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war games - john jigg$ lyrics

(intro)
greatest alive n-gga holla if you feeling different
you be a homi before i let you n-ggas k!ll my vision
b-tches
(verse)
my wife told me keep k!llin these n-ggas
just make sure yo -ss is home in time for dinner
rhyme beginners they lose johns the winner
and since y’all all together them n-ggas could die wit ya
the hibernation is over y’all done woke up the bear
couldn’t even save ya career wit a hope and a prayer
you deserve a high ceiling a rope and a chair
no one will care i’m the only one notable here
you hatin talkin long island and i ain’t on the list
how the f-ck could you be a all star when u warm the bench
you tried dissin my homie that was some corny sh-t
now the earth is shaking like suffolk county was porte prince
you ain’t important just doing it for the cheap thrills
free pillz shout out t y p ill
i got the juice now p-ssy you need a refill
if i was bishop we all agree you would be steel
yo what the f-ck u want from me ?
just praise the god mc bowing your heads accordingly
you ain’t a leader what? n0body followed you
you was never sh-t ya mother should have swallowed you
wit john jigg$ on yo -ss how you gonna escape
f-ck ya mix i’m illa than any n-gga that’s on the tape
extaordinary recording that’s why they call em great
show me every one of these n-ggas i’ll k!ll em all in eight
f-ck you and the rest of them n-ggas consigning
hoe cryin mad at dcm cuz they won’t sign em
i’ll peal his cap and punish him wit gorilla raps
smoke your enterouge and i ain’t talkin vanilla wraps
understand this ain’t no mothaf-ckin trap music
dis is black hoodie waitin on the crack users
let a n-gga have it if he act foolish
heavy shoebox stackin like i’m black jewish
animal canibal cannon blam blamin you
hold the t-tle forever then it’s whoever i hand it to
actions will damage you my ratchet is mechanical
crack your adam’s apple ain’t a badder cat to compare me to
poltergeist rap colder than the polar ice caps
you won’t even get to hold the mic skrap
i tell n-ggas you dont know me like that
smack b-tches like dolemite they know i might snap
and i want u to take it as disrespect
foot up on ya throat till i’m breaking a n-ggas neck
got the temper of a jamaican the shank is in my sweats
to find a rapper greater gotta wake them from they death
that’s pac bigl pun plus poppa
if you ain’t one of them then motherf-cka i got ya
you talking tough then you gotta suffer the consqe
quences you get injured you standing under the doctor
n-ggas tryna bring new york back
i’m bringin ny forward n-gga how bout dat
n-ggas talk alotta nothin n-gga how bout factz
i’m on the grind can’t stop my stacks but you could die bout that
from the hood where they pop out gats
they catch you at the red light bet you hop out dat
i’m the truth is no reason to lie bout dat
tryna tell em it’s not a game like a lockout skrap56
lyrically cashus how i’m whooping they -sses
sh-ttin on the game on the toilet pennin a cl-ssic
the type of pillage that you consider disastrous
but i don’t give a sh-t ima inconsiderate b-st-rd
you come out singing i come out swinging
pull up at ya clubhouse and ima dumbout bring it
this ain’t a diss song i just called you out for hating
for now i gotta go i got a porterhouse waitin motherf-cka

- john jigg lyrics

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