SAUCE MONEY - LOVE WAR LYRICS

Writer(s): T. GAITHER, O. WARD
Artist: Sauce Money Lyrics
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[ VERSE 1 ]
I heard a rumor in the street, mutha****a was gifted
Up and comin *****, might need to get with
One cat from BK, put him on your hitlist
Sauce Money, fat ***** rip ****
Heard him on a Clue? tape, loved the way he kicked it
All of a sudden mad labels on his ****
But mutha****as who bit it but couldn't fight it forget it
Couldn't write it or spit it cause they couldn't **** with it
Then the Puff **** happened, the whole **** shifted
Tribute to Biggie, God bless your spirit
Made a mark, now we need a place for the *****
Marcy, son - faced off with Jigga
Now he only spittin for cars that's kitted
Convicted felons and mutha****as acquitted
Never for foul snitches, but those who style riches
Ghetto crack sellin pros and buckwild *****es
First thing they want to know: what's ****in with this ****?
Jay-Z told em, look how many he sold em
'99's my time to shine and control em
Spread ones with sons, guns, I still hold em
**** the law, this is what's in store
When the album drop, we gon' rush the floor
I tell em hit it, every song, come on, we all spit it
Get on with it, with all my *****s screamin, "We did it"

[ CHORUS ]
Love and war, thugs and whores
Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and four-fours
We about to flow, blow, stack dough
On the low, forever shine, *****s better know

[ VERSE 2 ]
They call me money-earner, received more blows than Tina Turner
Like the top of the stove Sauce keep a burner
Release somethin that'll heat your sternum
Flow the sickest, take a AIDS patient a whole week to learn em
So precise, got beef with surgeons
Feel naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in
Nothin is bound to touchin my sound
The consensus in the street: he ain't ****in around
Got a lot of **** to pop, two things when it drop:
Mutha****as gonna cop and *****s will get shot
But this is just for the record, though
*****s will get naked slow
If your heat cocked, check it, yo
No ****, squeeze till your hammer go click
**** these lame-brawl MC's, they all blow ****
I'm the capital S-a-you-see-e
Better clap at the best way when you see me
*****

[ CHORUS ]

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