Yeah! yeah! Right back niccas huh?!
Yeah that bounce we needya know
Marcy where we at huh? Right here
Let me hear some new shityeah niggaz
Just Blaze you a muhfucker wit these beats boy
Let me hold it down thoughyo

Verse
Let the hood knowthat Bleek ain t changed
Anywhere in the worldI don t tuck the chain
And I walk likeyeah I need the cane/caine
But dawg that s the shottytrust me I ain t playing
WarI m ready for it to go there
Anybody that know me know I love when it go there
Dawgand yeah that s wassup
Four dimesall mine nigga that s wassup
Yeahwifey wanna curse me out
You won t get me cause the chain s like it s workin out
But E s - still wit the Roc-A-Fella gang hoe
Whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne
Top come offtop stay onwhatever
Got rid of the five I don t like the leathers niggas!
Six is bettermore room and there s more wood to cover my interior

Chorus - repeat 2x
This is war! Enough of them words we wan t war!
You throw a couple of shotswe throw more!
You gettin that moneywe got more!
We got more niggathis is war!

Verse
I warned herman should not fear man
If you violate man then you die by hand
And it should be finebehanded that man
That man I am and you don t understand
But I hear the talking like "Bleek where you been?"
It s unfortunate I m in beef again huh
Niggaz is rappin and clappin I m still laughin
Sat back in my hood and tried to live average
But - you still want me to bang at em
Stack lil papersend a lil gang at em
But I see you wanna stop my chill
Trips to oddy earthmeetings wit McNeil
Or - round table meeting wit Hov
You want me in the hood still over that stove
NiggaI got soldiers in Droves
It ain t nothing to a boss we ll go in your clothes nigga

Chorus

Verse
This is - not for childrennot for lames
Only for real niggaz that can feel what I m saying
If it s - too blatant then it s not for you
You do a hitthrow up laterit s not for you
So - just quit you bitchmaking me sick
You never pimped you only friendly wit chicks and
I ve been away for a minute
Jay beat up the drum now they whinin like women
I m right back niccawhere you at nicca?
Keep the mac niggaspit it like that nigga
And I tried to chilleven though
I got to spit everyday like I ain t signed a deal nigga!
Mama s still in the hoodwork steel in defense
I got a flow like I m still on the bench nigga
Got a delivery like Sunday s paper
I lay that down and I get that paper nigga!

Chorus

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