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Utwór: War tactics

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     feat. Fatal, New Child, Young Gotti
  
  [New Child]
  One, Morgan Isle two, Morgan Isle three Eh Yo, check it
  I'm about to black out, pull the mack out, blow your back out
  New Child, niggaz sick wit it, I've been spit it
  Realest shit I ever wrote, left ya niggaz starvin and craze
  Like Johnny I blaze Life a nigga robbin' a case
  East Harlem on that ass, starving for that cash
  Morph city mash Nigga you get smashed
  Outlaw Immortal lifeline Only niggaz doin it right
  Call my name and you die tonight
  Give a fuck about the future, Grim Reaper call a coward to hell
  Murder one living out on bail
  And I don't give a fuck about y'all, faggot niggaz blowing they brains
  From going insane Me, I keep inflicting the pain
  See your soul rise, skip town wit four pows Four life guys, wit .45 that's no lie
  Block to block, I'm sho shock
  Niggaz know not to ever in they life approach me
  Cause yo, I'm a killa for rilla, my nilla
  This is binge rap, savage niggaz sticking out they chest, like revel
  You want war then lets do it, get right in to it
  Fuck the lolly game, body bags and dust floor
  War tactics
  
  [Guru]
  War tactics Ignorant motherfuckers get they ass kicked
  I got it mastered, ya basterd
  Word the dirty Way past 7:30 ya hazard Don't wanna see heaven early
  I study fire Plus I got 11 worthy calibers Word tha Mack
  Step in the arena, I'ma have'ta hurt ya black
  Now ya hurt, by the way that you act
  For your bitch ass image, I can't believe why they pay you that
  Try to ignore me, I'ma get gory and straight pay you back
  Like the Ying and the Yang *gunshot* Click and the bang
  I'm sick and deranged
  And I came with a new team, to set it on your record and you quickly changed
  I'ma parlay after a hard day of schooling suckers
  And the like the groupon say Kill you stupid motherfuckers
  I don't trust ya If I don't know ya, disarm ya man and cold body blow ya
  War tactics
  
  Chorus:
  [New Child] War Tactics
  [Fatal War] Tactics
  [Guru War] Tactics
  [James Gotti] War Tactics
  [New Child] War Tactics
  [Fatal] War Tactics
  [Guru] War Tactics
  
  *DJ Scratching*
  
  [New] Child War Tactics
  [Fatal] War Tactics (War)
  [Guru] War Tactics
  [James Gotti] War Tactics
  [New Child] War Tactics
  [Fatal] War Tactics
  [Guru] War Tactics
  
  *DJ Scratching*
  
  [James Gotti]
  Yo, yo. I'm hot. I carry heat like I walk wit the sun
  When I speak, bullets shoot I talk wit my gun
  Yo man lie wit you Planning hits, spying wit you, get high wit you
  Beef, yo ride wit you, that nigga cry wit you He is when my nine hits you
  If he standing by wit you, his ass gonna die wit you
  He dwelled wit 'em, so I shoot em he felt wit them
  Tail split them, jail flipped 'em, empty my shells in 'em, they well hit 'em
  Bullet jing wit bell in 'em Let my eternal spell get em
  Watch em burn in hell wit em
  My ammo, best chosen to take out my best opponent
  guaranteed to rip your vest open and leave your flesh smoking
  Yo vest open, wit blood to your chest swollen
  I'm erect chokin, squeeze till yo neck broken
  My gun, my clip, my bullet we all like rough
  When I shoot you gonna fall like the season after summer
  
  [Fatal]
  I'm forced to step up, when death crep up
  My diamonds shine for any kind that wanna try to get they rep' up
  Two in place, hit em, get em, make em bounce for 'Pac and Yak
  Amerikkkaz most wanted Now the feds wanna jock a lot
  Nigga, this the Outlawz; ain't nobody holding us back
  They cancel shows They knowing we explode on tracks
  Abusive Come find the firearms for this new shit
  Get thirty different names and get Kadafi, still can't do shit
  I serve ya clique Ya Mack I got the urge to spit Ya never heard of this shit
  Verbally I'm murderous
  They broke us up and they broke us slanging coke like a loc'ster
  I see death around the corner, with two nines in my holster
  The cognac sipper big barrels by my zipper
  And I ain't trying to miss ya when I'm tipsy of the liquor
  I'm controversial, you overrated like Herschel I refuse to go commercial
  They say patience is the virtue
  I can't help if my squad up against all odds
  After shows you get robbed, for my niggaz that died
  I run ya town like Emmett, only 5 minute tenet
  Outlaw general, I'm Makaveli lieutenant
  War tactics
  
  Chorus
  

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