Kenny Mac - War lyrics

[verse] Free my n***a knock knock he'll make ya block hot Kuddo keep a thirty, he'll take you to the top shot Juice keep a scope, he'll make ya f**ing top hot That mac, make him dance, have him skipping like hop scotch All these n***as hating, they just mad, im a hot shot Bullets lead this gun, they connect like hot spot Tryna catch a body, ima ride on the opps block Lacking with yo b**h, f** around and get your thot shot Gotta keep that pole on me, ain't no n***a roll on me Sneak dissing on the pound, then bro'nem gon' leave ya cold homie Let of hella rounds, come trhough make sh** explode homie God came and chose homie, someone should've told homie Tired of these f** n***as acting like they want war Thirty shots ain't good enough, cause I think that they want more Leave your a** left, if I catch you by that corner store Show up to your f**ing crib, bullets trhough ya front door And im so f** CMB, they know that this sh** is real All my n***as through throwing 3 for JoJoworld and aikivill n***as sends shots at my legs you ain't no k**er lets be real You gon have to send some more if you think thats gonna make me chill Sending shots im bucking sh**, FTO they ducking sh** They know my name I ain't no lame yeah I give em the flucksing sh** Catch me on the 9, with the 9, serving clucks and sh** Goofy you gon rob who? n***a you ain't touching sh** Gotta get my n***as on, n***as making diss songs I am from the pound, you gon know it after this song Lay you on the ground, we come through and your sh** wrong All I know is, street sh**, so I can't make a hit song All my n***as GDK yeah b**h we GDK n***as say they BDK now sends shots and he be erased Hollows cook a n***a, serve a n***a like he on a plate Shotgun shook a n***a blow that sh** and watch his body shake [outro] These n***as they dont want war Goofy n***as they dont want war