Lyrics:
The first time niggas heard me spit it in the streets
I gave y'all a thousand bars wit Memphis Bleek
Stay strapped, heat in the car under the seat
6
a week
Without unsigned hype or battle of the beats
The first time niggas heard me
Spit it in the streets
I gave y'all a thousand bars wit Memphis
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
Lil nigga 'cause
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
But I got news for everyone of y'all
I know who yah is, plus I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib
[Hook]
Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
a must
by tha year 2000
lil wayne gone tear this game up
Verse 2(lil wayne of tha hotboys)
Boss b,slow down in tha jag ya lost me
u kno how i flow in tha
and make yo chest buckle
When I come I lay the sprays wit K's by the truck load
Should've got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle
Now yall was
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
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
Lil nigga cause
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
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
Lil nigga 'cause
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
and no the rhyme didn't even start yet
Bitch but here we go, come on Wayne, look
I, young money boy Lil' Weezy hold
It for A and Eagle
Cash Money cross
children
(B.G.)
Wodie my click balled up, do or die niggas
Disagree wit us is straight suicide nigga
(Lil Wayne)
It's a suicide, it's a suicide
[Lil' Wayne]
What, what what, what, huh
Huh, huh, Big Tymers, huh
Better act like you know it
I be comin wit' it
And you saw Wayne from a distance
a nigga to jail
Cause they loving a freak
(Lil' Wayne)
In my section it be off the heezy
And my section's being represented by Lil' Weezy
What the deal
wrist game
Built a house wit' cocaine wit' my wrist game
My whip game it is so crazy get
Them bricks from them boys in Haiti
Cocaine and water create it
Y'all lil niggas better get right
Y'all lil niggas better get right
Y'all lil niggas better get right
Y'all lil niggas better get right
Y'all lil
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Ladies an' fuckin' gentlemen, whassup?
It's the 'Kings of fuckin' crunk', you know it
Me, your boy, Lil Jon, Lil' Bo, Big Sam
On the motherfuckin'
wit 'em, I'ont neva raw these niggas
More money than 'em, I'ma son all these niggas
I ain't shoppin' but it's like I gotta store these niggas
Put 'em
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
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