War Time - Intellectual

[Intro: PGF Mooda]

Go, go, go, go

It's a war time

On gang

War time, grab your gun, grab your mask, it's time to do a drill

You can't hop up in this car, unless you know you got the wheel

Get the drop up on the opps, they know I'm trusty, that's my thrill

Jump out off that car and tell that switch, they know I love that feel

Every day I'm spinnin' blocks, can't get tired, they tell me "Stop''

I've been takin' risks, I'm on papers, bust through tote the Chop

He think that he flexin', Psycho Gang gon' take his necklace

I've been stackin' breads, as soon as he come out, I bet we stretch 'em

I don't diss the dead, 'cause they gon' diss the dead and we gon' catch

Shorty know my dawgs, all I gotta do is tell 'em ''Fetch 'em''

I ain't trippin' off no bitch, all these hoes know I'm pressure

Baby girl, they know I'm healthy, if you gon' slide, block your bless

Bitch what time sneakin' up on ops, I need some mo' time

He gon' see a lot of lights, but it ain't showtime

Fo'nem drop the low, so it's go time

I really blow mines

Twelve caught me with this little pipe, you really throw 9's

Bitch I play with G5's and 45's

Ayy shorty waitin' for his bus, so I got time

Kill 'em in a rush, don't give no fuck, 'cause he diss mines

How you claim the block, ain't shot at opps, you need to switch sides

Nigga

You say you ready for this war, so it's time to go

Nigga grab your gun and grab your mask, why you lookin' slow?

Niggas say they on my ass, so Imma let it show

They catch me, I can't get no pass, so Imma up this bitch and blow, go