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for me I don't back down from no nigga
They got a place for me

Lil Wayne:
See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands
Tryin' to rain clout

even bother
This is Bruv Moment Part IV
Chlamydia in the brain, annoying like a bee
Dark like Wayne, still no negativity
My IQ has scoliosis
GS got you

We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,

let me drop a lil some bout life
MY LIFE
not lil wayne n games life
ama saudi thug pimpin
never got into prison
but i luv my enemy's
cuz i fight 4 my

gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do

[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]

Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope

is leather
Lil maw twist to get my life together
Ya bitch meet me at the
Bar and we night together, cut!

And that's the only way we get down
(We get

need'em bitch sorry can't holla

verse 4: Lil Wayne
Now tell me what kinda
Nigga got diamonds that'll *bling* blind ya
I'm only 14 I'm a big tymer
I'm

monopoly 
I thank my dad he did right by me 
I gotta shine he inside of me 

I'll make this flow here a dedication 
Then I'll get back to the cerination
I

Pour up a four and I call it some mud
You call me crip on my hands I got blood
Come in yo crib wreaking shit like a flood
He selling half’s but you

niggas
Feeling like lil Wayne, cuz I'm always on the grind, nigga
A lotta fuck niggas waisting my time
All that sneak dissing they songs, but they mans

Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

inquire from a few niggas
'cause bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas
Get a grip, dead four-fifth in the hip
Slip, never picture me

Neighborhood Superstar

The Hot Boys

Get It How U Live!

1997

empala
Don't love'em don't need'em bitch sorry can't holla

verse 4: Lil Wayne

Now tell me what kinda
Nigga got diamonds that'll *bling* blind ya
I'm only

White Linen Affair (Toney Awards)

Ghostface Killah

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,

Oh, oh, oh
We be out here moving through the fire
Is you gon ride, is you staying by my side bae
Tell the truth cuz you ain’t gotta lie, is you

Mic, Lights, Camera, Action

Redman

Reggie

2010

to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study

you to be my prom queen
If you no believe. You can ask Lil Wayne
No be Zain. Common let's pop champagne
Bo se njo ijo yen. Oun dun momi
Ni so ni ile.

tinted, masked up like I'm Bruce Wayne
So much kick, it's Liu Kang mixed with Liu Kang, huh
Told her, "Quit the playin', we ain't K-I-Ds"
Lil' bitch

Only nigga trappin' in khakis the mathlete I know how much I'm at exactly
Got my fingers in all types of pots, boy, I'm like a chef by the way that I

I'm just fucking with ya
Wasn't me got an evil twin he go by the ripper
Lil dope fiend asked me for change pulled out a four nickel
Lil bitch asked me

and maintain but I am not Lil Wayne
That nigga wasn't trying to hear me
Beating packs down like Tyson Fury
I was prolly somewhere high with Quri
Stack Jacksons

twisted now
Ill put one in your brain
Boutta spit some shit 
Like im lil wayne
Yea im lil wayne 
I stay sane
I beat it up like im bane yea
I keep it up

ok)
So I put you in the game, phone jumpin like Lebron
Had a nigga in jail feeling like he was a don (Boss shit)
First visitation I got faded by lil

on nigga
She said sorry a million times like Lil Wayne's figures
He clinched up his fist this nigga bout to trip
Baby mag in the bag i just got yo slip in

mafia
But we never delved in the crime
We moving like entourage
We got no cameras outside
My bro like the Wayne's
We chill by the diner outside
I ain't