War Time

[Intro: PGF Mooda]
Go, go, go, go
It's a war time
On gang

[Chorus: PGF Mooda]
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

[Verse: PGF Nuk]
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

[Chorus: PGF Mooda]
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