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ready for war - jay gwuapo lyrics

{intro}
uhh uhh, (brr) uh uh
{verse}
this sh*t be lit for them n*ggas that think that they after me
bro spin your block with a glock he gon’ cause a catastrophe
(huh huh)
yea, bro will get lit on the spot if them n*ggas will mention me
uh, we be outside with the opps we will never see
(no we would never see)
uh, i kept it kinda humble in a pewny bag, touch the money but i need some more, i know these broke n*ggas sittin’ lookin’ mad while i’m drippin’ sh*t they can’t afford
i put my k!ller’s guns told them get a mask we gon k!ll when we ready for war, you hear them shots fire, (br pow) just know that them young n*ggas kickin’ the door
they lookin’ mad, took a minute but i jumped back in my bag
(jumped back in my bag)
yea, i heard the boys on me gotta getaway, hope i don’t crash
i got some henny on me you could drive the boat if you won’t crash (if you won’t crash)
i smoke a lot of dope, don’t be another spliff i gotta add, (f*ck it i’m in my bag)
n*ggas safe to see gwuap move, so they steady be watchin’ what gwuap do
oh, what’s up i’m in person, you gettin’ snuff if you know that we, not cool
set it off i ain’t patient, you could get hurt if i know you ain’t sanctioned, bro but a spliff in the air and it’s blazing
still with them n*ggas that’s up on that gang sh*t, f*ck all them n*ggas that be on that lame sh*t
came from them hoopty’s now we in them ranges, it took a minute but i kept it patient

{break}
uh uh
i took a minute but i kept it patient
uhh uhh
{verse 2}
huh, vvs on me iced out, whenever we pull up, lights out (yea)
i don’t give no warnings, so tell your mans that it’s on me so p*ssy pipe down
i know n*ggas staring like wow (yea), got too many n*ggas like how
yea, yea, bro caught a body then laid low, anything just to fill up them pesos
he got caught tryna’ move with the draco (draco)
i’m just happy the feds said the case closed (yea)
got some shooters that do what i say so, bread on your head you’ll be dead for a bankroll
n*ggas copyin’ everything we do, on the way can’t give pain in the gang though (nah)
one call put my shooter on*court (shooter on court), could be chilling but we don’t show remorse, in my birkin’ sh*t i’ve been showing off, its like gwuapo refuse to take a loss
i got plans just to stack the money up, that young n*gga been moving like a boss
for my soldiers, i’m pourin’ henny up, rest in peace to the ones that we lost
most the n*ggas on my d*ck wanna talk on the net but ain’t really on sh*t
how the f*ck you getting money, and my n*ggas really movin’ like we rich
(like get off my d*ck)
we be f*ckin’ n*ggas b*tches, i pass him the runtz and he catch the assist, shooters with me that be ready don’t end up with me not get put on the list (brr pa)

- jay gwuapo lyrics

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