War Lyrics - Ballers - 504 Boyz

(chorus: repeat 2X) 

Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust 

When there's beef best believe we bust 

We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here 

Pure, uncut, raw butter over here 

(Yukon) 

Yo you see the game getting better this year 

They done put P with Afficial something better in here 

I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been 

Somethin out they price range 

Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend 

Where we at, in a league of our own 

And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home 

So they can see the goods I got 

About how there's one in every neighborhood 

Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks 

You know it ain't too hard to tell 

That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail 

And if he down then his book's healthy 

You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy 

Beef ain't a problem with us now 

And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound 

And let em think they playin with that 

And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back 

(chorus) 

(Desperado) 

I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin 

Used to fuck average bitches now the stars is looking 

Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face 

Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe 

I go to court the judge dropping the case 

No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place 

And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised 

Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge 

And age the major reason why they can't believe it 

But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it 

But they don't catch it till a year later 

Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield 

Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will 

Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield 

Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time 

But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga 

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(S-Flames) 

I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops 

Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top 

I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters 

Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water 

Why you just try to send your man to merc me 

You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes 

I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one 

See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son 

You fucked up comin strong with the GOAT 

Getting killed with no money now you dead broke 

If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight 

Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night 

Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth 

Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house 

Game over, Afficial in here 

I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga 

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(Curren$y) 

Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes 

A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right 

Same hits over the celly, sit back and write 

They only found half of ya so your casket lite 

Now your body real easy to carry 

These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married 

2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile 

With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial 

Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales 

Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale 

If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail 

A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell 

Man y'all niggas just beginners 

I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center 

Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners 

Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter 

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