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And I am coming with the range
Not calling no names on P
But this them same boys they said would never reach the key
Met Mister E. and him and me decided we could win
We flipped the script and we bout to be legal kingpins
Up in the wind
That message sent from old Savannah
They down with me so I ainæ° got to call Atlanta
But if I do it ainæ° nothing but even worse for you
Go call your soldiers
Tell them to bring the hearse for you
Just call me and tell Peter I be the Peter of the cipher
Down South Georgia Boy
Pastor Troy pass the rifle
Any rival ainæ° no rival lest we make the rivalry
Having problems with my rifle
Yæll watch yæll enemies
Well cause
War has been declared
Whatæ¯ up
Cuz war has been declared
Whatæ¯ up
Cuz war has been declared
Whatæ¯ up
What yæll gone do
What yæll gone do
Chorus: And I declare war
For my whole number connected
Bout to give life to all you punks
Yæll talk, we pop the trunk
Picture me and mine drunk
And crunk up cuz we mad
Ainæ° never had before we hooked
Time to pull a kick doe
Negro we wrote the hook
Shook the dice up
The price I pay
My navy still my bill
Say yall want to go to war
And thatæ¯ ok cause now will
You know we filthy
Because to us no love was given
Somebodyæ¯ gone come up missing
Drooooom, die quickly
Chorus: I declare war
And I declare war
- Album:
- War In ATL
- Crown Royal 4 (Mixtape)
- Welcome to the Rap Game
- The Streets Need You
- The Last Outlaw
- Attitude Ad
- Still Troy
- H.N.I.C.
- Feel Me Or Kill Me
- Ready For War
- Attitude Adjuster
- Miscellaneous
- Pastor Troy For President
- Tool Muziq
- Face Off
- G.I. Troy - Strictly 4 My Soldiers
- Zero Tolerence
- Attitude Adjuster 2
- Face Off, Part II
- Face Off, Pt. 2 (Chopped & Screwed)