Lyrics:
won't get tricked by yo stupid stuff
I'm smarter than that, I'm pretty tough
I got no problem shooting this up
Yeah some girl will say “hey”
It don't mean
The boi lil Wayne, the homie pimp c,
We got a lil story to tell y'all where we come from.
[Bow Wow]
I come from where a Chevy wit a trunk full of bump
there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
wit y'all
Y'all boys betta put 'em up, put 'em up what
Put 'em up, put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
the fuck is a list to me?
I'm used to not being on it, I expect it out 'em
Heck wit' 'em, I get my respect without 'em
Ain't really been into diamonds
Styrofoam
One man game nigga I'ma dye alone
So now I'm wit' yo' girl gettin' my ridey ride piper on
[Lil' Wayne]
And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you
' Wayne, the homie
Pimp see, we got a lil' story to tell y'all where we come from.
I come from where a Chevy wit a trunk full of bump is all that is
Me and Lil Wayne keep it real like we supposed to
It's a few niggas carros (???) that i get close to
Any other I put a slug above their shoulder
It
day (Adam Wayne)
Feeling my presence (Adam Wayne)
But they don't have nothing to say (Adam Wayne)
We doomed by design (Adam Wayne)
That's just the price
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Ladies and fuckin gentlemen (Whassup)
It's the kings of fuckin crunk (You know it)
Me, your boy Lil Jon
(Lil Jon) , Lil Bo (Lil Bo)
Big Sam (Big
popsicles
Pop up on bicycles
Pop y'all like spy pimples, yup Wizzle fizzle
Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne
But the dividends not little
Yeah don't
And if you ain't wit it then
You in the food chain
I'm in that wide body I'mma need two lanes
Blue seats white paint wetter than new rain
It look like
strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass
Stunna my Pa so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit me
[Hook]
[Repeat X2]
[Lil Wayne]
And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
Rush
Free Wayne
Bitch I'm screaming free Wayne
Lil B my fucking name
Westside, niggas know I'm about action
Ward of the state
Can't tell yall what happened
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
popsicles
Pop up on bicycles
Pop y'all like spy pimples, yup Wizzle fizzle
Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne
But the dividends not little
Yeah don't
[Lil Wayne]
Drop, drop, drop, what what what
After you back it up then stop
What, what, wha, drop it like its hot
After you back it up and stop
don't fuck the same chicks
'Cause its levels to this shit
Lil nigga we don't get the same paper, you a motherfuckin' hater
Boy its levels to this shit
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