Crime Mob Featuring Lil Scrappy Go To War lyrics

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war, I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Yea, I was born military, thuggin' nigga ever since
Mama taught a young nigga to gon' and get that presidence
Ballin' on ya residence but I'm still thuggin' tho
Got dem crack fans standin' around like a rock show

Just bought a dime, now they screaming out fa 5-0
Dime piece collection in the Tec I got the air hole
What you looking at me for 'cause I'm on that drank hoe
And I'm gone off some that mission impossible

I'm flexible, I still can move through traffic
If I get into it with one of ya bastards I'm'a let you have it
Go reach fo' one of my gadgets take the pen out of the cannon
You'll be dead in a casket mama, thinkin' was that for strappin'

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Look, any motherfucker step up
Get wet up, guaranteed to feel the heat
Well I'm packin lotta stackin' attackin'
Smackin crack in da cap in yo' team in deep

Always bustin' up clips
You bleed keep a nigga down on his knees
When you mess wit little Diamond
So shinin' and blindin' grindin' fryin' hoes cowardly

All you bitches 'bout dancing' me
Ain't none of y'all my homie
We bringin' the Tony Montana's
And hammers and banners that's hard to beat

I got that shit you need just like the air you breathe

My lyrical spirits are critical miracle burn like gasoline
Im slick as vaseline put a look in the must homie
Im the realist appealist that's trillest, that's illest that's on the scene

Yea hoe, I'm running thangs, 'cause now I'm in the game
Ball that hoop and switch and shootin' like LeBron James

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Ughh, I pimp tight like MJG body, body like Master P
Showin' out in the parkin' lot
BKA Young Pimp C, AKA Sweet Jones
Change my name to Tony Snow, love a crow
Came off whippin' snow in a Pyrex bowl

My car dangerous, hit it with the sprite
Hittin' 10 in a Benz truck full of work, nothin' but white
Gettin' hot on the street lights Rolls Royce
Not the motor bikes

Not a lover just a Mac, dump the sack, I drip the lac' I
If you know like I know bitch, you wouldn't be sayin' that
Monkey talk get people killed, I spend ya Kool-Aid pack
If you if you not willin' to see me, best not say my name
We ain't got no time to be guessin' and playin' no pussy games

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car

Poppin' pills, workin' wood wheel
Fuck where ya from and fuck how ya feel
If you wanna go to war I'll take ya to war
I gotta AK-47 and a chick in the car