Lyrics:
Buck, niggaz say, "what?" then he see me raise up
Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts exchange old niggas whole face soon
'cause I spray the nigga's
sleeping
I swear these niggaz demons
They'll do it for no reason
Every season
Hunting season
Shots fired
Now a nigga bleeding
They bout to put him in
Planes making movies every club, niggaz not actin
Word to ray Fuck yo age boy yo lil to me
Feel like rondo surrounded by these lul Timmys
I know Wayne
what I got
Neva step below this Vivrant Thang
Get into the swing, Do the lil' Ding-Ding
Me and Q-tip gon kick this thing
This Vivrant Thing
Hook: Q-Tip
Pops told me that I'm gifted
Said I could do it all by myself
Knowing none of it is fiction
Don't come cryin' for help, I do it myself
Y'all left me
[Lil Wayne]
What?!
What?!!
Look?
Okay, let's cut the crap
I'm straight gangsta - forget the rap
I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wan' see me
it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin raps
All about my snaps, tryin to put
the lil nigga I'll pay 'em
And when he come up with the product, ya'll niggaz spray 'em
Now why they
Had to do me on Friday
Chorus: B.G. (2x)
It's Friday,
niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops, dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops
Why should I lie,
thinkin' 'bout shit I never had
Pass through the W.S. neighborhood
Knowin' I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks
you better run
For the bell, Save by the bell If i don't ketch you now Ill see you in hell
Im the best rapper since Wayne and Turk
Free BG i know he
Building my empire nigga brick by brick
Half of you niggaz y'all never gave me shit
I took my losses bounced back and never quit
Put a dollar in got
ya lots
Got ya sayin them Hot Boy niggas too too hot
Too too hot
Chorus: (Juvenile)
What do ya call a nigga that be duckin the law ( Hot Hot)
What do
cribs came wit the maids
And if it didn't then you slippin', catch up
But by the time you do, I'll probably do it different
I'm advanced, see
this.
New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this.
[Lil' Dap]
Aiyyo, spark up the mic; little shorty on some wild shit.
I'll pull your file;
it
Shit, I'm here now, where it's at?
I'm there now, when I walk through the club
The real have stare-downs
And I walk by, lil nigga play the short guy
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
but I was makin' it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin' sellin' cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin' raps
All about my
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Them hoes they mad
Them hoes they mad
Now put Lil Wayne on the map cause he walk it off (ha
what's his name, huh?
That's how we do it ya'll
To all my niggaz in the house
Bad boy, who we die for
All day, everyday nigga
[verse 1]
For the love
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Lil' Wayne:
I tell 'em get off my dick, you niggaz can't fuck with me
It's Lil' Wayne and company
You come at me wrong, just another R.I.P.
from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the garden
Word life, this shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial even
the ho
The one that'll slang still
And keep it on the low
One that'll do time for me
And slang that fuckin co
To all you know
(Lil Wayne
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