Duce - Warrior

(Haan)
(Let's get right to it, uh yea)
They heard we mopping so now niggas cautious
Might catch you slipping just watch where you walking
I never like how these bitches be talking
I kick 'em out, got 'em calling me spartan
Uh yea, they got me started
Make it look easy, they thinking we sparring
Said he want smoke, what the fuck, he retarded
Bro walk down with a bulldog, barking
She tell me she wanna drive the boat
I tell that bitch "I'm the captain"
Shawty was suckin' and gaggin'
So after we done, I ain't passing none
We brought them sticks, so you can get hit
They think them niggas play madden
I put 'em down then bro put 'em up
We turned that boy to a fraction
Say if it's smoke, I ain't droppin' no diss song
Mention my folks and ya block gettin' spent on
I hit a lick in the drought, tryna get on
I put my dick in the mouth that you kiss on
I call Yan, Maal, Phil
We bouta bomb, naw forreal
These niggas act like they hard to kill
They only tough when they off a pill
I'm the type nigga to chalk a deal
Cause they tried to play me and off a mil
"Like what the fuck they thought this was, come the fuck on"
(Uh Yea) these niggas trippin'
They must ain't know that the youngin' a ticket
Bitch I'm the hottest, you think it's a problem then try it
If not, nigga fuck how you feeling (uh yea)
We got them sticks, lacrosse
Run up and we gotta pitch the ball
Shooter gon' pick 'em off
I don't think you niggas wan get involved
I know we piss 'em off
They like them young niggas gettin' off
I treat these hoes like a pick and roll
Watch how I dish 'em off
Why the fuck niggas want smoke with us
Fuck it we getting 'em fried when we rolling up
Not tryna talk cause he know wassup
He got a show well let's slide, we gon' open up
Shots hit his stomach now that nigga throwin' up (ugh ugh)
Thought he was pouring up
Taliband goin' up, it ain't no holding up
Walk in that bitch, get it lit so they know it's us
I can't ride with no bitch, she got miles (tell me why)
They be milking these niggas like cows
I know niggas be talking real foul but this shit a get technical, throw in the towel
Any rapper wan put on a show, we got hollows that make niggas bend like they bowed
She on my dick, I ain't fuck in a while
She told me I get it wet like the nile
We got them glicks that a solve any issue
So don't think it's hard to get with you
Niggas keep runnin' their mouth
Shit, if you got a problem then talk it, ain't solving ya riddle
I tell bro put a check on ya head
Know them killas gon' bargain to get you
Thought it was sweet 'til he ended up dead
Pick a side, you gon' fall in the middle

Written by:
Anthony Frazier

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