Battlefield Lyrics

Play with the gang and get smacked

Fuck with the money get whacked

He go the court and he reenact

But this the last cheese he gone eat we gone see bout that

Cause i rep the gang and its slatt

Double back Rada aint no holding back

I’m in the trenches can’t lie in no rap

And ill set this bitch off fuck firing back

You know that my hood like a battlefield

9 trey the gang and we rather kill

Under the five like a half a mill

I grab the lean and i brack the seal

Beef with the gang push up daffodils

These niggas be broke and they have a deal

Turn the knob hit the soap and I water whip

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips

I’m from new orleans where we slaughter shit

Everyman for hisself can’t No nigga order hits

K with the hand gun a starter kit

You better have that Just for walking bitch

Gun line drumlins gun line just to go the second Line

I need a extra nine i got a sexy dime

Know that she extra fine

Met her By her sister and i brought my extra twine

I hit the pot till it lock

I hit the pot till it rock

You jumped off the porch When x got shot

And i been out here since Wayne say the block hot

If you owe me some money

Don’t spend with my younging

I promise I’m coming

Behind them blue hunnids

That stick hold a hundred

It buck when its Bussing

Like Andre Drummond ya ya ya

They don’t shot up no house where I’m from

They wait till you come out And catch you with your son

They wait till you slipping you fall when you Run

They stand over your body make sure that you done pew pew pew

You thats what we on killing for real but you won’t get no respawn

I Jumped in hottie that bitch was a neon

It didn’t have no freon we dipping With tees on

Shhh shhh

You snitch on the gang and you really a peon

These niggas be singing like Mafucking Glee on

You know that my hood like a battlefield

9 trey the gang and we rather kill

Under the five like a half a mill

I grab the lean and i brack the seal

Beef with the gang push up daffodils

These niggas be broke and they have a deal

Turn the knob hit the soap and i water whip

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips

I’m from new orleans where we slaughter shit

Everyman for hisself can’t no nigga order hits

K with the hand gun a starter kit you better have that just for walking bitch

Gun line drumlines gun line just to go the second line

I need a extra nine i got a sexy dime

Know that she extra fine

Met her by her sister and i brought my extra twine

You know that my hood like a battlefield

9 trey the gang and we rather kill

Under the five like a half a mill

I grab the lean and i brack the seal

Beef with the gang push up daffodils

These niggas be broke and they have a deal

Turn the knob hit the soap and I water whip

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips

Rap Don’t work i got quarter zips

Rap don’t work i got quarter zips