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you ain't never been no problem
Raised up by Wayne, Big and Mad Max off Top Shottas
Hung with drug lords my whole life, I'm used to countin' commas

Lights Off

Lil Wayne

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

better move out
Cause here I come with my click
With the tools out
All of a sudden all these cowards
Starting to spook out
It's warfare a bunch-a

don't be out here tryna find it
Hard work pays off, had lil buddy try and sign me
Out the dirt where I got it with this rapping I'm shining
Ice on my

knowledge man
Like I said man it's your boy Lil B, in here
With Chance, Chance The Rapper
Chance The Legend (IGH)
But we keep it goin' man, real smooth man

cause the Trues out
My lil' nigga DJ wil' he need to slow down
Out here wit his shirt off
Walking with his pole out i stay humble
I've been grindin' for

without
Niggas try to switch into my
Lane then spin out
It's all me from here out, no doubt

I'm all about stackin' money
(stackin' money) , blowin' it

just like I'm Wayne
Yeah, free my dogs up out the feds, swear to God, I miss my gang
Ayy, nigga, come around, his pockets hurtin', but he tryna hang

I Wanna Love You

Akon

Now, Vol. 17 [Portugal]

2007

Konvict 
Konvict Music
And you know we up front

I see you windin' and grindin' up on the floor
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already

Can't Believe It

T-Pain

Promo Only: Urban Radio (August 2008)

(She make the people say) yeah, (she make the people say) yeah (T-Wayne)

Now I can put your ass out, oh
Keep running your mouth
And if yo brothers

sittin' here with me
Mind on billions, mind your business, 'fore it smashed out on the window 

Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope

Born into the struggle
Out here steady grindin’
For them pieces to the puzzle
I ain’t mad at how you get it,
Gotta feed the ones who love you
In my eyes

[Lil' Wayne]
And this is just a mixtape
Damn
And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you mothafuckas come for me...Yeah
Don't worry if me got a gun you

This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now.  They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan.  They don't know if they

I'm Ridin'

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD]

2006

dough from the '90s
Shiny P-90 in the lining
I'm dining, don't time me, motherfucker

Hot Boy Wayne
Since the beginning, I've been in and out of some

Name me a rapper that is flowin' on an own beat
I did it all by myself, give me the first seed
They used to ask me to go out to the night club
Do you

beats, baby)
Great John on the beat, by the way
 
I don't care if it still stink, I'ma leave her alone
Even though she out here wishin' R. Kelly was

get money with stacks
Sabb out here he don't know how to act
Vynce Wayne that's my shooter you know that's a fact
AC he on go and you know he attack

I been working hard making these moves
I've been out here trying to live my dream
I do this shit for me ain't nothing to prove
I don't wanna keep

muthafuckas know they clique ain't older than mine

Chorus [Lil' Wayne]

Nigga it's that U.P.T., where we be all the time
You find big bodies and dead bodies

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
(Haha, thisbeat hard)
Ayy, bitch, I'm out here thuggin' bad
Got belt to ass like I'm your dad
Go put a 50

niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill

Stay out the way and take care of ya love ones
How the fuck is you out here stuntin knowin yo ass owe Nigga's money
You gotta show em you ain't frontin

niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here

B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo

Out the Pound

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son

2006

But it's a must we do this here, homeboy
We got the diamonds in the back, tinted rolled up (yeah, yeah)
Blowin' out the pound in a brand new truck