God's Warrior Lyrics - Tee Grizzley

You know everything you niggas say be fakes man like 

I hope they don't play this shit in court one day 

If you look up some of the stories in my city 

You will see the relation between the music 

Everybody with me clumsy, we all be droppin' shit 

Droppin' niggas, droppin' icy kids 

Fuck a bitch, drop her at her momma crib 

Not with the gossipin', we do that robbin' shit 

Any means, I'm gon' eat 

Slide with the tank on full (Yeah) 

Leave with the Glock on E 

I got a K, it hold 100 

But I got lazy, only put 90 

Money make your whole team vanish 

That's a paper trick, Origami 

I be dolo, don't need a posse 

If you got the wave, I got the tsunami 

Chain hit like Ike Turner (What else?) 

But I don't beat bitches, I beat burgers 

I just bust a chain reaction just to stomp a nigga in Versace 

Call me Martin, I stay with the Tommy 

You lookin' for me, pussy come find me 

And I'm not gon' snatch your chain, I'm gon' take it off politely 

So when I go back to sell it, it's not damaged, not even slightly 

Raised around killers, that's how I'm cut 

Found out where he stay, don't shoot the house up 

Lay in they bushes 'til your legs lock up 

Whoever walk outside first, drop some 

Lift that chopper up, go nuts (Go nuts) 

That was his momma, so what? (Fuck it) 

Nigga that's your fault, we wanted your blood 

And your bitch take dick like a grownup 

I'm a product of them streets (Yeah) 

Sharks and hustlers, I'm from the D (Yeah) 

Bring a nigga to the feast (Yeah), we not stingy, homie eat 

He get greedy, put him to sleep 

They gotta identify him by his teeth 

We gon' kill you if you freeze 

When your job was to squeeze, nigga 

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I got an Uzi and sound like, boom! (Ooh) 

I got a Draco and it sound like, boom! (Sheesh) 

Knock your shit open, the bullets explosive 

Fall and you getting stood-over (Come here) 

Can't run out of bullets in a shootout 

Taking my time counting as I'm blowin' 

Yeah, drumsticks, bitch our size AR's, we a little band 

Rapper diss me, I'm at every show like I'm his biggest fan 

Hollows in that Sprinter Van gon leave somebody crippled, man 

You see your DJ brain come through his head 

You'll turn religious, man 

Having my way, him see us up at the range, that's practice, okay? 

Dead bodies in the hood, pour acid on it for rapid decay 

Granny don't even know the savage she raised, nigga 

(Savage she raised, nigga) 

Ayy, 200k get you took off the planet today, nigga (Holy water) 

Ayy, nigga hoes, I don't feel 'em (Feel 'em) 

Cut his head like a dick, let his homeboys deal him (Bitch) 

Fuck who rockin' with him 

Catch his bitch at the mall while she shoe shopping, nigga 

Don't let him dive, just shoot out the windows, that's how I'm coming 

(That's how I'm coming) 

You not faster than no bullets, why is you running? 

(Fuck is you runnin'?) 

I be talking to my Glock like, you be bugging 

(Bitch you be trippin') 

I put Forgi's on my drop, them bitches rubbin' (Skrrt skrrt) 

They like, Grizzley, bro you rich, why is you thugging? 

(Why am I thugging?) 

Big Meech was rich, ain't nobody asked him why was he hustling 

(Why was he hustling?) 

What y'all need to ask is these niggas why they be bluffing 

(Fake ass niggas) 

Took my FN off my hip like, You've been summoned (Bop!) 

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