War Ready Lyrics - Unotheactivist

[Chorus: Warhol.ss] 

What, what 

Trips 'round town, keep it by the muscle 

Real street nigga, all I know is hustle 

Mind still rollin', codeine when I'm buzzin' 

Talk steady with me, bark and get bit 

Couple hoes with you, but they all hit 

Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics 

Your bitch poppin' out, know she doin' dick 

What, what 

I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab 

Work it like a stain, I can't get attached 

Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch 

Born so official, raised like a champ 

Certified, nigga, hit it with a stamp 

Catch a nigga slippin', light him like a lamp 

War ready, leave a nigga real damp 

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[Verse 1: Warhol.ss & UnoTheActivist] 

What, what 

Speakin' of demons, I roll with a couple 

Got 500 shooters, they ready to rumble 

He buildin' a empire, we make it crumble 

That chopper go off, make a lil nigga shuffle 

Say he want smoke, nigga, don't make me chuckle 

I walk with a needle, we bustin' these bubbles 

We walk in with .30s, won't see us in [?] 

Ooh, bitch, he see us, he in trouble 

Double tap him, I believe he seein' double 

Beat him 'til I see the bone from the knuckle 

Knuck if you buck, but, lil nigga, do not buckle 

Ooh, what, Pillsbury Dough 

Only see the money, damn, it make me choke 

See with your bitch in NOBU, I'm a sucker 

Suck on this dick, bring the head in like a huddle 

Ooh, woah, hit her from the back 

Ay, woah, make her pull up covers 

He informin', I don't talk to undercovers 

NLMB, nigga, never leave my brothers 

Woah, prayin' for my niggas 

Know they go through struggles 

Fuckin' on that ho and pass it to my brother 

Chopper on me, hit that nigga and he stumbled 

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[Chorus: Warhol.ss] 

What, what 

Trips 'round town, keep it by the muscle 

Real street nigga, all I know is hustle 

Mind still rollin', codeine when I'm buzzin' 

Talk steady with me, bark and get bit 

Couple hoes with you, but they all hit 

Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics 

Your bitch poppin' out, know she doin' dick 

What, what 

I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab 

Work it like a stain, I can't get attached 

Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch 

Born so official, raised like a champ 

Certified, nigga, hit it with a stamp 

Catch a nigga slippin', light him like a lamp 

War ready, leave a nigga real damp 

[Verse 2: UnoTheActivist & Warhol.ss] 

Damn, assault rifles in the minivan 

Shh, ooh 

Movin' bodies in a minivan 

She ain't hard, she just a mini tan 

He ain't heard, he just a minute man 

My niggas on the beat like Timberland 

Feelin' the heat, I keep cool like a ceiling fan 

Mystery Van what we sittin' in 

Woah, woah, breakin' her back 

Ay, she just might need a chiropractor 

These niggas talk for they health 

But I never see action like he a real actor 

Oh, woah, scrape it like Peewee 

Ay, water my neck like a Fiji 

Water lil pussy, she fuck up the sheets 

Breakin' the huddle, we play for the keeps 

Can't see these niggas like Stevie Wonder 

Wonder if you ever seen a dead body wanderin', ooh 

Sometimes I wonder if this life is worth sufferin' 

Bullets gon' come fly in flurries 

If this shit stop, it's 'cause my gun bufferin' 

If I got beef with a nigga then I'm not gon' take that shit publicly 

Fuck with Mr. T 

[Chorus: Warhol.ss] 

Trips 'round town, keep it by the muscle 

Real street nigga, all I know is hustle 

Mind still rollin', codeine when I'm buzzin' 

Talk steady with me, bark and get bit 

Couple hoes with you, but they all hit 

Gang ridin' with me, take a couple pics 

Your bitch poppin' out, know she doin' dick 

What, what 

I can't feel the pain, but I'm on a tab 

Work it like a stain, I can't get attached 

Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch 

Born so official, raised like a champ 

Certified, nigga, hit it with a stamp 

Catch a nigga slippin', light him like a lamp 

War ready, leave a nigga real damp