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KE2REAL - WAR FA 3 Lyrics



KE2REAL - WAR FA 3 Lyrics




Run it Trell
Say lil bitch, you know it's up for three
Man they my brother, so you know I slang that iron
Say, bitch, I'ma go crazy, I'ma pop out for mine

Say, bitch, slang them cutters, man, hit him in his spine
Hit him three times for three, man, you know that equal nine
Say, bitch, you a pussy man, you gon' get your issue
Clap his f*ckin' ass, his mama snot all on the tissue

Man, your mama raised a bitch, ain't nobody gon' miss you
Come f*ck with me, nigga, let me show you what you that shit do
You should've never f*cked with my people, cause you know it's war behind em'
Send my demons outside, man, you know they gon' find em

And they really bout that shit, bitch, you know they gon' cut em
Man, they took three from me, so you know we screamin' f*ck em
Man, girl, you raised a pussy, man, I see who he get it from
Bet I take his life right now, bitch, y'all ain't gon' f*ckin' come

And I ain't with all that talkin', I don't care bout where y'all from
I wanna see y'all pop y'all shit, but y'all ain't gon' do nothin
And you probably feelin' special, cause your hands up on a gun
If I popped up on you right now, bitch, you would've hide and run

Man, you can't run forever, cause I know that pussy tired
We gon' find out where you hide, so you must intend on dying
For you nigga that let my brother die, I'ma find your momma crib,
I'ma roll up with a freezer and put some ice up on that bitch

You's a pussy, bitch, how you sit in that jail cell with that bitch
You used my brother, and I'ma get you for that shit
My brother was the realest out of all you fake bitches
He would've ride or die for yall, that's what yall failed to mention

Man, y'all did him down, bad man, y'all set him up
I ain't playin' no games, y'all better put your guns up
Somebody kill me now, cause I'm comin' for y'all head
Man, I don't give a f*ck, I want all you pussy niggas dead

Make him catch that heat, man, hit him with that lead
Man, I ain't with all that talking, I'ma stand on what I said
I'ma stand on what I said, put that bread up on your head
I don't give no f*ck, bitch, I want your ass dead

Long live three
Long live Tre
Tat his body on the corner
Make em come and pick it up

Make em come and pick it up
Bitch, I really don't give no f*ck
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Run it Trell
Say lil bitch, you know it's up for three
Man they my brother, so you know I slang that iron
Say, bitch, I'ma go crazy, I'ma pop out for mine

Say, bitch, slang them cutters, man, hit him in his spine
Hit him three times for three, man, you know that equal nine
Say, bitch, you a pussy man, you gon' get your issue
Clap his f*ckin' ass, his mama snot all on the tissue

Man, your mama raised a bitch, ain't nobody gon' miss you
Come f*ck with me, nigga, let me show you what you that shit do
You should've never f*cked with my people, cause you know it's war behind em'
Send my demons outside, man, you know they gon' find em

And they really bout that shit, bitch, you know they gon' cut em
Man, they took three from me, so you know we screamin' f*ck em
Man, girl, you raised a pussy, man, I see who he get it from
Bet I take his life right now, bitch, y'all ain't gon' f*ckin' come

And I ain't with all that talkin', I don't care bout where y'all from
I wanna see y'all pop y'all shit, but y'all ain't gon' do nothin
And you probably feelin' special, cause your hands up on a gun
If I popped up on you right now, bitch, you would've hide and run

Man, you can't run forever, cause I know that pussy tired
We gon' find out where you hide, so you must intend on dying
For you nigga that let my brother die, I'ma find your momma crib,
I'ma roll up with a freezer and put some ice up on that bitch

You's a pussy, bitch, how you sit in that jail cell with that bitch
You used my brother, and I'ma get you for that shit
My brother was the realest out of all you fake bitches
He would've ride or die for yall, that's what yall failed to mention

Man, y'all did him down, bad man, y'all set him up
I ain't playin' no games, y'all better put your guns up
Somebody kill me now, cause I'm comin' for y'all head
Man, I don't give a f*ck, I want all you pussy niggas dead

Make him catch that heat, man, hit him with that lead
Man, I ain't with all that talking, I'ma stand on what I said
I'ma stand on what I said, put that bread up on your head
I don't give no f*ck, bitch, I want your ass dead

Long live three
Long live Tre
Tat his body on the corner
Make em come and pick it up

Make em come and pick it up
Bitch, I really don't give no f*ck
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Writer: Keosha Gallien
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Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Keosha Gallien

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