Am]out your mouth,
get something to talk about
[Dm]'Cause [Am]a nigga[Dm]'ll slap your tr[Am]ack ou[Dm]t bitch,
[Am]you [Dm]know I'm saying
[Am]Hoe ass niggas,
trying [Dm]to ride red niggas know Ike painting
Ain't like Ike's know [Am]I'm saying,

[Outro 1]
do what you like
[Am][Dm]

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