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Artiste : Stunna Gambino
Titre : Warzone
(Andyr)

[ Stunna Gambino]
I´m from that warzone
Oh, oh, I made a promise to myself, I´ma represent the trenches ´til we all on, uh (All on)

Oh, oh, I made a promise to my demons, we gon´ keep on spinnin´, spinnin´ ´til they all gone, uh (All gone)
Oh, oh, I been caught up in my feelings, you ain´t here, it be fucking with my hormones (Hormones)
Oh, oh, I, oh, I, uh, uh

[Stunna Gambino]
My diamonds ring around the rosie, cup full of codeine
Brand-new big old 40, put it to his dome piece
Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out, then I smack him
How the fuck I run out of bullets, but you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp? I never seen you, boy, you chattin´

Wrote this shit in blood, big old Bs, bitch, what´s brackin´?
Brackin´, pull up in that⁠ , make you vanish

[Stunna Gambino]
Body-ody (Boom)
They keep mentionin´ my name like I won´t put ´em in the grave, oh my (Oh my)
They gon´ make me catch a body-ody
I spent fifty on this chain just to hide all of my pain, oh why? (I got VVs all around my body)
I be preachin´ to they souls, give ´em somethin´ to relate
I ain´t recognize my brother, seen that hate all in his face
He went and jeopardized my loyalty, I turned that shit to hate
I know a nigga who pop Percs just to get by through the day

I´m from that warzone, uh
I seen a nigga lose his life, it was external bleeding
Uh, uh, I´m from that warzone
Uh, I seen this shit with my own eyes, I can´t even make believe it
Intoxicatin´ my body, I don´t really need it (Need it)
Bought my lil´ brother a Moncler, you should´ve seen him cheesin´ (Cheesin´)
My mama told me stay away from that corner, but I ain´t listen
He caught a headshot from that Glock, ain´t find a witness (Boom, boom)

[ Stunna Gambino]
I´m from that warzone
Oh, oh, I made a promise to myself, I´ma represent the trenches ´til we all on, uh (All on)

Oh, oh, I made a promise to my demons, we gon´ keep on spinnin´, spinnin´ ´til they all gone, uh (All gone)
Oh, oh, I been caught up in my feelings, you ain´t here, it be fucking with my hormones (Hormones)
Oh, oh, I, oh, I, uh, uh

[Stunna Gambino]
My diamonds ring around the rosie, cup full of codeine
Brand-new big old 40, put it to his dome piece
Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out, then I smack him
How the fuck I run out of bullets, but you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp? I never seen you, boy, you chattin´

Wrote this shit in blood, big old Bs, bitch, what´s brackin´?
Brackin´, pull up in that⁠ , make you vanish

[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Look, shoot like Curry, holdin´ steady, uh
Turn around after my shot like I already know it´s wetty
I told lil´ bro, "Keep one up top," he like, "I know already"
Way more money than my opps, so that shit gives me leverage
Okay, I´m deady, but I´m ready, sorry if I´m heavy
Me and my niggas stickin´ together like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
All I do is pass this to my left side like I´m a lefty

I´m tryna fuck you and your friends, I hope you don´t regret it
She´s takin´ off my Tommies, huh?
Fuckin´ on your baby mommy, keep the Tommy with me
Bullet make your head bob, huh?
Put you right up on that t-shirt, ain´t no politickin´
I love all my bros, free my savages until it´s backwards
I can´t be lackin´, I´m reactin´ before your reaction
I could´ve black smoked that nigga, but I don´t do backstabbin´
If he turn into a snake, wait ´til he eat the rat, look
Desert Eagle show that nigga how to fuckin´ backflip

I´m anemic, I keep heat on me for cold reactions
In the sky, but just in case it ain´t no way to clap him
It´s a warzone back home, I swear

[Stunna Gambino]
Ring around the rosie, cup full of codeine
Brand-new big old 40, put it to his dome piece
Ashes, ashes, turn that boy to ashes
If I run out of bullets, take the clip out, then I smack him
How the fuck I run out of bullets, but you still up in that casket?
How the fuck is you my opp? I never seen you, boy, you chattin´
Wrote this shit in blood, big old Bs, bitch, what´s brackin´?
Brackin´, pull up in that⁠ , make you vanish