Fiend - War Wounds lyrics

[Master P] Every soldier got a story to tell [Fiend] I done been through it all Don't ask the way I shoot cuz I done shot (uggh) Put a tank on my block Fiend gone get the scene hot Greens and rocks Burnin' flesh Have you ever smelled n***a? Been tapped up, ready to die from mail n***as Straight goin' to hell But livin' the dirty, dirty Havin' yah mama worry That (?) Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that I done asked for my life, and right there was laughed at But when I backtracked, (?) Blast back Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that But fact is you don't f**in' choose yo' wars Or be like me muthaf**a and do it with two guns [Hook--Master P x3] Check my war wounds (uggggh) My war wounds (ugggh) Every soldier got a story to tell [Master P] My adversarys get popped Got me runnin' from cops The ghetto life be a dime Got me carryin' two Glocks My enemies is bad Chop limes of gra** Drive-bys and rags And representin' red and blue flags See I got fools from the ghetto Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals My evidence is satus with hoes Bloody Polos Pullin' in car do's And cut up Jabos [Hook--Master P x2] [Silkk the Shocker] I'm down tah blast for my homies And cash for my homies Even if I'm old G I'll be down to ride and die If the hood call me That's why I be hustin' every day Could you imagine me with no stash? Like a bank with no cash Tryna' drive a car with no gas And f** one day with no tag? Shotgun with no cla** Window with no gla** Or all you girls with no a** See I'm a risky rider Caliope crawler A Down South Hustla Plus a head buster from New Orleans See I gotta be a paid n***a A made n***a Be the n***a to bust yo' sh** And the n***a tah be the grave digga See my tattoos reveal some of the sh** I done did But the move of other n***as that bout it Feel the sh** I do just tah live See I been scared, popped at, and shot at But I live an eye for eye So the enemies I ain't forgot that [Hook--Master P x2] [Mystikal] It's real, sh**'s real check my war wounds This here real life, ain't no f**in' cartoons I'm the Saudi Arabian d**h k**in' veteran on the tube Either me or you right here Come back and hang out in my room I done shot my rifle, trained to k** Got blood on my fatiques Once you in ain't no turnin' back Lay yo' a** over seas Might as well handle your business There's no overcome to this sh** Be on yo' Ps and Qs n***a Don't cry like no b**h You see a weak n***a, that's a beat n***a And f** a stead n***a, that's a dead n***a Tell my mama not to worry bout me why I'm gone If I die b**h, box me up and ship me back home Bury me in the N.O. with my stripes on my chest Tell them muthaf**as that I did my best Middle finga pointin' sayin' f** Iraq If you don't believe me check my combat patch [Hook--Master P x3] [Snoop Dogg] I got a muthaf**in' story to tell n***a, n***a what? A muthaf**in' story to tell (What?) Fool, I got a muthaf**in' story tah tell And every n***a in the jail cell knows it well I shank n***as, bank n***as Do mo' fo' show Seven cluckas, fake dough Stayin' way cut throat I hang out, slang out, at hotel rooms Up all night gettin' in gun fights I strike my head on the wall Seven Eight ward Eastside, rollin' dubs Call me big Snoop Dogg Follow me, and you'll see how Gs move It's written on my face I takes my war wounds Been around drama since me and my mama Use to listen to oldies That's why I'm so old G Look, when half of you n***as couldn't come outside When ya'll was learnin how tah sing I was learnin' how tah bang and ride Fo' sho' bro, I told yah Im'a gangsta soulja, blowin' doja What a story tah tell..