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1. _ Skit
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2. _ Grown Man
Dawg you gotta feel me on this one What it be like dawg, I'm on some some adope grown up type shit look who I be around nigga, look who I been around nigga Geezy, Juve and turk, B and Slim dawg pay attention dawg [Verse 1] Age is nothin but some digits nigga trust me on this Cas I think I speak for every one when I say life is a bitch I ride D L into the C L Gun right in my grip I slip a clip in every rip, cas hatas like ????? trip Come home to my future wife and every nite she'll flip She end up catchin rights to her lips behind diapers and shit But I like when we split drink ??? without ice when I'm pissed Go to the club and start a fight thinkin I'm Tyson and shit But I'm a man so I'm here to handle my situtions correctly And I know I might be dumb but niggas gone definantly respect me But in the mean partner I'm fightin gun charges in court And in a couple of weeks our next tour about to start Its like I'm livin happy now except for the fact my daughter sayin I love you daddy now And that kinda juice me up and I smoke about 3 blunts and puff a cooler bust me up And say a prayer for everyday jus so I get through the stuff but I be like [Chorus: repeat 2X] Ahhhh man, it's complicated doin everythang on your own man being responsible for everybody and yo own man and when u feel like everythang is goin wrong man I'm gone stand cas I am a GROWN MAN [Verse 2] I try to keep my head up, but I die to keep my bread up And usually I'm feed up thinkin everythangs a set up But I get up this stick out my chest and clutch on my nuts And I get hit up with all kinda stress and put up wit the stuff But I mantain to climb through it all and I still manage to be Lil wayne therefore I shine and I ball And dawg I live for today and hope and pray that theres a tomorrow and I borrow confidence from out my heart when thangs get awful And I'm walkin on the edge stuck without a salute and someway I still pick it out and shuffle out ??? And I don't need nobody ???? keep yo advice and jus dumit Cas ya'll cats don't really no me ya'll jus no bout me So if my dawgs be on my side they keep me combile with spirit And plus I no my fathers watchin and my mothers the dearest And I ain't neva said they don't appreciate wat we do but jus no if I wasn't a man I wouldn't make it through [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] Who would have known that this was somthin that didn't turn out so happy But I chose my own life so I gradually accept it I'm influenced and effected by the way it became And I don't play with them at all so I don't say its a game And even though I grew apart and I have gracefully change I'm always strict so I'll forever be facin a change And I'll keep this thang brutained on the waist of my pants And I demand respect from all if not then I'm waisten a man And if I want it then I get and if I need it I have it Take care of them family first busta look weed is a habit And I'm so often I'm congratulated for the succeeded ???? But when they turn they back I just have Jesus leadin my path And I didn't ask for you to like me I don't care if you hate me But don't mistake me no otha man can neva make me or break me Now you faithfully inspired by the hood tell I'm gone And I dawg I do belive I'm grown so I'll be good on my own but I be like [Chorus] fading.......Believe Dat more free lyrics |
3. _ Intro (watch Them People)
it was the summer of 2001 and i saw the whole fuckin thing
Wait can i say fuck on t.v. huh.....fuck it
They had on some squad shit
It was lil' wayne two adults six children one fluffy puppy and
A dyke... not that kinda dyke.. dick van dyke
Hey can i send some shotouts to my people man
Hello mom hey dad
Im on t.v.
Well like i told them guys they gotta
Get off the corner
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4. _ Beef
[Lil Wayne] Check Huh What? What? Let's go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?) You liable to catch me speedin' up the six, or beatin' up a chick or standin' over a stove, sweatin', heatin' up a brick And we keep the hustlin' slick, and got clips like bananas We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons We ran in habitats with masks and plastic gats Stormin' through the house, screamin', "Where's this bastard's crack?!!" I flash the Mack in front of your gal and make her tell Like, "Slut! Where's the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill!" It's Lil Wayne, nigga - blast and bang triggas Pay with my change, then I'm gon' have to bang niggas I bag the caine quicker, and sprinkle like rain, nigga Flood the av quick with the quarters and halves, nigga If you out, you can find me on the street with the work If it's a drought, you can find me on the street with the work Never slip - I empty half a clip deep in your shirt And put your whole clique deep in the dirt Smell me? [Hook-2x (Lil Wayne)] Who wan' beef with 'em? Who wan' creep with 'em? And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with 'em See, we can sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em [Lil Wayne] I'm the youngest Hot Boy on the field with heaters Let my nine-millimeters kill your peoples Bust up in your house and put the gun to lil' Renita Give me the yay, or else I'ma put her in her sneakers Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile Me, Turk, G'z and ouch - chicka-POW! How come these niggaz keep burnin the world and why the hell this nigga Weezy keep firmin your girl? Turnin the wheel on the orange and teal, Bentley drop Then I'ma put that up and hop in the van and hit your block Tell your mom to get the cops cause y'all gon' need 'em When you see them bullets that my glock pop, y'all gon' eat 'em See this for all my niggaz in the pen, I hope for freedom And this for all my niggaz buyin bricks, I got 'em cheaper Keep a nigga quiet as a mouse when I come Wayne #1 Hot Boy, hot as the sun - ya smell me? [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Nasty case, nigga run up in your crib, crash the place Blast the face, automatic attach to waist You bastards play? Then it get awful and bad There will be no more walkin for dad, and it's off with your head A nigga either gon' get it right, or they get it at night And when they spit it, lick his ass twice like 20 damn dice Henny and ice is what I prefer but light on the rocks I pack them clips tight on them glocks and light up your blocks And if there's, coke involved then your throat's involved I get the toaster and roll up and smoke most of y'all Me and my nigga Super Sosa, run up in your crib while your grandma watchin Oprah, jag her up and rope her If you (?) chances slim like Ethiopia If you want drugs, I got more flavors than Fruitopia Recognize it's real and nuttin udder than that Cause one from the mac'll have blood coverin your back, ha? [Hook - 2X] more free lyrics |
5. _ Tha Blues
[Lil Wayne] Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?) They don't even much understand this (Uh-uh) Look- Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's Forty-fours under my clothes - I'm drunk and blow And I done told them boys if they play I dump their mothers Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' Bubba for the summer in a bright orange pumpkin Hummer (??) from the Courvoisier, and lots of hay And make me run in your place and take your pops away See, they got niggas in my hood who can't cop the yay So I can get it understood and have you chopped today And not to say I could even hit your block and spray And try to knock all the bone structure out your face Stick a potato on the head of my nine - it's deadly quiet Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all Young or old, nigga, big or small Ain't nothin' nice [Hook (Lil Wayne)] Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of tools And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues [Lil Wayne] Look- Now we all do dumb things Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em I'll murder his father right in front of him None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out I got two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces (????) off the meters Don't leave without the heaters Believe this, my nina's got more shelves than Adidas You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks and millimeters Run up on your family and pop your senioritas A lot of Hennessy - just twist that lil' baby Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy Technically I'll murder anyone who disrespectin' me Seventeen Carollton - mess with me, I bury one Three-eighty - I carry one Come to kill up everyone What! [Hook (Lil Wayne)] [Lil Wayne] Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cop And niggas be like Q-tip 'cause they breathin' stop Believe or not, the ki's ten G's (??) Until I die I pullin' ego that be's the block And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the spot And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot And I'm hangin' out the Beamer top releasin' shots Follow me - everybody in the family die sourly Niggas drop hourly - ruinin' your economy Liquor power me, now there's nothin' that can bother me Creep up in your window while you're sleepin', take your child with me I'm wild, and Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of men A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like Stoudamire Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house [Hook (Lil Wayne)] more free lyrics |
6. _ Shine
ft. Baby, Hot Boys [Wayne] What, wha, wha, wha, wha What, wha, wha, wha, wha Cash Mo-ney Millionairs So take it there [Juvenile] Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice On my way to pick up Joyce, she be makin me moist Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass She could ride a dick too, make me come fast I like them modelin bitches, I love them swallowin bitches Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them bitches (let's go) I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke I'm a show you what it is not to be a window shopper Mama you can have fifty, mama you can have platinum All you gotta do is break a nigga off proper You could be with your man, I ain't tryna stop ya [Chorus-Baby] (Shine), from my head down to my shoes (Shine), skiiiiirtin on twenty-two's (Shine), check my baby mama (Shine), whip Rover's not Honda's (Shine), I'm a spend it 'til it's gone (Shine), don't know when I'm comin home (Shine), pop X and drank Cris' (Shine), My life is the shit [Lil' Wayne] It be me, fire Wayne, ice and change You can catch me in an acqua Range, squattin things With them twenty-two inch chopper blades Diamond face, diamond brace More colors than the game Simon Says Go, 'hind me And mami on forty-fifth she told me "I'm a last" But she ain't like to much of this But get to bobbin it's head, and so I took it anyway But bitch I got family get your pussy anyway OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin All these karats like I'm a fuckin vegetarian Niggas play, I bury them, y'all already knowin I threw up my arm and bitches thought it started snowin See I'm a keep it goin, Big Tymin, you heard's me? Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday Wait, don't think they heard me I say dog I got cake like everyday my birthday [Chorus] [B.G.] I'm a Hot Boy, that's name brand and top of the line Ride fly daily, all year 'round I shine Ain't a nigga and they mama gonna stop me dog Come through on dub-dueces, they jock me dog Glock cocked for haters tryna block me dog Catch 'em so low, they geezy, don't shock me dog Well get the fuck, slide on out the way And let B.G. ease down the shinin linen Let the diamonds and the jewelry light shit up Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up You don't wanna put your vehicle next to us 'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up With television, Dreamcast, DVDs Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga [Chorus] [Turk] I'm a stunt 'til I die, so you better respect it 'Cause whoever try testin is gonna be restin I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil' Turk Bling blingin everyday, plus I got work (bling) Nigga like me stay in the cut twenty-four/seven Steady stackin my ends on dubs, twenty-four/seven Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothin from us Young nigga, livin a life surrounded by ice Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're nothin nice" They on fire, that must be them Hot Boys You muthafuckin right, you think this not girl? Better think twice, get it right dog Know you recognize, we got it on lock for all [Chorus 2x] [Baby talking to fade] more free lyrics |
7. _ Break Me Off
ft. Big Tymers, Unplugged [Lil Wayne talking] We have them bitches like it was unplugged Its Weezy Wee, Mannie Fresh, and Unplugged We have them bitches like it was unplugged Weezy, Fresh, and Unplugged [Verse 1:] [Lil Wayne] Give me a big fine bitch in a dress One put them lips in effect Suck the dick 'til the shit in her chest You can piss on her brest I like that shit Project hoes like that dick, Don't bite that dick Give me a Spanish sweet hoe Black from Puerto Rico Freak ho, Specialize in givin' me deep throat Really dont care how short how plump, short or thick Give me head, Don't care, Swallow cum don't spit Aww shit, I like them Jamicians and them Hatians Niggas can't take it when they shake an make me rape 'em White girl's I video tape 'em and they enjoy it They love it when everybody saw it Its off tha chain High yellow Mexican bitches they all for brain But watch them hoes who want the change Its not a game Or short cuban hoe, With a fat ass though An I'll keep the bitch just like Fidel Castro [Chorus:] [UnPlugged] Tell me what you like Let me tell you what I like You goin' on an breakin' me off by the end of the night You can ride with me Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans Ain't tryin' to make a love scene Truly I just want you to break me off [Verse 2:] [Lil Wanye] Weezy the hottest Drinkin' Barcadi I stream through the scene on a Lincon on Robbers Lookin' for the finest dime, To wine and dine Later on I'm tryin' to climb behind ya spine Hold up lil mama, Slow ya ass down Pick it up, Throw ya ass down Now throw ya ass around An scream me name I can't hear you say it louder what (Wayne, Wayne) A damn shame Better watch that boy he nasty I strap on a plastic Break ya off like elastic Put the dick in the middle, Make it wiggle for ya'll Might be small, But that dick ain't little at all I like a short thick broad, Fat ass an shit Like Taso flip like Trina The Baddest Bitch Matter of fact when I see her, Pull her Over like a cop Juve coulda Backed It Up an I woulda Dropped It Like Its Hot Ha Ha, Ya heard me Ha Ha, Unplugged [Chorus] [Verse 3:] [Mannie Fresh] I like them big, round, yellow and brown A bitch that take it from the back and make the (Ugh Ugh) sound Now you can bounce, slide, drop, giddy up, giddy up Now you can ride til you feel it hit a nut, hit a nut Bounce for ya hood, Shake for ya baby daddy Twerk for that nigga who got you pregnant in the Caddy Slide with the KY, Hold up ??? My bitch got thong, You bitch got drawls My chick like to swallow, Yo chick like to spit If yo chick was my chick I'd still love that bitch Hold up, Chill out, Wait a minute stop My Ginseng, Viagra, and a Strawberry pop See I'm feelin' kinda bold, Why don't ya bring a friend From vigina to the asshole do it again I want a yucky down misses bout whatever Yo mama loved a Tymer, Now you welcome You ok Lil mama and I love that chick But deep down inside I just love me dick [Chorus 4x] more free lyrics |
8. _ Biznite
Biznite... Biznite... Nothing but it I'm dippin' in a black milleny benny sittin on twentys Top off when the city's windy me and pretty Cindy She dressed up in pretty Fendi and she sippin remy I'm Iceburg nuttin but whenny all the way to my tinny I'm hotter than a semi' cause this girl she and plus my head is spinnin from drinkin this fifth of Henney. I stop at any deli cause this freakin with her penny and aint no tellin how many she umm already been in. We get inside the room and she gigglin plain grinnin Slowly the lights dimmin and I'm slippin on my jimmy I'm feelin with her titties this is only the beginnin I stick it in her kitty now she screamin come on gimme I'm flippin this chick over and I caught her slowly bendin I'm hittin got her twistin this is my ninny you hear me And when its time to quit I got her soakin wet and drippin She asked me for a kiss ah... . [CHORUS] Biznite is you trippin Biznite is you trippin What Biznite is you trippin What Biznite is you trippin He he he Wha.. You nothin but a sack chasin cock chasin biznite Your never gonna amount to anythin but a biznite cuz all I wanna do is hit it from... I don't even wanna talk if your baby come born with braids I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa no I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa if your baby come out saying wha.. I aint the pa I ride up in a Porshe Boxter see this fox her name was Tasha I got her when I stopped her at McDonalds with her partner I jocked the way she rocked her lil Versasce and her Prada I'm Iceberg (?? ??? ??) I jot her my phone number later on gave me a holla I popped up by her mamas so her nigga wont know nada She took thirty minutes play me like a some kinda coward Now hopped up in my car and started talkin bout her doctor She said she started ridin it in her babys fathers Honda She wish that he would trade it in and cop a brand new Mazda I'm drivin to the (??) to the back and put the top up I roll down all the windows put the car in function "watch the" I tried to touch her thigh she moved my hand and said ah ah bro It took five minutes to bang then you know she propper I'm knockin out her brains We got the car shakin' and rocklin' She asked me for a kiss ah... [CHORUS] Biznite whats your problem Wha.. Biznite whats your problem Wha.. Biznite whats your problem Wha... Biznite whats your problem Wha... You nothin but a sack chasin cock chasin biznite Your never gonna amount to anythin but a biznite cuz all I wanna do is hit it from... I don't even wanna talk if your baby come born with braids I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa no I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa there was this stoofy name was Lucy came up to me at the movies said she just saw Balla Blockin and thought that I was cute and but you and baby too can still come over early Tuesday I just bought a new mansion just finished it and my movie I knew she was a new from head to shoulder she was Gucci And me I'm Iceburg Tom and Jerry Darryl Goofy She say "oo" it would be so nice and usually she would do it But lately she been (?? ??) just came from institution I say that's cool cuz I don't really wanna have to shoot him I gave the braud the pager number and said that she should use it As soon as I flew by in that navy and baby blue six She beeped and left a message that she come up with a solution I scootin a run through straight to my house I wont be foolish She had no bathin suit and then want me to see her booty I oozed it in her coochie when she got in my Jacuzzi. She asked me for a kiss ah... Biznite is you stupid Biznite is you stupid what Biznite is you stupid What he he he what Because your nothin but a sack chasin cock chasin biznite Your never gonna amount to anythin but a biznite cuz all I wanna do is hit it from... I don't even wanna talk if your baby come born with braids I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa no I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa no I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa if your baby come out saying wha.. I aint the pa you're a sack chasin cock chasin biznite Your never gonna amount to anythin but a biznite cuz all I wanna do is hit it from... I don't even wanna talk if your baby come born with braids I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa no I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa nope I aint the pa hell no I aint the pa if your baby come out throwin up "W"'s I aint the pa nigga. UMMMMM UMMMMM I aint the pa more free lyrics |
9. _ Hit U Up
ft. Hot Boys [Turk] Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas, and sharks Niggas that's 'bout beefin' - lettin' them K's spark Knockin'-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers - them real niggas Niggas who did time - hard-to-kill niggas How you live, you get it is the way a nigga play it Niggas ain't fightin' no more - niggas bustin' your head Sendin' you to your grave - it's do or die, cousin Aimin' straight for your head, makin' sure you die, cousin They dressin' in black, prepared for combat Ridin' four deep strapped with choppers and macks Not givin' a fuck, gettin' your cut, lettin' it bust You get hit, that's on you, my nigga - you're outta luck You're stuck like chuck - wodie, you're assed out That's what happen to ya tryin' to be hard, runnin' your mouth Get erased, my nigga (my nigga) Look here: I leave no trace, my nigga (my nigga) No witnesses so can you see my face, my nigga (my nigga) Fled the scene - so you have no case, my nigga- -case, my nigga Look here: you can play if you wanna get down Get your stupid ass left where you can't be found [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa?) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up [Juvenile] I was wrong for a lot of shit that I'ma take to my grave Continuously whippin' niggas like a runaway slave Must was meant for me to be thuggin' - I stay in some beef Baby and Slim keep tellin' me, "Juvenile, stay off them streets." I can't help - I draw attention; they be fuckin' with me I'm hot in the ass and can't get enough of these streets A lil' nigga in the Rolls screamin', "Fuck the police!" Peelin' out in front the club, about to duck to the east Now play yourself, you gon' find yourself by yourself In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck My life is four hundred degrees, so I bust 'em up Still stickin' to the g-code, Ree's, and B's Quit drinkin', but I will smoke some weed indeed All they understand is my project English And if you don't like it, you can kiss my penis [Hook-4x (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [B.G.] I run the streets 'cause I'm real if it's daylight or dark You a killer, nigga? (Eah?) Ain't no fear in my heart I'll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war I'll even go K for K with ya - now make your choice Better know when I'm in beef that I be creepin', nigga Better know that I'm a snake, and I'ma sneak ya, nigga Each time I hit the corner, I be leavin' niggas Momma upset - can't even go on and grievin', nigga Nothin' change - I'm on TV, I don't play with you niggas Still the same that'll spin broad day on you niggas And empty a hundred out that K Where you're caught hangin' is where you're left stankin', ya heard me I've been in the game - niggas know what I'm 'bout So many murders under my belt, I done lost count If you wanna be another number, my nigga Go ahead, drop your nuts, and run up, my nigga [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Nigga, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa?) Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [Lil Wayne] Hello, world I zip through fast in a yellow pearl drop Porsche Boxter Young mobster, wild and obnoxious Pop some in your dreadlocks - What? Me not no rookie, boy Glock cookin', boy I'll turn your forehead to a pussy, boy Off the gate, cousin, you niggas gon' make me stalk and spray somethin' Spark or lace somethin' Park the car, get out, walk, and spray somethin' Taught to stay thuggin' brought up in this shit that we call America And in my hood the laws are scared of us - we are too terrible If I live to be old, it's a miracle 'cause the way a nigga hatin' or bitch plottin', the shit's hysterical That's why I keep me two big guns on blast like a stereo Come to your burial and kill anybody else who care for you Don't blame me, society changed me You haul white, you smash powder all night for the fast dollar Cut off lights, we masked riders The hood trash got us in a position we can't shake With boys we can't break, and due to that you ain't safe, bitch [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up, nigga (Ooohh!) (Did you see that?) We hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) (Did you see that?) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Boy, look, We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [B.G. (talking)] Nigga - we put holes in you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin' And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout these (Hot! Hot! Hot!) Boy$, nigga Let 'em burn, nigga Let 'em burn, nigga B.Geezy, Lil Wheezy, Juvy, Two Tymer more free lyrics |
10. _ Put it On Tha Streets
Uh oh Uh oh Look Listen [Verse 1] Now watch me break em up Tape em up Gun up in his face I be like straighten up Do make me bust Run up in this place I put my K to her and Uzi to him I woosy from gin Like shut up or get two to your chin You and your friend ??? how they do it in the pen I'm kinda off The 90 sparks give a damn bout your car I'm behind the tips of the Excursion Drunk and swervin' Your mom was twerkin Don't be jerkin in the middle of ??? I heard he got the murders so I'm going to get 'em His boys are trippin so now I got his ma and children Plus I slid inside tha back of A 96 Acura Click-Clack and A Black automatic Cataca Bitches got me rataca Pistols out to damage ya I swear i'll have this broads brains over the Avena Mario and Samua Screamin' man blast her brah Now you reall askin fa A motherfuckin massaca WHAT! Chorus: Baby, (Lac) Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his ass if he don't hook up then pay up (Nigga if you got lets continue to deal) (If you move twenty birds I consider you real) Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his ass if he don't hook up then pay up I, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his ass if he don't hook up then pay up (Nigga if you got lets continue to deal) (If you move twenty birds I consider you real) What, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his ass if he don't hook up then pay up more free lyrics |
11. _ Let's Go
ft. Big Tymers It's gravy nigga. Believe it. You hot? Fuck it. Hot as a firecracker. (It's gravy too.) I got a mac in this bag. (click clock) What you got? Glock. (Look) [Baby] Nigga I'ma tell ya straight off the bat I got a mac in this bag with 20 grams of crack And I'ma sit in the back seat of yo' 'Lac Just in case I gotta snap, a firette to the chest If I don't know shit, I know cars and broads I done ordered plenty hits and watched heads come off And I done saw my nigga get life behind them bars To them dog hoes, nigga, we scream "fuck 'em all!" I hustle hard in these city streets I got my block on fire with my HB's Spinnin' Benz in these drop tops double r Cook a brick, flip 'em up, now I got 'em hard And you can find me Right up in them hallways, holdin' and totin' Got the whole motherfuckin block loaded and smokin' Nigga know one thang: its some uptown shit If a nigga get it fucked, then we killin' a bitch [Chorus] Nigga I'ma tell ya this, straight off the bat I got a mac in this bag, with 20 grams of crack Well let's go nigga, see we can slide nigga Cuz if you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga Look, I'ma tell you this, straight off the top I got a blunt, and a glock, and a bag of rocks Let's go nigga, let's slide nigga If you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga [Lil Wayne] Better pay attention now so you don't forget later I run the damn block, I oversee all of the paper Don't make me take ya, play ya I cock the glock and spray ya Call it a caper, won't be no as-salama-laka And J, he got the gauges, they cocked and ready Make me run up in ya places and pop ya daddy Got them bricks rocked and heavy, let it be known I cook it hard and cut 'em in zones and the money be gone Then I hit a blunt to the dome, and ride when night falls Supply the white raw, if there's a problem, knock ya wife off Lock the spot down Respect it young nigga, I'm creepin' over Now cut it with just a little bakin' soda, breakin' boulders I take it out my holster and bakin' soldiers whenever Nigga it's whatever, tell ya ma to call the reverend You see me on the block with crack, gats, and weed Rats, plats, and ki's, that's practically me [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] See I'm a hustler, cut-throat, put rhymes in mom's muffler You can't even count how many times the 9's bust at ya Some of the, niggas that you run with are, suckas bruh None of ya, won't leave, without some bullets up in ya Niggas can't hold me down, wodie wild Cuz all that they can hear is loud screamin' and explosive sounds They show me how to cook that brown and rock that white No school, put that book back down, pick up that knife See that's the real reason I hate to be on tour I'd rather be back on the block with a bird of that pure Niggas got it all wrong, thinkin' I'm all song But yall gon' twist it and end up all gone Dog-gone cocksuckers, you not thuggers I pop dozens of glocks, cousins, in my struggle So stop frontin', it ain't gon' get ya everywhere I'ma start bustin', and bullets hit ya everywhere [Chorus x 2] [Baby talks till end] more free lyrics |
12. _ Lil' One
[lil' wayne - talking]
Fuck, man i been on this block all day
(say, say, say, say, say)
Hot man, get off my shirt, hot man
(oh whatchu got?) ohhh who that?
Boy that look like baby, that ain't (that's dubs?)
That ain't baby (that's dubs?)
That ain't - that is that nigga man (lets go)
[baby] say lil' one
[wayne] what, what's happening with you big dog?
[baby] look i need to talk about some serious shit dog
[wayne] like what? look i ain't have nothing to do with
Killing them...
[baby] slow down, i'm talking bout some getting money shit
And how its gonna go down
[wayne] well holla at me nigga, talk to me, let me know something
Cause right now i'm tired of hustling
And these rocks ain't doing nothing
And to tell you the truth i feel like i be out here for the fun of it
I swear if i don't hit a lick by next month, i'm done with it
[baby] understand, but you ain't listening you just talking
I said i could get you paid, is you with that offer?
I know you see me coming through everyday pimpin
In a benz, the jag, and a ferrari
[wayne] yeah, but i like that bentley
[baby] all thats cool shorty, you can get this if you with me
Let me run it down to you bout this shit that i've been getting in
[wayne] i mean, i'm saying, it sound good, i like that
[baby] what thats a blunt?
[wayne] yeah
[baby] light that, nigga i'll be right back
[wayne] aight cat, just don't be playing, this worth my while?
[baby] lil' daddy i play with hoes, is you a hoe?
[wayne] nah
[baby] say i got work, i need to flood it all over
I can't do it all myself, so i need me a lil' solider
I been peeping ya lil' ass, i see you grinding and shit
[wayne] i been peeping you too, nigga i see you shining and shit
And you don't even know how long i been trying to find me a brick
To make it flip and take the chips and go an buy me a whip
[baby] fuck a whip, that could wait
You worry bout your cake
Once you make enough to play, go buy a z-28
[wayne] a z-28, boy go head, once i get change
I'ma go an cop me a ranger and two platinum chains
[baby] well look i ain't fucking with you
You too young from the start
[wayne] man that ain't even got anything to do with it
Its dedication and heart
[baby] dedication and smarts
Don't put your heart in this game
Cause when you fall to deep in love you get caught in this game
[wayne] well correct me when i'm wrong
And acknowlegde me when i'm right
[baby] lil' bitch, if your hard head ass listen i might
[wayne] b, i'm all ears
[baby] get your ass in this car
[wayne] unlock the door
[baby] its unlocked
[wayne] don't holla at me
You ain't my pa
[baby] now stop playing, look i got a hundred bricks just came
Fifty ki's of raw dope, and fifty bricks of cocaine
Pays five a piece
[wayne] every week?
[baby] just move it together
I'ma knock off my lil' section
You take care of your area
[wayne] ughhh, nigga i been waiting to be the don 'round here
I'ma have coke and dope
It's gone be on 'round here
But how you want me to sell this
Zones, quarters, halfs, ki's?
[baby] however they ask for it, just give it to them lil' wheez
[wayne] i'm all for it cousin
I'ma get me a million
If power get between it i'ma split me a nigga
[baby] you better, but when i get you this shit nigga
Let them have it
I bet you be on the block, working - directing traffic
[wayne] like you park here, you park there, you meet me in the cuts
[baby] say lil' one
[wayne] what's up?
[baby] we gonna fuck it up
[wayne] nigga what? nigga what? haha
{*car sounds in background as you hear lil' wayne
Whispering something you can't understand*}
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13. _ Hardball
Throw me the ball and watch me what I do with it We got Bow Wow in the house My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me [Chorus 1: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this ones to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball [Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow] When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cuz they know I'm the only tight for dogs So many back to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa Bubble gum, balled up all the hustlers Y'all know how to work it when it's time to compete On the field, on the court, over any high steep And break, and you know it when you see your clone And right now that's all I see goin on, holla at me Game time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk Mistreat me, and send my squad back home Cuz I don't know loose to much Matter fact, I ain't never lost at all When I'm playin Hardball (that's right) So, if you on the mound about to pitch to me Understand I'm like Griffin, I keep 'em to the wall [Chorus 2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Strike three, ohh I got you out Without a doubt, I got you out Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this ones to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball [Verse 2: Lil' Zane] This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop Keep pithcin 'em, I'm in the kitchen makin radio rock It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words Throwin eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb I left 'em a word, I'm fast ballen with a curb Happy slidin home, tellin them friends that's in the third Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doin was false And what's true, girl listen When it comes to this game they call me Zane McGregor That other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire See, we all got a base, and we hold our own But when I come up to bat, we all goin come home And our fans cheers us, cuz they know what the drill goin Out of the field and into your automobile And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over I'm in the dug with my tounge out play the game over [Chorus 2: (Sammie)] [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] Listen, listen, listen They call me young Wheezy, Rodregous You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know And I keep the crown bat swingin, swingin that at iron Pitch on the block like monaural To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm ridin the streets I'm a hustler, people, my life in the streets Watch the game, get you life in the streets My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost That way I will never cheap talk And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah baby Whezzy Wee is a playa baby, and I don't share babies So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothin here, baby Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley Goin out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy Does hip-hop flyies are knockin up, out the park And after the game we gone meet up after dark [Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)] Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my name more free lyrics |
14. _ Lil One
ft. Big Tymers [Lil Wayne talking] Fuck, Man I been on this block all day Hot ??? my shirt, Hot Boy that look like Baby That aint Baby That is that nigga Let's go [Baby] Say Lil One [Lil Wayne] One Whats happenin' with you big dog [Baby] Look I need to talk bout some serious shit [Lil Wayne] Like what?, Look I aint have nothin' to do with killin' [Baby] Slow down, I'm talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down [Lil Wayne] Well holla at me nigga, Talk to me, Let me know somethin' Cause right now I'm tired of husltin, And these rocks aint doin' nothin' And to tell you the truth I feel like I be out here for the fun of it I swear if I don't hit a lick by next month I'm done with it [Baby] I understand, But you ain't listenin' you just talkin' I said I could get you paid, Is you with that offer? I know you see me comin' thruogh everyday pimpin' In a Benz, the Jag, and a Ferari [Lil Wayne] Yea, But I like that Bentely [Baby] All thats cool shorty, You can get this if you with me Let me run it down to ya bout this shipment I'm gettin' in [Lil Wayne] I mean I'm sayin' it sound good, I like that [Baby] What thats a blunt? [Lil Wayne] Yea [Baby] Light that, Nigga I'll be right back [Lil Wayne] Aight cat, Don't be playin', This worth my while? [Baby] Lil daddy I play with hoes, Is you a hoe? [Lil Wayne] Nah [Baby] Say I got work, I need to flood it all over I can't do it all myself, So I need me a Lil solider I been peepin' ya Lil ass, I see you grindin' an shit [Lil Wayne] I been peepin' you to, Nigga I see you shinin' an shit An you don't even know how long I been tryin' to find me a brick To make it flip and take the chips and go an buy me a whip [Baby] Fuck a whip, That could wait You worry bout your cake Once you make enough to play Go buy a Z-28 [Lil Wayne] A Z-28 Boy go head, Once I get change I'mma go an cop me a Range or two platinum chains [Baby] Well look I ain't fuckin' with ya You to young from the start [Lil Wayne] Man that aint even got anythnig to do with it Its dedication and heart [Baby] Dedication and smarts Don't put your heart in this game Cause when you fall to deep in love you get caught in this game [Lil Wayne] Well correct me when I'm worng And acknowlegde me when I'm right [Baby] Lil bitch, If ya hard head ass listen I might [Lil Wayne] B I'm all ears [Baby] Get yo ass in this car [Lil Wayne] Unlock the door [Baby] Its unlocked [Lil Wayne] Don't holla at me You ain't my pa [Baby] Now stop playin', Look I got a hundred bricks just came 50 ki's of raw dope, and 50 bricks of cocaine Pays 5 a piece [Lil Wayne] Every week [Baby] Just move it together I'mma knock off my Lil section You take care of ya area [Lil Wayne] Ughhh, Nigga I been waitin' to be the Don round here I'mma have Coke and Dope Its gone be on round here But how you want me to sell this Zones, Quaters, Halfs, Ki's [Baby] However they ask for it, Just give it to them Lil Weezy [Lil Wayne] I'm all for it cousin I'mma get me a million If power get between it I'mma split me a nigga [Baby] You better, But when I get you this shit nigga Let them have it I bet you be on the block workin', Directin' traffic [Lil Wayne] Like you park here, You park there, You meet me in the cuts [Baby] Say Lil One [Lil Wayne] Wassup? [Baby] We gone fuck it up [Lil Wayne] Nigga what? Nigga what? more free lyrics |
15. _ Fuck Wit Me Now
[Lil Wayne] Let's go - let's go Let's go - let's go They can't fuck with me now Huh? Fuck with me now No, they can't fuck with me now Can't fuck with me now Let's go [VERSE 1 - Lil Wayne] I go by "Wheezy: the Don" Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin' the arm And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get completely took off And if you wonder who the fuck (?) (?) we so sip It's like ain't nothin' but we gotta squab On the block everyday sellin' rocks and shit Choppin' bricks - give the damn cops a dick We cop a whip and drop a brick - that's how we do it Weed, liquor, money, and guns how we do it Freak bitch to swallow cum like fluid Who it be? Through his feet, Dubbs Ain't nothin' sweet 'cause I can't keep trust Lil' nigga - worth well over a mill, nigga Real nigga - come around and show up where you live, nigga Pullin' out the K's, nigga - (??) and all Wayne 'bout to damage your home Nigga 'bout to go to see the man in the stars Hoppin' out the van with bandanas and all Cannons went off News cameras takin' pictures of your family when your avenue's gone Damn, it's a shame how the bullets slammed in your brain How the ice slammed the pain, rammin' your dame That's because she ran into the game Nigga, stop playin' with Lil Wayne Come on! [Hook] [Lil Wayne] It ain't a game, nigga - I don't know who told you it was I put holes in your mug if you're holdin' a grudge Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load and the slug check ya low when I bust Come to show you no love Uh, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now No! They can't fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Stop playin' when ya get it understood 'Cause I know if you know what's good for ya Come around your hood for ya You don't know me - I kill everyone who show love You have them motherfuckers lookin' all up in the woods for ya [VERSE 2 - Lil Wayne] Iceberg Shorty - (??) pants is saggin', forty magnum Comin' out the club on Bacardi's, staggerin' Ten in the Ferrari wagon, braggin' Ohh, what's happenin'? (??) 'round the court 'cause some ex just looked at me Runnin' with them cats that be clappin' the plastic Nigga put a cap in your asses Catch me on the av with the crack and a 'matic Hopin' that the law don't pass me - stash it First of the month, just snatched me a package Bag it - 'bout to get this motherfucker crackin' If a nigga think about jackin', please believe I be clip-slappin', click-clackin' Pull the bitch back and run up on his parents Kidnap for his snacks, and then whack him Shit get drastic That's why I try to stay as fars away from beef as I could Grab me a freak to ease on my wood Transport coke from each of my hoods Wheezy Whee - CMB's in my blood In the streets seventeen's where I'm from And I ain't got no feelins for none of these womens Really, though, fetticheese is my love You know the streets made me And I don't give a damn if you hate me Nigga better be S-Q-A-D Until the bigger man do take me Squad shit! You don't want no violence to keep the quiet We call my people wild, and then we beef in quiet or we'll creep in houses, we'll sweep your momma So, please stay out it, or you leave in silence Come on! What! [Hook] [Lil Wayne] It ain't a game, nigga - I don't know who told you it was I put holes in your mug if you're holdin' a grudge Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load and the slug check ya low when I bust Come to show you no love Uh, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Uh, they can't fuck with me now, them can't fuck with me now Stop playin' when ya get it understood 'Cause I know if you know what's good for ya Come around your hood for ya You don't know me - I kill everyone who show love You have them motherfuckers lookin' all up in the woods for ya Uh, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Uh, they can't fuck with me now - them can't fuck with me now Come on! [VERSE 3 - Lil Wayne] It's too dark for ya's I ain't got no love for ya's Let gunshots smoked ya's Who fuck with us? Weed, liquor done corrupted us Wet a nigga like umbrellas Take the woman out a man; stomach out a man Pump and bust, the guts comin' out a man Runnin' out the Hummer with guns in each palm If the motherfucker sleep, call him come get it Niggas be kiddin' - me awake, deal away gun-spray - bullets damn near took off your son face Oh, shit - niggas on that whole shit Fours spit so quick like that lil' nigga ain't got no sense Slow this shit down - let me get back down to reality: I cause fatalities for any technicality Wipe off your family randomly - ya understand? It ain't no motherfuckin' game, and I ain't fuckin' playin' Come on! [Hook] [Lil Wayne] It ain't a game, nigga - I don't know who told you it was I put holes in your mug if you're holdin' a grudge Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load and the slug check ya low when I bust Come to show you no love Ah, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Uh, they can't fuck with me now - them can't fuck with me now Stop playin' when ya get it understood 'Cause I know if you know what's good for ya Come around your hood for ya You don't know me - I kill everyone who show love You have them motherfuckers lookin' all up in the woods for ya Ah, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Them can't fuck with me now - ah, they can't fuck with me now Look- It ain't a game, nigga - I don't know who told you it was I put holes in your mug if you're holdin' a grudge Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load and the slug check ya low when I bust Come to show you no love Ah, fuck with me now - them can't fuck with me now They can't fuck with me now - them can't fuck with me now Stop playin' when ya get it understood 'Cause I know if you know what's good for ya Come around your hood for ya You don't know me - I kill everyone who show love You have them motherfuckers lookin' all up in the woods for ya Ah, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now Them can't fuck with me now - no, they can't fuck with me now [Lil Wayne] Can't fuck with me now - it's not a game, nigga Can't fuck with me now - it's not a game, nigga Wha, wha, uh, uh, nigga! Wheezy Whee!!! (Whee! Whee! Whee!) Watch out! (Watch out!) more free lyrics |
16. _ Everything
[talking] I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father Damn nigga, y'all excuse the expressions What it be like up there baby boy, ay this here ya son hollerin at ya I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya But I know you watchin, peepin down on how I'm livin Ay, tell Jesus I said thanks for the blessings he sendin Please ask him to forgive me for the sins I commit Just let him know I'm still young and at risk Say, I'll never forget the time that you caught me smokin herb in the house I was dead wrong, I deserved to get out But you just talked it over with my mom and got it situated in due time Told me get the paper instead of high So now I take that advice and shed light over my whole life dog I wanted to be just like you my whole life dog I can't believe them niggas stole ya, that shit's pain to me But don't trip, I hold you down, you still remain through me And dog I know I can't see you but I bet that you smilin And I'm a make you even happier, I promise [Chorus 2x] I know you can't be close to my nigga, I know But I know you watchin over me nigga, I know But the shit's steady hurtin, burn deep But it's alright dog, everything gon' be alright dog I know you see my daughter growin up and bad as ever But she cool 'cause she do whatever daddy tell her And your wife, she's still the most wonderful woman I just built her a new house, she ain't runnin from nothin B and Slim, them niggas still love me like they own child Ms. Rose nerves get bad, but still she gon' smile And me I'm on some "squash it" and some debate it But I know they love it way more than they hate it And I know you probably laughin at the way I treat these hoes and these bitches I try love 'em, my BM be trippin But Rabbit, you know one thing, I got the game from you, every perspective That's why I keep the gun at close connection for protection And you see I left school behind and chose CMB It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely Watch over me my nigga, just guide me [Chorus] I swear to you man, at some times I really wish I was with you 'Cause I get fed up with this life and I miss you Somebody pass me a tissue, and let me wipe the tears from my eyes Yeah, nigga I cried, it's 'cause I loved you dog I promise I won't ever put nothin above you dog So I live my life in dedication of you dog I know you see me happy on the outside and hurt within Make me wanna grab that gun and burst again But I know they got a reason why I'm here And I know they got a reason why you gone And therefore, I'm succeedin on my own But you ain't never left me, nigga, you still dwell in my heart I can't forget you kept it real from the start And until my last breath I exhale, I'm a keep you with me And when we do meet again, I'm a keep you with me And tell them niggas Pac, B.I.G. and Pun I said "thay's my peoples" Watch over me nigga 'til I see you [Chorus 1 1/2x] [Wayne talking to fade] more free lyrics |
17. _ Realized
[Lil Wayne] What?! What?!! Look- Okay, let's cut the crap I'm straight gangsta - forget the rap I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wan' see me flip the crack And I'm quick to click and spit the gat I be dipped in black Sip the Coke mixed with Jack - Calico, clip to match Like: where them cats who trippin' at? - Point niggas out 'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front I lock it down for all my niggas that still caged in the dump So if I come, nigga, just save me a blade and a pump I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow Unlike no other, I'm real (??) like bag 'Bauds I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4 The Macks blow bullet holes for my cash flow Is that so? [Hook] [Lil Wayne] I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all If you don't get the hell when he swervin' by That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die [Lil Wayne] Look, Which one of these niggas playin' with me? I'ma strap up and slam his parent's street When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats I be damned if he get a chance to sleep I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree I flash the piece at your lil' woman and make her dance for me Then jam the freak with a broom - blood leak from her panty crease There has to be some explanation for this insanity Yeah, y'all niggas faker than that boy (fill in the blank) Now give me the dank Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank What's your kid gonna think? Come home and find your wig in the sink I dig in the bank, and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti For fifty G's I get ten ki's and straight out weight it I lock my area down - you can ask these boys They know Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys Never catch me (??) without them plastic toys It get drastic, boy Niggas that's askin' for it Wheezy, nigga It's Wheezy, nigga Who? Wheezy, nigga It's Wheezy, nigga [Hook] [Lil Wayne] I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die [Lil Wayne] I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or jokin' Bust shots, make you think the Grand Canyon open Leave a busta bandana smokin' from hot hollows Me and my niggas flip your coke, then cop hot hoes Two pistols, desperado gun busta Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya Hung under them killers and duck the pigs And all of our diamonds shine, and our trucks are big And, nigga, I don't really care if I don't sell a million quick 'cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks I sticks to what I love, and that's the street And stay away from what I hate, and that's police And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin' And leave a nigga somewhere lonely with his heart showin' When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake The metal will spray and let the bullets tear up your face Who is Wheezy, nigga? Who is Wheezy, nigga? Wheezy, nigga Lil Wheezy, nigga [Hook-2x] [Lil Wayne] Say, I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all [Lil Wayne (talking)] It's Wheezy, nigga - Lil Wheezy, nigga Don't tangle it, nigga It's time to step down, ya heards me more free lyrics |
18. _ On the Grind
[Lil Wayne] Whaaat You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones or dope and powder broke, and our sale's soap and flour And most of our customers come up to us daily Yet and still I cut this stuff crazy - a hustler, baby What can I give you? I distribute ki's to the kings and z's to the fiends, and ecstasy and weed to the teens You need to see Wheez - anything you like and I have 'em From crack to Viagra, and Vicadins valiums I'm the nigga they point to when you hit my av So get all your money together, come and get my slabs I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half And still enough for me to TV and deep-dish my Nav' And you can tell the law that I say they can kiss my acid For the white people, when I get you bricks for ten, I know the right people And I keep a nine on my waistline And I'ma be right on the corner, wodie - I'm gonna grind [Hook] [Lil Wayne] I tell 'em, "Whaaat!!" You see me hustlin' on the block all the time Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine Nigga, I'm tryin' to grind I tell 'em, "Whaaat!!" You see me hustlin' on the block all the time Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine Nigga, I'm on the grind [Lil Wayne] Nigga, y'all gon' respect Wheezy, or else the tec squeezin' shots I have your chest steamin' hot, and your sis' screamin', "Stop!" I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed On the corner 'til the mornin', see the cops and flee And if we beef, we don't beef long 'cause we gon' creep all night So I hope you don't sleep all night - we on your street all night Say, aw aw, I don't want your boy to get me shoes 'cause I spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes And the bricks move every followin' week So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me - got powder or d And I shower your streets until your av pass out More bricks than the three of your pigs' last damn house Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts And issue work for half and just grab that south For real, nigga - Wheezy Whee tryin' to shine From daybreak to nightfall I'm gon' grind [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Tell 'em, "Whaaat!!" You see me hustlin' on the block all the time Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine Nigga, I'm on the grind I tell 'em, "Whaaat!!" You see me hustlin' on the block all the time Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine Nigga, I'm on the grind [Lil Wayne] I start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki's Take seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it And I flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue And I'll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope, and crack to move Ask them dudes when Wheezy open shop, I ain't got a bag to lose Especially if I don't like who sent 'em to me and I'ma tax a dude Duck the Feds and drama like I duck my baby momma Sometimes I play it sour - what you thought was yay was flour I pull whatever for the cheddar - nigga gotta flash and floss Drought come around, then it's jack the cost or jack the boss Cock the gun, then I push rocks 'til I spot the sun All day I hung the block, I see the cops and run I'm tryin' to get rich 'cause I wan' shine You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time [Hook-4x] [Lil Wayne] I tell 'em, "Whaaat!!" You see me hustlin' on the block all the time Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine Nigga, I'm on the grind [Lil Wayne] Look, Whaaaaaa more free lyrics |
19. _ Get Off The Corner
The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy
While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances
The dope roped up in the cup of their pants
Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy
I got heroin in bundles, them highland o's
Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll
If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll
Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control
The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang
Plus it's a sweet day, me next score for three days
One time they say what you mean, i gets the green
Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me?
In my predicament i'm guilty until proven innocent
Hustle ridiculous, i'm tryin to get this dope continuos
Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain't tryin to fall
Want everybody numb like ambasol
But he heard
[chorus 1]
Uh oh
There go them fuckin po-po's
And if you know like i know
You better get off the corner
I'm a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin
Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models
And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas
Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas
You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin
With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it
Do not twist because lil man is trippin
They could have ya body in three different places
Ain't nothin gravy, but save it
Cause i'm a ride and hit the nigga street
Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree
While i'm shitty from the weed
Like were them bustas be
I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set
Come outside late at night to your surprise i'm here with tecks
Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it's so realistic
So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti
Be on the block until them souljas hit it
That's when he heard....
[chorus 2]
Blocka
Me come to tear your block up
If you don't want no problems
You better get off the corner
All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it
I make a livin in this crooked public distributin
Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin
The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six
See i crack the bricks right down to z's
Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp's to ki's
Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin
No droughts i don't sit on nothin
I don't believe i'm frontin
If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin
The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege
And the law don't bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g's
Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets
I'm tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap
I'm greedy, if there's any money bein made from drugs i need it
Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can't beat it
Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it
Does anybody else, i'll pay em a visit
That's when ya heard....
[chorus 3]
Come here peeps
I'm hearin that you run these streets
You don't want beef
Then get off the corner
[chorus 1,2,3,3 repeat 2x]
Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt
Blocka, you better get off the corner
Come here, you better get off the corner
Get off the corner, get off the corner
What, uh oh, get off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
Like dat, get off the corner
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20. _ F*CK It
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21. _ No Diabled
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22. _ Nigga in Rage
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23. _ No Jokin'
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24. _ 44 Wayz Ta Get Paid
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25. _ Somebody Shoulda
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26. _ Murder 1
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27. _ Bring in da Funk
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28. _ You Have the Right to Remain Silent
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29. _ Real Niggaz from Mia
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30. _ Smooth SH*T
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