Drake - War (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Drake - War (en) Lyrics
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I don't cop things for resale, don't
do iCloud, don't do email
Feds wanna tap up man and wire
up man like Chubbs did Detail
Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale,
I was doin' dinner with Teezy
I didn't trust no one, swore gyal
line me 'cause gyal too greazy
Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit
Nike, sweatsuit DG
If man get beaky, ring ring, call
up GiGi, do him up neatly
Used to look up to a man from certain
ends with tune on repeat
Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til
man got pinched and man went PC
Man went PC just like Dell and
Windows, some man been those
Before I was ever around Kendall's,
I was at ends though,
dreamin' up Enzos
The woman I do end up with has to
be a bad gyal just like Munchy
Can't have no pretentious ting when
I know this road gets bumpy
Word to the broski Jay, he got different
names in different countries
Three waps in the whip, when
we beat that case, where
man live way too comfy
I don't do well with people makin'
disses or makin' threats
Woi-oi, man got flown like private
jets, for way-way less
I know you try get one down on us ever
since then it's been stressed
'Cause you know the reps dem owe you
one and we always pay them debts
Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie
Pressa, I don't do no passa
Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie
ah yard and we deh pon Gaza
Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too
young at the time for slashings
You niggas spend too much time on captions,
not enough time on action
Pick one man with slaps that's rappin';
I bet he don't want no clashings
The LV pouch on chest is just for
fashion, niggas just actin'
Are you dumb or stupid? The
wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz,
headshot domazz
Just checked in at a hotel, floor
that we on got potent aromas
OVOXO link up, mandem drink
up, me and the drillers
Hawk and Sticks and Cash and
Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla
And the boy that sound like
he sang on Thriller, you
know that's been my nigga
Yeah, we just had to fix things, family,
6ix tings, we can't split up
As for the rest of the game, I'll do
man dirty, man'll get two time
To me, that's just our side, I don't
really care who rides on whose side
Ring ten shots to the poolside,
never seen none of
these grown men outside
4301 won't spare no one, niggas
gotta know about Southside
Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and
you know I'm tied up stateside
Bringin' man down when they
take sides, tryna get saved
by the bell like Bayside
Prince I carry that last name, that
shit stays on me like brand names
Jas just lined up brand new hand
tings and nice guy on a madting
Everyone I know has code names, anyone
I'm beefin' with is a no name
Niggas can't even win home
games, they just gotta fall
in line like Soul Train
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