Why I do it
I do it for the love of the land for the people back home so they can sit back and chill, I’ll hit the war zone. Soldiers screaming bout the sniper, I’m letting it ride. Niggas scared that that 50 cal will eat ‘em alive. Niggas died. I aint sayin that we all came home, after that, after 10pm nigga dont roam. Catch your ass in my zone and I’ll hit you with chrome, have your hoggie ass wife ballin cryin at home, all alone cause your ass wanna plant some shit, hit me with a sniper round or put a bomb in a ditch…like a bitch. Your ass aint gonna face me alone and if you do imma squeeze and knock off half of your dome. I aint alone lil nigga cause I got a platoon and if you really want war we can do what we do. I do this shit for you, I do this shit for my peeps, so you can fly the friendly skies without a bomb in your seat.
-Sgt. Dunson
