Lyrics:
of the drug dealers (hitters)
We in the section, we plottin' on takin' your chain
When you leave out the club, nigga (stick 'em)
Show no mercy like a 'lago
I'm pourin up something coughing need medicine
Im like a medic I got somethin for everything
Side by side and we stay one step ahead of it
Looked in
We have them b****es like it was unplugged
Its Weezy Wee, Mannie Fresh, and Unplugged
We have them b****es like it was unplugged
Weezy, Fresh,
[Repeat x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Armed and Dangerous, Rich and Famous, Young and Restless
Guns and Stretcha's, Crystal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one
bitch you fuck her
OK? We only got one life to live
You hear me? You come here, soldier
You come here! Don't make me grab you by
The neck i want you - you
Voltio
(bumper remix)
luny tunes, que paso
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
rompe el bumper
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
hahahaha
(if
me right up close, you're like (Oh Em)
And where is D12 at, they like (We over here)
And where the fuck we going, we're like (No where)
[Verse 2 -
[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne Verse 1]
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don't love them hoes, f-ck
A nigga that wanna go get that new Lexus jeep
Lil Wayne,
Uh-huh, what kinda nigga got 10 round his neck, wha?
20 on his wrist, ha?
Money by the stretch ha?
in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol there," "violation here, violation here"
record, I'm highly respected
I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask lil' wayne
Ask judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol
Throwback sneakers and my new chains (Woo)
Suicidal if my contract was like Lil' Wayne's
Body droppin', every week you in a new gang (Woo)
Volkswagen
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
bang our drums, enter message through sound
We wrasslers and we takin' over your town
Hands sweatin', it's critiquing all this vibe I'm gettin'
Playlist
met at the Mandalay, she live in San Jose, visiting town with a friend today
When they hop in the Laundaulet, we 'bout to fuck over mandolin, champagne
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
Weezy F middle finger to life
So
up?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
to ride
Jungle Brothers' in the house and we're by your side
I know you know how we do that there
Move your body to the side
Put your hands in the air
I got my guys the Mobstaz Twista over there
You know what I'm sayin' we fin to do it up
We fin to kick it and smoke
You know what I'm sayin'
I
smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get
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