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Hook: It`s a World War Three, nigga Fuckin` wit me, nigga My niggas wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga World War Three nigga, Fuckin` wit me, nigga My niggas wit it, wit it, WB bitch
It`s a World War Three nigga, fuckin` wit Gotti boy I`m bout to separate yo soul from yo body boy I got that chopper boy, coming through yo block boy And you can`t stop us boy, betta call the coppers boy My niggas wit it, wit it Money, we get it, get it I see my target, regardless I hit it, hit it Bullets ain`t got no name Gotti ain`t playin` games Gotti don`t buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim Situations don`t matter, put yo head on a platter Catch the cut then bitch, I shed, born, and rattle Got on yo head, feel you ready, got on yo best? You say you beefin` wit Gotti you livin` then you blessed Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a revolution I ain`t gone chill, until I get a execution Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a revolution I ain`t gone chill, until I get a execution
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So you say you want to break the law What about when I break your jaw? What about, when I come through your hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my people, stuntin` wit a Sod-Off I say you want to think, before you do that You don`t really want to see me run through that I`m screamin out Gotti, before I got him so why you screamin` "Who that?" You say you want to wild out But you don`t want to foul out What the fuck you thinkin` bout? See you fuckin` wit a block burner, when shit get hot it melt, ain`t no tellin` how it turn out I`m bringin` fame to the streets in a proper way Represent I&E each and every day Yo Gotti, motherfucker, what the fuck you say? My grill ain`t real, my shit don`t shine in your face How many niggas had six figgas, besides Jigga Before the rap game came, me and my niggas Representin` down south Wit plat up in our mouth Shit, bricks, and chips is what I`m all about Say it again Rewind the shit, Play it again,???, ???, record again Cause you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war again
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I scream attention! (WHO?) If you a I&E solider pay attention! (WHY?) Cause it`s some serious shit I`m bout to mention! (WHAT?) Go and get that nigga, so I can lynch him! (WHO?) Don`t ever join my team and try to exit (BITCH) That`s like having a Lexus and won`t flex it (BITCH) I know you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH) It`s all about the sign around my necklace (BITCH) You reckless (BITCH) You had the advantage Now you can`t do nothing, but panic Like a hoe, wanting it rough, but you too romantic I`m the number one writer Who say that they tighter? That`s just like bringing a fight, up out of a fighter Trick, I`m ready for it, never `noid, so energetic And with that slick shit you pull, you make me feel disrespected It`s a World War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boy I ain`t no studio gangsta I bring the drama boy
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