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War Outside 1 by TRAP

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War Outside 1 by TRAP - Trap,both vocals music cover art

War Outside 1

Trap,both vocals

0:002:32
Lyrics
Description
(verse)
Finally, I drove up through Rossdale Projects.
Me and Bunz used to hang out there back in the days.
That's where all the bitches was.
Yo, when I walked through, I saw my man Shorty out there pumping.
Shorty was like 12 going on 20.
A real loser type nigga, you know?
No hope for the future at all.
To him, it just wasn't realistic that he was ever going to make it out the projects.
And he was right.
(chorus)
Oh, oh. Get a nigga touch, chop a yank,
And when I pull up, toe tagging body bags.
Catch a opp and feed his chest up.
Inhaling all the smoke, sliding crazy, trying to chucks up.
Read the whole game, this shit crazy, I can't say much.
Repressing on these niggas in the field, two, two, three, cut.
I'll niggas speakin' on the net, keep the same love.
Fuck a I-rap, pull in skits, fuck your team up.
(verse)
Got murder on my mind, bitch, I'm geek, I can't sleep much.
Fuck the chop, just squeeze the whole drop.
Call the body, another time.
Bitch, we outside, blocking shots to touch his body.
Ops can't slide, fuck, cut, can't rely.
Trying to see his momma cry over that fuck boy ride.
That guy's still burning. Shit's just getting hot. See?
Let's go, push it down. You know what I'm saying? Why?
Mad niggas is dying. Fuck, we're gone soon. Why?
(chorus)
Mad niggas is dying. Fuck, we're gone soon.
War outside, opposition duck and hide.
Sliding bolt, blue pride. The 9-1-4 on me live.
Game tribe, army stripes. Copped the pen and did time.
4-2-R, main line. Pelican Bay for me, crime.
Still slim, still shine. Me brother just owe me mine.
Still pushing that media. Block baby pass. I'm going in.
My young guns is meaner. It's a war outside. Better change your demeanor.
(bridge)
We a blue beam. Everything good. Manny, I'm teaming up.
Jump off the porch with the business. Slick with Mackie. No lenient.
He the chief. I'm the lieutenant. South side, no beginner.
But what you niggas wishing? It's all gang, no distance.
It's all gang, no distance.