Testi:
Street Dogs War After The War

What about the war after the war? What about the war after the war? I don't wanna sing about it anymore But who cares for them all when they get home

Massacre Cut the head off the driver and the passenger Sic my dogs after ya, have you climbin a tree Just another crime in the street Ain't nuttin better

to see Tek and Steele when ever they could but remember the struggle continues after the (?) watch who ya fuck wit, watch what you getinto theres a war

Galactus War god with spiritual military tactics Specialize in incinerating worlds to ashes Life flashes before your eyes after slashes To the jugular vein Juganot is kickin' asses Rippin' out chunks like paychecks after

and mobbin' Stabbin' on through the town, layin' em' down I'm a war street veteran, never say I better than anybody That nigga Daz and Young Gotti Blast em' with the shot after

you want a copy of Beef 3 I'm airing their ass out on DVD You wanna rhyme like Lloyd Banks repeat after me I'm a G-Unit toy soldier On Sesame street

and money bags and the ass of the shottie showin Play the hero I bring the heat to the street Like Al pacino and Deniro eliminate twenty muthafuckaz to zero Watch me the streets

, that be lounger Aliens is out of townish, fuck applause niggas clap now with forty pounders, and fourty-fours Is it all, fair in love with war Young

spread love, me I never shit on my peeps I never left my dogs out in the cold I extended my hand with compassion, you extended yours in war Cool fuck