Lyrics:
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Badazz, Savage live, Fox-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Big D, Big D
Edge Hang, Edge Hang
Big D, Big D
Zone 3, Zone 3
I'm on the corner with killa's holdin' onto dem pistols
The only nigga dat [?]
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Radio Killa, Big Snoop D-O dub
The American Dream
Hey yo nephew, why don't ya come up off them keys?
Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies
You
a lil' bit about where you come from
Fire arms, sounds of alarms
Consistency in bodily harm
Where I'm from that's the norm
Fiend the ?
Lil' nigga
Reefer
Marijuana
Too many upper hands, dancing with Kali Ma
I'm Willy Wonka come up and get a lollipop
No facades, we're offing false profits
Faucet
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
coughin', chiefin', blowin' heavy holy dope
Playa fuckin' blessed by that funk, crunk by onion weed
Don't you think you higher than Lil Fly 'til you snort
to get away and to a vigi it ain't nothing but gun play
Buck these niggas I'm a killa sreaming regime deep navis wit heat like the A team and when my
your run-down
Niggas better have my money by sun down
'Cause now when I come through I'm stylin' on 'em
It's like I got hotter than islands on 'em
look in the mirra the eyes of a killa are staring back at you?
Its too late for prayin you know what I'm sayin there's noplace to run to.
The thugs
of the niggas you roll with don't want this
I'm a hitta by myself, you can ask the Bricks
2-4-14 the niggas I roll with, Ls
I'm not a hitta?
Somebody lied,
Chasing butterflies in Pasadena
Toss seashells to the blue
Nightly drive gelato the mood
I know you ready on cue
If starlink was built by midnight
and I came up, remember that killa,
That nigga named LeathaFace, now if you thug nigga pick up you pump,
and buck it, put a bitch up in a gutter, fuck it,
man
50 boys, we in this bitch, we come through blowin' shit like fans
Long live killa, I miss you bad, he had me pickin' up Pecans
Aye reminiscin' bout
a thousand-five cannons
Nigga gettin' it on
Peep out the window, I was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty
Them fuck boyz
They let lil boyz
I chew them up and spit them out
Then trash them
I'm hot girl wit
I'm spaceage with it
Call me eleroy
Lil
pack the streets of New York, I give em G-Rap
I'm cool, on the road to the riches to get my G back (I'll be that)
Killa Beez mind your beeswax
Past
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
The devil controls me to a sweet robbery
I cruise in my Chevy, shakin' these late nights
And soon the killa within me will come out again to take another
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