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Respect da Shield

作詞：Bruce Falson, Rondy Gibson, Marquinarius Sanchez Holmes, Jay Jenkins, Willie Rockett, Renaldo Whitman

You niggas wanna play, mayn?
You niggas wanna war? We'll take you to war
This tha shield mayn, C T E, mayn
You dunno whatchu fuckin' wit

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

It's the shield, who wanna problems wit' the 4 letters?
Thunder storm on you block give you bad weather
All black hoodie, all black gloves leather
Mossberg hitcha chest, lift you like a feather

And I keep a clip of young truth's fine
Bustin' at chya ass like them boys at Blood Dime
Grimin' wit it, but tha boys stay shine
Baby choppa' armor to jack it in the line

You gon' bump and I knock off you face
Witout the clippers, nigga, you can get a fresh fade
You loose lipped niggas finn' to get buttoned up
The Shield's here, nigga, time to straighten up

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

I'ma leave that man in abandon buildin', screamin' for the Lord
No feet, no hands and includin' a broken jaw
Dress you like a rapper so you don't feel left out
On the same shirt, boy, they got Kanye's chest out

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No goofy for the oozi, the semi-auto to MAC 11
A.K. 47 leave his brains on the front yard
In front of his daughter, his son or his grandpa
Homies in the street deep, lookin' like a Trump squad

I'ma kill 'em, just gimme the clip
I got blue everywhere like it's revenge of The Crips
Holes in you body the size of a Bellagio chips
Yeah, Roccett-Locs burner, boy, as hot as it gits

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

Gimme everything, nigga, this 2'11
Run upon 'em, pull the pistol out, my .87
Blood money, yeah, we cashin' out mills
Disrespect the shield and get killed

Nah, it ain't a game, dogg, it's real in the field
X amount of shells pop a nigga like a pill
Top down on the old school 'Ville
Chromed hunned spokes on the mothafuckin' wheels

Trapstar, I got work in the area
United Streets, D-Boyz of America
Betcha life dat'll Mossberg'll bury you
They gone have to call a coroner to carry you

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield

You niggas wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield