Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
  It's World War.
  Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
  Wherever you are.
  We still ain't nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
  Feel it, uh, yeah.
  It's World War nigga.
  It's like a deadly game.
  And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?
  World War nigga.
  Check it.
  
  Feel the wrath of a soulja, the Crescent City Jesus
  I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth
  To hit em, rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers
  We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher
  We got the town locked
  with underground stock around clock workers to serve us
  Responsible for many murders
  We left your town with all the gold pieces
  Shoot the Sheriff to assure my family's convict releases
  Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,
  Non cooperation is only death, and no this ain't a phony Tec
  I'm in a limo full of blow niggas
  But I'm never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
  A trail of cops is followin' we start to swallowin' the evidentials
  Keep supplier's name confidential
  The crooked cops started buckin' at us
  I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us
  I grab the Tec and started buckin' back
  Cuz I'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac
  The head shot took me under
  I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number
  
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  
  T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to call him Johnny
  I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me
  They took a shot nearly blind me
  My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely
  I can't believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley
  I'll be a memory, shit I ain't havin' it
  Fightin' for my life, the reapers grabbin' it
  Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more
  I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the Value Jet
  I heard a nigga say he wasn't dead yet, they should have never said that
  My life came back, like some supernatural shit
  I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' me with
  Grab the dead cocked glock out the holster
  Pointed at the rest of them and said muthafuckers I'm a soulja
  You can't kill me, they said we'll see
  I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me
  I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement
  You never see the Mac's assassination
  
  You motherfuckers.
  And that's how it is in 99.
  It's just World War against these motherfucking cops.
  Feel it.
  
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  
  It's the year twenty hundred, the devil's still running
  Money is done with, we only sold get your gun shit
  You either ballin or you starvin, tombstones in the mystic coffin
  On top of that we living in New Orleans
  Yet I'm trying to make something shake
  The only thing between me and my cake is Fake Jake
  But it get trifer
  If I escape then its cool but if not,
  looking at a lifer, that's hard to cipher
  Cause I ain't trying to hear put no chip in my wrist
  I'd rather drink shit and eat piss, it's that serious
  So get the phone, call my nigga Joe
  Pray for me fore I go, running up in the store
  Should I die following my big collection of dough
  Tell my niggas that I didn't die poor you know
  Old sucka John ass copper, trailing me in the helicopter
  I cocked back, went to busting at the chopper
  It must have been my niggas blessing, cause I got away without requesting
  But thugs never learn their lesson
  I'm strictly into banks, fuck blacks, they ain't got shit
  I'm running with an ex cop and an ex locksmith nigga
  
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
  The niggas who unload first be the survivors
  The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
  I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
  
  Y'all know.