LA LA LA 

Songwriters: Carter, Dwayne; Crump, Lavell; Mitchell, Britchell; Smith, Trevor;Uh, huh, that's right, Carter 3, come on
Yea, Yea, walk with me, come, go with me
It's lil' Weezy Baby, ha, ha

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Yea, yea, yea, 1, 7
Cash money, young money

Born in New Orleans, raised in New Orleans
I will forever remain faithful New Orleans
I thank you New Orleans, thank you Holygrove
That's been my hood since a snotty nose

I come trough the hood suicidal doors
I use to come through the hood on the handle bars
Gat in my draws, money in my pocket
Crack in my jaws, I hope it don't dissolve

And you know I'm duckin' 5, 0 and my moms
Young and quick to go off like car alarms
Now the youngin' keep his mind on the Parmesan
Them other niggas ain't eatin' like a romadon

Spit the shit that make ya feel it in yo' chromosomes
Got my the money put my whole damn corner on
Young Carter part 3 on the corner store
Eagle street, keep it goin' 'til homasome

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Can I kick it?

Can I kick my story to y'all? My glory in God
My faith in my flow
I pray that I go where no other rapper has
And when you're rappin' as vivid as I
And limited as the sky so I study B.I

I bang Tupac, I hum Aaliyah
And soldier slim was a leader
Who am I not to follow greatness?
I give these mc's hell like they all atheists

Tell them hatin' niggas one like they in the matrix
And tell the cops I can buy my own bracelets
I'm a can keep the paper running like a pair of aces
Used to sport the Gucci bucks nigga no laces

Striped polo, five pocket girbaud
Mama got a two totter, I'm rockin' dolo
I used to have the starter jacket with the logo
And the hat, me myself had the no, that's the saints nigga

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Can I kick it?

It's Lil' Wayne and I'm a shine in da rain
Na, nothing gets clear without me signing my name
I'm just head lining da game
Won't quit till I'm a rod and da game

They ridin' da bench, they not and da game
I misplaced the key to da lock and chain
My spot remain like a bleach stain or cranberry
It's murder she wrote like Angela Lanceberry

I remember being small mane
New toys when my momma won a card game
Got my gifts before Christmas
Didn't have to wait for them

I had a 10 speeder scooter and a skateboard
(Ha, haa)
And we moved to the suburbs
Me and lil' Toya Johnson was love birds, aw man
And I swear, I feel born again
I'm in da building like da audience

LET THE BEAT BUILD 

Songwriters: Carter, Dwayne; West, Kanye;Yeah, I see you baby girl
I?ma kill these niggas man, yeah

Straight off the block with it
Eagle Street to be specific
I'm peepin? at you people different
I pay my dues, you keep the difference

I can see the end and the beginnin?
So I'm not racin?, I?m just sprintin?
?Cause I don't wanna finish
They diminish, I replenish

Scientific, I?m out this world hoe
I wear bright red like a girl toe
No homo, finger nails dirty
I think I'm dirty money since 12:30 am

Wave them if they sure take them
Right back and spray him amen
Yeah, I just do my Wayne
And ev?ry time I do it I do my thang

Yeah, believe that like a true story
Rims big, make the car look like it's two stories
If I hop out that?ll be suicide
No backseats, call that paralyze

I don't have a spine, I don't fantasize
I mastermind, then go after mine
You see I handle mine, I dismantle mine
I told her toolbox, bitch it's Hammertime

So excuse me as I nail 'em to something
And just repeal 'em, I'm a kill ?em
Someone tell 'em, I'm a kill ?em
I'ma feel his mother's mama can't tell 'em

And the doctors can't heal ?em, I?ma kill ?em
And yeah, we sell ?em, I know you smell ?em
If you want it, you can just yell it
And I be in the morning at your tele?

Whole ki go a twenty
Half a ki go for eleven
After me there will be nothing
I Am Legend and I Will Smith

Now that?s how you let the beat build bitch
That?s how you let the beat build bitch
Now that?s how you let the beat build bitch
Let the beat build bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah

And the beat go boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
Boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
It goes boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
Now say, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on, just a snare in the 808
Weezy baby on the mic, he awake
Okay I?d like to thank Kanye
And my nigga Deezle for giving me this diesel

Like a F-350 tank never empty
Damn everybody in the bank act friendly
Used to think my shit didn?t stank, boy was I wrong
Approving million dollar deals from my iPhone

I?ma take it 1, 2 way back
Like a silk wife beater and a wave cap
Or the wave pool at Blue Bayou
And I waved fool as I blew by you

Hello, hi you, I can buy you
But I wouldn't try you, feed you to pyru
I know what I?m doing, I sure improved
Show improvement and I know just to go into it

Could never amount to going through it
Whatever, how you want to do it, we can do it like we late
Ay wait, Deezle let me just get the 808
As I hit the kill switch

Now that?s how you let the beat build bitch
That?s how you let the beat build bitch
That?s how you let the beat build bitch
Let the beat build bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah

And the beat go boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
It go boom, ba-boom, boom
The beat go boom, ba-boom, boom
Now everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah

I am the best rapper alive
I am the best rapper alive
And I will eat you alive
Think I?m lying

Damn, I?ma get in the niggas chest like bunch a phlegm
Like a fuckin? ram, I?ma hunt for the lamb
I?m a dump ?em man, in a dumpster can
You ain?t a soldier, ask Uncle Sam, hair nappy like Pam

Nigga, fuck your plan, fuck your man
You ain?t a pimp unless you get the same bitch
To fuck your man and fuck your clan
And all my bitches know that?s my plan

Oh, goddamn, there?s my sound
Po playin? like that?s my band, gotta get it cleared
Suck my dick with red lipstick and don?t let it smear
And I got a lot of tattoos and I meant every tear
And I?m still on that street shit, back to the beat bitch

That?s how you let the beat build bitch
Now that?s how you let the beat build bitch
Let the beat build, we say yeah, yeah, yeah

And the beat go boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
It go boom, ba-boom, boom
The beat go boom, ba-boom, boom
Now everybody say yeah

And the beat go boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
It go boom, ba-boom, boom
The beat go boom, ba-boom, ba-boom
And say yeah, yeah, yeah

LET'S GO 

(feat. 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]

LET'S TALK 


Let's Talk it over now
Let's talk it over now

[Verse 1]
Knew I would love you like a fat kid love food
Knew I would score on you like Shaq did in school
Knew I was stupid, Knew I looked like a big fool
I must of had the flu, I thought the shit was cool
Knew you would fall in love with me and the shit I do
But never knew you would murder me, what did I do
Knew you was right for me, knew I was right for you
Knew I would help you sell, knew I would write for you
Knew I would keep you well, knew I would fight for you
Knew I would pull my heart out and bring it right to you
You knew all about me baby, but you wasn't about me baby
Young Wayne, prepare for change
Because it seem like girly don't care the same
You had my chain, you beared my name, the we had champagne

[Chorus]
Let's take a toast, to you and me
Let's drink a toast to honor the way its supposed to be
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh

[Verse 2]
Other people telling me I fell off
Other people telling me I felt y'all
Momma telling me I should have at least called
My mind telling me she should have at least call
Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-saw
Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-shore
But you got to let her be bored
And when you open up your eyes I hope you see more
And when I see you, I see a detour
Don't need to be depressed anymore
Baby girl I need more, now run your mouth until your knees sore

[Bridge]
Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over Noooooooow

Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over Noooooooow

Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over

[Verse 3]
5 karats on her finger got her hand smitten
But everybody get a ring even Scotty Pippin
Everybody got a thing but I guess mine isn't
What my vision
Soo I just sit in my Lamborghini let my top vibe with me
Kick back and get high with me
And if she still get me
I hope my wife know she got a player for life and that's no bullshiting
I push love to it's full limit
Do a hundred-ninety in the lane called memory
And I know you in that lane with me
But when the light change
You didn't change with it
And now im honking my horn
got to get that dead grass off of my lawn
As I mow's on, the chanpagne's never Froze-on
As it pours on the floor

[Chorus]
Let's take a toast, to you and me
Let's drink a toast to honor the way its supposed to be
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh

LETHAL INJECTION 

[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA, but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind, put you on front line and you will die, die, the American way

[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda]
So I woke up at the crack of dawn, a lot going through my mind while I stretch and yawn
Its a love-hate thing, but my heart is torn, man, let me just speak about whats going on
Hey, Dear Mr. President, why you got our troops in the war and they fighting over shit thats irrelevant
While the crime rates spread like an infection, Im trying to duck jail and a lethal injection

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, lip injection, lethal injection
Breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction
Breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, crime rate, lip injection, lethal injection
Lip injection, lethal injection, breast reduction, police corruption
Your assumption, economical destruction, breast reduction
Police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction

[Lil Wayne Scream]

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
What is your fucking problem, Im from the fucking bottom
I got a bunch of problems, and cant nothing solve them
My room is full of demons, I aint afraid of them
I hear them witches screaming, I raise a blade to them

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, lip injection, lethal injection, lip injection
Lethal injection, your assumption, economical destruction, breast reduction, police corruption
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, crime rate, lip injection, lethal injection
Lip injection, lethal injection, breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption
Economical destruction, breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction

[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA, but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind, put you on front line and you will die, die, the American way

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Question, what the fuck is you go do, when that new world come for you
When that new world come for you, revolution is never the solution
Prostitution, drug distribution, war contribution, all for the love of the constitution
Yeah

[Chorus - Lil Wayne & Gudda Gudda]
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, lip injection, lethal injection
While the crime rates spread like an infection, Im trying to duck jail and a lethal injection
Love, hate, size, race, grime, grace, crime rate, lip injection, lethal injection
Lip injection, lethal injection, breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption
Economical destruction, breast reduction, police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction

LIGHTS OFF 


[Lil' Wayne]
Cut the lights off nigga (Cut 'em off)
You know what time it is (What)
You know what time it is (What)
Strap -Up (Gun Cocks)

[Verse 1]
Alot of niggas better move out
Cause here I come with my click
With the tools out
All of a sudden all these cowards
Startin to spook out
It's warfare a buncha of niggas
Bout to loose out
It's time to load up them thangs
Hit the spot run in his house
And make 'em show up then thangs
Take 'em in the room go in his pockets
And then blow up his brain
No matter the weather
Rain, snow, sleet, or hail
I'ma slang that metal
So tell 'em niggas in yo' hood
To get it together
Cause i'm the tolas mario
And we down for whatever
Nerver underestimate or you goin under
Y'all keep on playin with Lil Wayne
But that lil' boy trouble
And plus this shorty be ?? wodie
Be storin' bundles M start wildin and
Hit the block and let his toys rumble
And it go ratter tatter
It be ?? niggas scatter
When the M-1 shatter
And everybody on they block
They get bout ten in they bladder

[Chorus 2x]
Tell 'em lights off
Mask on
Creep silent
Your lifes gone
We done left the block quiet

[Verse 2]
La
When it's time to ride
It ain't no time to play
It could be time to die
At any time of the day
And i'll be godammit
If i let a nigga steel me
It will not happen
Ima fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'em
And got my glocks rabbin'
Leave a nigga spot damaged
That's how the beat made us
I chief three blunts
So I can get a head rush
Then come around the corner
And your whole day crush
I'm sick and tired
Niggas choosin test a boy
They get hit and die
Some of 'em scared of man slaughter
So they stay inside
And watch they partner get lit up
And then they ask why
That's cause you played wit' me
They could'nt of known im'a guerilla
Drama stayed with me
Run in his home went to kill him
Took his head with me
You better get it right or keep it right
Or lose your whole town
Tell em' lights off
It's about to go down

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
Massacire all these streets block it off
Lil' Wayne in yo' hood
With something like a rocket dog
And i'm after ya
I don't pass beef
I stop at all
That boy got a head on his shoulders
I knock it off
I'm highly intoxicated mixing krystelle and vodka
Somebody call the doctor
Cause my chopper done went blocka, knocka
Nigga out the way man
I'm sorry but us guerillas we can't stay tamed, say it man
Are you ready, ready
Ready for warfare Wayne, Turk, Juvi, and BGeezy they all there
We all flare, don't care, dog they all tear
Give the guns to the one with the long hair
And block burner
It gets quiet they see the rims twenty four seventy
(Breathes)they breathe heavlily
Bullets they come steadily
You better stay off the block
Cause you might fall
You better stay off the block
Cause the lights off

[Chorus 4x]

[Lil' Wayne]
Lights off
Tell em' lights off
La, la, la lights off
Nigga lights off
We done left the block quiet

LIL ONE 

(feat. 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?

LISA MARIE 

[Verse 1:]
She said her name was Lisa Marie
And she was a beast
Woman so bad it's illegal to speak
She say she like me and she was eager to meet
And I was just as eager as eager as she
Body so sick u can eat off her feet
Go to the hospital die in a week
She say she was a model well obviously
Cause I can sure picture her between my sheets
Baby was a flower w/ rose pedal cheeks
And everytime she talk its like a gold medal speech
Intelligent she should teach.
And if so
I will be a nerd like screech

[Bridge:]
I told her I would write a rhyme about her
And it would be sweet
I said I need the perfect track she said that's deep
I worked on it all night didn't get no sleep
Now here is my song and this is the beat

[Chorus:]
This is the beat this is this is the beat
And here is my song about Lisa Marie
She she she said her name was Lisa Marie
Li-Lisa Marie [x8]

[Verse 2:]
She said her name was Lisa Marie and she was discreet
Her picture's in the dictionary next to elite
I told her we can get away we can retreat
Cut off my arms put um on her seat
Cut off my legs put um on her head
So I could run thru her mind like she does mine
And everytime she smile it make me feel like a child
In the supermarket on the candy isle
I saw a picture of her w/ her panties down
I fall asleep and dream I'm a camera now
I would love to be the water in her shower
Or one of her bath towels

[Bridge:]
I told her I would write a rhyme about her and it would be sweet
I said I need the perfect track she said that's deep
I worked on it all night didn't get no sleep
Now here is my song and this is the beat

[Chorus:]
This is the beat this is this is the beat
And here is my song about Lisa Marie
She she she said her name was lisa marie
Li-Lisa Marie [x8]

[Verse 3:]
She said her name was Lisa Marie and she was a piece
A piece of fine art like a piece of the leak
She was unique ex-quisite
Like x y z she was complete
And I think she like butterflies
Because she got one on her upper thigh
And her face is like summer time
Birthday the same month as mine w/ a different sign
Virgo I go wherever her go
If she say so I'm on her like a fur coat
In November she colder than December
She got me fallin' like TIMBER!

[Bridge:]
I told her I would write a rhyme about her and it would be sweet
I said I need the perfect track she said that's deep
I worked on it all night didn't get no sleep
Now here is my song and this is the beat

[Chorus:]
This is the beat this is this is the beat
And here is my song about Lisa Marie
She she she said her name was Lisa Marie
Li-Lisa Marie [x8]

LIVE FROM 504 

Dro fuck with me!
Live from the 504 it's Mr. Crazy flow
Jumping like a bungee no rope
Even in the dungeon I glow
Even if ain't sunny I glow
If it ain't about money I go
Nowhere I'm nailed to the floor
Money controls where I go
It is the sail to my boat
And it's going down it's going down
Like there's a whale in the boat
See you can smell that I smoke
And yep I sip that lean
You hit me with that combination that make my eyes bleed
I'mma shark in the water yep I swim with the big
So I don't have time to deal with willy the squid
L-lilly pad niggas l-look at the monster
Y-you don't want to crash like la la bamba
See it's me on the interey
And my new drop is very water-melon plum
Just call it fruit punch
I'mma old rapper getting new bucks
And all you new rappers your just new lunch.
haha
flow sick so sick
need a doc , yess
a creature monster
like the loch ness
i gets hotter by the tic,

for i sizzle to death?
i just tell the clock give me a sec
im in da middle of the wall
where my enemy at?
im runnin it like
eri-eric b enemy back

LOCK AND LOAD 

(feat. Kurupt)

[Lil' Wayne Intro]
Yeah, vibe wit me sweetheart it aint hard,
Ah fuck dem niggaz I aint worried bout dem
This Cash Money baby ya no what im takin bout
its the Carter II, Kurupt holla at dem niggaz (nigga)

[Chorus (Kurupt)]
We won, we won and then we shot that BB gun
they lost, they lost we took they shit now its time to floss (Lock & Load) [2x]

[Verse 1 (Lil'Wayne)]
22 year old 17 war vet life in the fast lane little red corvette little red handkerchief hangin out the right side back pocket jeans fallin
cover my Evisu sign
yep we do shine and they gon hate but they hated G's is baby we wont break
so we ride like four perrelli's so s-cary no security, no protectin, no conparin lokin heavy , Oceans 11 , aviators, both taker, so fakers, no players im
hollygrove to the heart hollygrove from the start dont cross airheart boluvard or the war i come from 1-7 one shot never that blum, blum, blrrr, blrrr,
pop, pop, clap, clap what the fuck hollygrove stand up nigga duck.

[Chorus (Kurupt)]

[Verse 2 (Lil' Wayne)]
get em get em weezy hit em where you kill em easy sit em in the river leave em they find em tomorrow evenin sinkin im prolly drinkin that
syrup thinkin I wont slip even tho im leanin like a broke hip. he aint know I got the nina with the full clip thats a sommersault, backspin full flip for
ya. push this button ill flip out and hit sumthin miss nuthin im just bustin until the scene clean. twelve hundred for the jeans stop playin a hundred
dollars for the glock in my pants who the man I am when I stand with it pointed right at your face knock your brains from the back of your neck for lack
of respect I strap a jet black gat to the death tell my momma to bury me with that no bullshit my hood gettin kinda crazy where I be so rony's wit me
cause he's the O.G.

[Chorus (Kurupt)]

[Verse 3 (Lil' Wayne)]
Fresh out the backseat of the figgity Phantom the hater I make em madder when I wave at em like "what up" if it aint bout money I keep goin
im tryin to get that green im tryin to mow my lawn but fuck. dem boyz (?) shoty on my armor dem boyz run up I leave they bodies on the lawn and duck the
fuck outta there cause baby its hotter there if this was a movie its time to roll the credits "CUT" its all over all of your brains are all over the
mother fuckin block im a mother fuckin rock hard body Eagle street 17 shots night vision double clip hot steady beam glock pop, drop little man drop this
is not for little bitches your man all (?) im layin in the drop thinkin of more money, Cash Money, young money, take money, your money

[Chorus (Kurupt)]

[Lil' Wayne Outro]
hahaha, yeah, lock & load, ya know, I thought they knew it was really real daddy, yeah, homeboy, my mother fuckin wristband was 300
dollars no lie, Dolce & Gabbana, they should pay me for sayin that shit, so is my jeans they wasnt 300 but they Dolce too, yeah, we won mother fucker, we
winnin over here, thats right, hey, somebody call gordon tell him pull up front open the doors suicide, lets ride out, you got money you know what the
fuck im takin bout, if ya dont, keep thinkin, if you can do that, your losin streak is goin up, why?, cause we here (?) straight up