War Gamez

This is Il Duce<br>Five star general<br>Ray Luv<br>and I brought some real thugs with me<br>General EDI Amin<br>General Napoleon<br>General Kastro<br>and General Noble<br>Soldiers in the game<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br>Fuck the cops, they`ll never stop us<br>Not even with batterams, full-metal jackets and helicopters<br>We got choppers, we young mobsters<br>Money, power and star fame<br>Die or ride, nigga, in this war game<br>Fuck the teachers who couldn`t reach us<br>They try to police, cell at the jail house, seat ya<br>Don`t wanna see ya, it`s the teacher`s the one to blame<br>Now I`m havin star fame<br>Fuckin off money in this war game<br><br>[ VERSE 1: Ray Luv ]<br>Pull out my weapon, now I`m steppin, bringin foes my heat<br>We challenge number one contenders and blow holes in the weak<br>It`s been a while, now we finally got our turn to bust<br>Bitch niggas got rich while the homie burned to dust<br>Got me madder than a bag of fuckin sherm and dust<br>You wanna kick it (but can`t hang with us)<br>Now we gon` see who got the biggest fuckin nuts in this thang of us<br>Talkin shit, but nigga, you ain`t came to bust<br>Make you pull out the gold cuff links and the pinky rings<br>(These niggas don`t know who they fuckin with, man)<br>Big Eddie eat a muthafucka like spaghetti<br>In the formation we ready, freebasin the competition for fetti<br>Shoot your shit up like civil war Gettysburg<br>(What if they hit us back?) Don`t be absurd<br>We put it down like a fat-ass crew of construction workers<br>(Fuck with us now, nigga, there`s gon` be a murder)<br>And that`s for certain, catch the muthafuckin curtain call<br>Workin y`all, smokin big, hurtin y`all, Link `Lawz serve em all<br>Break a muthafucka off, soldier, raw dog<br>Smother everything livin for the muthafuckin cause<br>I`m a rebel without a pause<br>A untouchable, better keep your paws off<br>Or meet the sawed off<br>We all balls, nigga, and all hog<br>Westside till I die, rough, rugged (real raw, nigga)<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ VERSE 2: EDI Amin ]<br>Now who the fuck want trouble<br>Me and the `Lawz bring the drama on the double<br>Bustin out a bubble, gettin you for a bundle<br>Stickin you in the trunk, too, fuck you<br>You thought we wouldn`t touch you? We rushed you<br>EDI Amin died, I watch a young nigga rise up<br>Born a fuckin rider, ain`t gon` stop till I gotta <br>Fuck coppers and the world, bang back till they feel us<br>My freedom come with a mag, so they probably gon` kill us<br>They only gon` hear us when we there heavy metal<br>So take ( ? ) my niggas, we got a score to settle<br>War games, but it really ain`t a game<br>Muthafuckas is sprayin, body parts hangin<br>Gangbangin, turf wars or whatever you wanna call it<br>We`re all dyin for it<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ VERSE 3: Young Noble ]<br>Nob layin back in a Ac seat, blast my heat<br>Watch theses niggas run like they in a track meet<br>Smash my past beef, got blasted on the last street<br>They all weak if you ask me<br>Still a deuce slugger, Outlaw like a muthafucka<br>Doubt y`all like a muthafucka<br>You need to raise up<br>Before you fuck around and get blazed up<br>Before you fuck around and get chased up<br>By some Jersey thugs, don`t care who you thought or<br>Heard we was, I murder your blood<br>Or your next akin, hop out on your blcok<br>In a stretch Benz, protect the neck your best friend<br>Just to fuck with ya, you`re hardcore, do your thug thizzle<br>Nigga, these Outlaw streets, they love ( ? )<br>And Khadafi, cause niggas cock the hammers sloppy<br>I`m there when y`all callin, ain`t down without me<br>Outlawz<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br><br>[ VERSE 4: Kastro ]<br>Hey yo, I don`t play fair, warfare never been fair<br>Make a giant non-violent, turn a bear to a queer<br>This thug life we stuck with it, born, sick and tired<br>And tired of bein sick, I`m torn and I ain`t lyin<br>In this deadly game of death could be no fun at all<br>Sleepin on your feet, pistol deep against the wall<br>Day one and day none is how I do it, do it all<br>True and truer than y`all, yellin, "Fuck the law"<br>( ? ) where it`s darker than a thousand nights<br>Although we walkin under sun in a thousand lights<br>Wantin a thousand stripes, findin a life of your own<br>Livin ill or in prison alone on the bone<br>It`s a hard thing, sho` as hell ain`t no card game<br>It`s all plain and all pain in this war game