War Ready 2 Intro by Migo Domingo Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Durel]
War Ready 2
Migo Domingo
YRN The Label
And I go by the name of (DJ Durel)
Hottest motherfucker in the world nigga
(Give ‘em hell!)
We ain’t playin’ wit’ y’all niggas
Gonna let my nigga Domingo talk to these motherfuckers
Let ‘em know we war ready nigga
[Intro]
Let me tell y’all how this shit really went
Shit, y’all already know
Niggas stealin’ the dab
Niggas biting the flow
I guess they like the way we was piping that motherfucker up on stage
Cause we was just some young niggas doin’ that shit
All this motherfuckin’ gold
All these motherfuckin’ bitches
What? What?
[Verse 1: Migo Domingo]
I know everybody who seen it gon’ remember this shit
We fucked up the game (like a glitch)
Just a young nigga tryna kick doors, hit a lick
Thank god shit changed
Now a young nigga neck lookin’ like a fuckin’ brick
All these damn chains
Watch me switch lanes, had to chop the top off the brain
Pull up in the Bentley Mulsanne
Cause where I come from we had to get it off the block
24/7, nigga hustled ‘round the clock
All this damn dope, niggas call me Chris Rock
And the trap steady beating cause we serve straight drop
Got to run it up ‘til I make it to the top
Hundred round chopper, bullets coming, don’t stop
I’ma shoot the stick ‘til a nigga’s wrists lock
And the nigga can’t quit ‘til I see a body drop
These pussy ass rappers said that we ain’t from Atlanta
We don’t wanna be
These fuck niggas hatin’ that we made it out the Nawf
Got it out the streets
We the same young niggas came from kickin’ in the doors
The gang had to eat
Run up, get beat, beat a nigga’s ass on sight
A lot of y’all know it ain’t sweet
I done did a lot of shit that I really can’t admit to
Just me and John Wic, there go Mango Foo
We gon’ pull up on ‘em hanging out the window
Then a nigga let it go, had a clip full
F&N bite hard like a pitbull
RIP, give ‘em wings like a Red Bull
Chopper fold a nigga up like he flexible
Now he gotta live his life in the medical
They stealin’ the dab, they biting the flow
These niggas some bitches, these niggas some hoes
Yeah, it’s time to extortion, that’s how it goes
So you better check in, or we pull out the shows
These niggas talk shit ‘til we pull up
Hit him in the stomach nigga, call it nip tuck
Rob a nigga bare-faced, I don’t give a fuck
Send him to your bitch house, tell her wet it up
So much shit I done did living on the Nawf
I was grinding, Tony Hawk, no days off
Hit the plug, got the nigga took off
Then I hit the club, ball like the playoffs
Migo the gang, this shit is my family
Thank god for my brothers, the niggas got loyalty
We came from the dirt, now we got royalties
We slept in the bando, now we live lavishly
War Ready 2
Migo Domingo
YRN The Label
And I go by the name of (DJ Durel)
Hottest motherfucker in the world nigga
(Give ‘em hell!)
We ain’t playin’ wit’ y’all niggas
Gonna let my nigga Domingo talk to these motherfuckers
Let ‘em know we war ready nigga
[Intro]
Let me tell y’all how this shit really went
Shit, y’all already know
Niggas stealin’ the dab
Niggas biting the flow
I guess they like the way we was piping that motherfucker up on stage
Cause we was just some young niggas doin’ that shit
All this motherfuckin’ gold
All these motherfuckin’ bitches
What? What?
[Verse 1: Migo Domingo]
I know everybody who seen it gon’ remember this shit
We fucked up the game (like a glitch)
Just a young nigga tryna kick doors, hit a lick
Thank god shit changed
Now a young nigga neck lookin’ like a fuckin’ brick
All these damn chains
Watch me switch lanes, had to chop the top off the brain
Pull up in the Bentley Mulsanne
Cause where I come from we had to get it off the block
24/7, nigga hustled ‘round the clock
All this damn dope, niggas call me Chris Rock
And the trap steady beating cause we serve straight drop
Got to run it up ‘til I make it to the top
Hundred round chopper, bullets coming, don’t stop
I’ma shoot the stick ‘til a nigga’s wrists lock
And the nigga can’t quit ‘til I see a body drop
These pussy ass rappers said that we ain’t from Atlanta
We don’t wanna be
These fuck niggas hatin’ that we made it out the Nawf
Got it out the streets
We the same young niggas came from kickin’ in the doors
The gang had to eat
Run up, get beat, beat a nigga’s ass on sight
A lot of y’all know it ain’t sweet
I done did a lot of shit that I really can’t admit to
Just me and John Wic, there go Mango Foo
We gon’ pull up on ‘em hanging out the window
Then a nigga let it go, had a clip full
F&N bite hard like a pitbull
RIP, give ‘em wings like a Red Bull
Chopper fold a nigga up like he flexible
Now he gotta live his life in the medical
They stealin’ the dab, they biting the flow
These niggas some bitches, these niggas some hoes
Yeah, it’s time to extortion, that’s how it goes
So you better check in, or we pull out the shows
These niggas talk shit ‘til we pull up
Hit him in the stomach nigga, call it nip tuck
Rob a nigga bare-faced, I don’t give a fuck
Send him to your bitch house, tell her wet it up
So much shit I done did living on the Nawf
I was grinding, Tony Hawk, no days off
Hit the plug, got the nigga took off
Then I hit the club, ball like the playoffs
Migo the gang, this shit is my family
Thank god for my brothers, the niggas got loyalty
We came from the dirt, now we got royalties
We slept in the bando, now we live lavishly