You Don't Really Want None

[Intro: Buddha Monk] Time to set the record straight, niggas Daddy Warbucks, what the fuck, niggas? This the one right here, check this out [Chorus: Buddha Monk] You don't really want none, what you want from me, son? It's useless to go against us, you will lose, dunn So bring all your bad men, we deal with all your bad men It's us against the world, and we will stand firm [Buddha Monk] How dare you try to defy, the Daddy Warbucks is alive Since you do, this the night that you all come and try I'm ready to ride, ready to fight, and if it's war against me Then fuck it, nigga, I'm ready to die Ain't no mission big, ain't none of your clips that big My nine enter anywhere, get rid of any kid You talk like a gun ho, but you dumb, like your Dumbo And your pockets is low, you rubbed out like Play-Doh And I don't need no permission, nigga, I spit out the nine And believe, nigga, it'll show my intention I dig what they living, kill what make children Big niggas is spitting, the unfinished dimensions So you don't really want none, but you talk like you want some Don't let the nine return that ass back to the essence Let this be your lesson, it ain't where you from, nigga It's just how you bust your fucking weapon [Chorus 2X] [Buddha Monk] Aiyo, you don't really want none, because if you did You wouldn't send your man to do your shit So do you want the war, dunn, I don't think that you don't I don't think you can stand toe to toe with me What happened to your bad men? What you thought I wouldn't show for this war, be ready for the war, nigga Be ready, cuz it's on, man, it's the last man standing So ready aim, fire all your weapons And Brooklyn ain't no scared cats, it's blazed where you live at Say where you get at, tell Rae where you hid it at We don't give a fuck, dunn, it's a life of a bad man You heard it before, hearing the news at four So prepare for the war, Daddy Warbucks is the law I told you before, it's made men at your door So get law, or get raw, or get tore Ya'll niggas know don't fuck with my laws, nigga [Chorus 2X] [Buddha Monk] I don't need nothing with balling, I need my niggas all in So we can move on these niggas like the invasion of the martians What you looking at dunn, what you laughing at, huh? How bout I bitch smack you in the face with the back of my gun And you can put up a fight if you really think you gotta But is it worth losing your life, when you know you ain't gotta? Well alright, let's fight, let's get it on tonight I'm BK all day, where we bring hot things to life And start right, cake ice, baking soda, things right Duc-Lo blue and whites, tuck made drugs right 62, a nigga face right, if he try to get in the way Of me feeding my seeds for the night Coo-koo, that's the call to get rid of you Go to war with any of you, yo, murder all of you So if you want the war, dunn, bring all your bad men I deal with all your bad men, kill all your bad men [Chorus 3X]