"BATTLEFIELD" lyrics

See, it was ma and bro on that block
Tryna get it off
He did bad, had to pay the price
You know what it cost
Niggas ran in to the plug and then we end up with the sauce
It get gritty in my city
Killy coming from the floss
I got sliders in the ville who ain't gon' take "no" for a answer
I hope my brother beat that case
They tryna lock him in that slammer
I can't leave without my pole
Them crackers just won't understand us
No
And I told them, "Boys, stay dangerous
Them killers know that grammar."

Now, it's 3 AM
We're out lurking
Tryna catch a stain
He wanna be down with the flu
Gotta put in pain
There's too many choppers in this whip
Riding in that Range
And little bro gon' back the Draco, so he don't gotta even aim

He don't aim when he shoot
He don't aim when he shoot
Press one button, and them killers coming through
It's a battlefield. You better have your "tool"
Bro just copped a brand-new G, and it go, "Boom"

He don't aim when he shoot
He don't aim when he shoot
Press one button, and them killers coming through
It's a battlefield. You better have your "tool"
Bro just copped a brand-new G, and it go, "Boom"