392nxrco - Drug Wars Lyrics

Bitch, I be sippin' on that mud
Ran off with a FOUR, I just run off on the plug
Karo, finesse, bitch, all I do is jugg
I got niggas get you murked just for the f*ckin drugs
I be sippin' on that juice
I just hopped up out the coupe
And my nigga got that motherf*ckin' Glock on his hip
And that shit ready, finna f*ckin' shoot
I just left the crib, I was f*ckin' on your bitch
Ridin' with the 30, bitch, I never leave the stick
If he f*ckin' with the gang, we gon' get that nigga hit
I'm not f*ckin' with these niggas, bitch, I'm feelin' like I'm hick
If it ain't GPR, I ain't f*ckin' with your clique
If it ain't GPR, lil' nigga, you's a bitch

Nigga, you's a bitch, I'ma get you f*ckin' murked
4-5 deep, put a nigga on the shirt
We gon' pack it, lil' nigga, if he step on the turf
Got a big-ass gun, lil' nigga, don't get hurt
Put a bullet in your head, do a nigga like he Kurt
I'ma hop in a whip, air it out, then I skirt
I'm a real f*ckin' drug dealer, bitch, I'm servin' pills
Put a bullet in that nigga, man, that shit gave me chills
I'll get a nigga knocked for them motherf*ckin' bills
I'ma hide that shit like it's hidden in the hills, bitch

Nxrco get him gone with a word
One night stand, you gettin' kicked to the curb
Had to hit the bitch, she was gettin' on my nerves
Hella action in the trap like a motherf*ckin' verb
Lil' nigga with the Glock, lil' bitch, I'ma splurge
Sirvo buenas pastillas bitch, I'm servin' hella birds
Got an M16, finna shoot up the trap
I really live this life, lil' nigga, f*ck rap