
Prepare For War Young Buck
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[Hook]
I got UZI's, and AK's of plenty
I got gadgets and grenades galore
Everynight I make sure that im ready
And prepare for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's
Automatics and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me make sure your ready
And prepare for war
[Verse]
I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and some young niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your head
Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and start shootin up his friends
I dont know nothin but guns, I dont hold nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with dreads
Do what I said, I come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its like death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare
Is you scared?, I can see the fear in your eyes
When we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise
I got UZI's, and AK's of plenty
I got gadgets and grenades galore
Everynight I make sure that im ready
And prepare for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's
Automatics and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me make sure your ready
And prepare for war
[Verse]
I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and some young niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your head
Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and start shootin up his friends
I dont know nothin but guns, I dont hold nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with dreads
Do what I said, I come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its like death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare
Is you scared?, I can see the fear in your eyes
When we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise
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