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(Lil Wayne) |
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Look look look - don't play with me |
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Look look look |
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Huh? Huh? Look |
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Let's get the pistols out the trunk, let's get ready to bust things |
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Leave a nigga block full of nothin' but guts, brains |
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Ain't no way, nowhere that these niggas could duck flames |
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My guns up for and tellin' all to suck Wayne |
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I'm runnin' with a clique that just be thuggin' heavy |
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Plus I'm runnin' in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it |
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One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven |
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Ever since my nigga died I've been strapped up and ready |
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Come and get it - it's Wheezy Whee, the hottest ever |
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Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater |
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I'm just terror, or better yet, horror or drama |
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And tomorrow I'ma hit the block and barrow your momma |
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Beef with me, you're swimmin' in water with sharks and piranhas |
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Revolvers and choppers got all your partners callin' the coppers |
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And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan Denali |
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When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin' your family |
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(Hook (Lil Wayne)) |
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Don't play with me - I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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And I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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(Lil Wayne) |
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What is this that done got me in your district? Twist it |
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Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians |
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I'm tipsy - I've been sippin' on that Hennessy, people |
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Then it get deeper, I start shootin' up innocent people |
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Seventeen creeper is who I - what I - be, dog |
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The clip slide in the four-five, then it blow five |
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In heat, dog? It's your life or me, dog |
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On four tires, or feet, dog |
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I still be on the block sweepin' |
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Nobody is not sleepin' |
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Got me in all black with a gun in a palm |
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Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the dome |
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Dummy, it's on - ain't gon' be no relaxin' and stuff |
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cause when I come through mashin' the truck, I'm blastin' a pump |
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and passin' a blunt - me circle once to see if he dead |
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Gotta be sure cause niggas promised me a ki if he dead |
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But, dog, you get it raw if you are with the kid |
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I'll push your baby momma car off the bridge |
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Huh?! |
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(Hook (Lil Wayne)) |
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Bet' not play with me cause I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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(Lil Wayne) |
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You might catch me with bandanas and strapped T |
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On the back street of your block in the back seat |
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I'ma cap three at the first coward I up and see |
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I'ma bust the piece and knock his body a couple of feet |
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When I rush your front door, you get a few to your stomach |
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Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral Sunday |
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Nigga shouldn't've played tough - wouldn't've got his head bust |
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Now your whole livin' room is full of pink and red stuff |
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Now you're gatted up, full of that vodka and weed added up |
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Fresh platted up, your T-shirt all tatted up |
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Crack in the tongue of my kicks |
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Plus I got a gun on my hip, and I'm runnin' the strip |
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I know you see me: Little Wheezy killaholeezy |
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A hundred rounds from the chopper leave 'em real sleepy |
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You know how we be smellin' weedy up in our clothes |
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Cutthroatin', connivin' killers, but that's all I know |
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Huh? Huh? Huh? |
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(Hook (Lil Wayne)) |
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Bet' not play with me cause I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Nigga, bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me - boy, I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me - boy, I wish you would |
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I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood |
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Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun |
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Then I pop my gun |
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Better hide and run |
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Niggas bet' not play with me |
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Look, uh-huh (uh-huh uh-huh) |
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Look look look |
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Look look look |
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Whoa |
