| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| Listen, listen | |
| When.. i come through.. bustin' | |
| Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin' | |
| Weezy wayne, hot boy, i.. be.. thug-gin' | |
| Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin' | |
| Catch me at tha shop, i will.. be.. there | |
| And my prices stay low, i keep.. it.. there | |
| And if you want it raw, i got.. it.. right.. here | |
| And if you want war, i am.. your.. nigh-tmare | |
| This is all i know, it's bang bang | |
| I hustle and slang slang | |
| My block.. i hang hang | |
| Who am i? lil' wayne, man | |
| I represent cmb | |
| My cell is ten in heat | |
| I usually get in beef | |
| Was taught that it's him or me | |
| I pop head-bustas quick | |
| I rock here for my brick | |
| I chop that, i'ma (?) | |
| My shop here (????) | |
| I always.. thug in black | |
| And always.. bustin' gats | |
| Your girly's.. fuckin' back | |
| Now how you... lovin' that | |
| (chorus 2x, [juvenile]) | |
| Hot boy$, wodie.. respect.. us | |
| Represen-tin' cash money.. records | |
| It's warfare, you better fes up | |
| But if you ain't scared, they blow.. your.. set.. up | |
| [lil' wayne] | |
| Listen, listen | |
| I give it to 'em how they ask me | |
| Raw and nasty | |
| Tha ak, i pack it | |
| Believe i'm 'bout that action | |
| Slash a busta like a fraction | |
| I'm on that yolla | |
| Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder | |
| Ride on your block, i see a dozen of weak jerks | |
| Now it's time for your momma ta order a dozen of t-shirts | |
| For only half-a brick | |
| I'll blast tha fifty | |
| And i ain't gon' stop shootin' 'til i jam tha clip | |
| Yeah, i'm a small creeper, what | |
| But it's about ta get ugly | |
| Ya'll betta call people up | |
| I'm about ta start shovin' my sawed-off between your guts | |
| Wayne 'bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up | |
| Ya'll betta duck | |
| When it get real, they hide from me | |
| But, all them bustas 'bout ta get killed, i'm tired of it | |
| Man, i'm thuggin' 'til tha day i.. i die, cousin | |
| Weezy wee.. let 'em burn, bring tha fire truck in... (whoooo!) | |
| (chorus 2x) | |
| Nigga, let it be known | |
| I'll come blow up your home | |
| Take a few blunts to tha dome | |
| And.. show up alone | |
| Just me and my.. flame-torch | |
| Wayne start.. danger | |
| Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya | |
| Burnin' off that hennesy | |
| Some-a ya'll be feminine | |
| Bounce in with a twitch | |
| Leave 'em crawlin' out a ditch | |
| God damn... son of a shhh!.. don't speak | |
| I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. give 'em heat | |
| Your cheese, i got.. ta.. get.. paid | |
| I'm goin' all out, no matter what.. it.. takes | |
| I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper | |
| Kill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my.. nature | |
| Tote m1's and keep.. tha.. block.. hot | |
| Sell wrong colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot | |
| Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man | |
| And if a boy play, i ride.. at.. night, man | |
| What! | |
| (chorus 3x) | |
| [juvenile} | |
| Uh, uh, uh | |
| Say lil' weezy | |
| You did this one here, ya heard me | |
| They ain't gon' never get weared out from this one | |
| It's like they said, boy | |
| In tha year 2000, it's all about wayne | |
| It's your chrome, man, run that thang | |
| 17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown | |
| Do that there | |
| Huh, huh, huh, huh |
| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| Listen, listen | |
| When.. i come through.. bustin' | |
| Everybody on.. tha block be.. runnin' | |
| Weezy wayne, hot boy, i.. be.. thuggin' | |
| Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin' | |
| Catch me at tha shop, i will.. be.. there | |
| And my prices stay low, i keep.. it.. there | |
| And if you want it raw, i got.. it.. right.. here | |
| And if you want war, i am.. your.. nightmare | |
| This is all i know, it' s bang bang | |
| I hustle and slang slang | |
| My block.. i hang hang | |
| Who am i? lil' wayne, man | |
| I represent cmb | |
| My cell is ten in heat | |
| I usually get in beef | |
| Was taught that it' s him or me | |
| I pop headbustas quick | |
| I rock here for my brick | |
| I chop that, i' ma ? | |
| My shop here ???? | |
| I always.. thug in black | |
| And always.. bustin' gats | |
| Your girly' s.. fuckin' back | |
| Now how you... lovin' that | |
| chorus 2x, juvenile | |
| Hot boy, wodie.. respect.. us | |
| Representin' cash money.. records | |
| It' s warfare, you better fes up | |
| But if you ain' t scared, they blow.. your.. set.. up | |
| lil' wayne | |
| Listen, listen | |
| I give it to ' em how they ask me | |
| Raw and nasty | |
| Tha ak, i pack it | |
| Believe i' m ' bout that action | |
| Slash a busta like a fraction | |
| I' m on that yolla | |
| Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder | |
| Ride on your block, i see a dozen of weak jerks | |
| Now it' s time for your momma ta order a dozen of tshirts | |
| For only halfa brick | |
| I' ll blast tha fifty | |
| And i ain' t gon' stop shootin' ' til i jam tha clip | |
| Yeah, i' m a small creeper, what | |
| But it' s about ta get ugly | |
| Ya' ll betta call people up | |
| I' m about ta start shovin' my sawedoff between your guts | |
| Wayne ' bout ta cugghhgghhgghh ball people up | |
| Ya' ll betta duck | |
| When it get real, they hide from me | |
| But, all them bustas ' bout ta get killed, i' m tired of it | |
| Man, i' m thuggin' ' til tha day i.. i die, cousin | |
| Weezy wee.. let ' em burn, bring tha fire truck in... whoooo! | |
| chorus 2x | |
| Nigga, let it be known | |
| I' ll come blow up your home | |
| Take a few blunts to tha dome | |
| And.. show up alone | |
| Just me and my.. flametorch | |
| Wayne start.. danger | |
| Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya | |
| Burnin' off that hennesy | |
| Somea ya' ll be feminine | |
| Bounce in with a twitch | |
| Leave ' em crawlin' out a ditch | |
| God damn... son of a shhh!.. don' t speak | |
| I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. give ' em heat | |
| Your cheese, i got.. ta.. get.. paid | |
| I' m goin' all out, no matter what.. it.. takes | |
| I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper | |
| Killforthescrill was.. in.. my.. nature | |
| Tote m1' s and keep.. tha.. block.. hot | |
| Sell wrong colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot | |
| Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man | |
| And if a boy play, i ride.. at.. night, man | |
| What! | |
| chorus 3x | |
| juvenile | |
| Uh, uh, uh | |
| Say lil' weezy | |
| You did this one here, ya heard me | |
| They ain' t gon' never get weared out from this one | |
| It' s like they said, boy | |
| In tha year 2000, it' s all about wayne | |
| It' s your chrome, man, run that thang | |
| 17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown | |
| Do that there | |
| Huh, huh, huh, huh |
| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| What what what | |
| Listen, listen | |
| When.. i come through.. bustin' | |
| Everybody on.. tha block be.. runnin' | |
| Weezy wayne, hot boy, i.. be.. thuggin' | |
| Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin' | |
| Catch me at tha shop, i will.. be.. there | |
| And my prices stay low, i keep.. it.. there | |
| And if you want it raw, i got.. it.. right.. here | |
| And if you want war, i am.. your.. nightmare | |
| This is all i know, it' s bang bang | |
| I hustle and slang slang | |
| My block.. i hang hang | |
| Who am i? lil' wayne, man | |
| I represent cmb | |
| My cell is ten in heat | |
| I usually get in beef | |
| Was taught that it' s him or me | |
| I pop headbustas quick | |
| I rock here for my brick | |
| I chop that, i' ma ? | |
| My shop here ???? | |
| I always.. thug in black | |
| And always.. bustin' gats | |
| Your girly' s.. fuckin' back | |
| Now how you... lovin' that | |
| chorus 2x, juvenile | |
| Hot boy, wodie.. respect.. us | |
| Representin' cash money.. records | |
| It' s warfare, you better fes up | |
| But if you ain' t scared, they blow.. your.. set.. up | |
| lil' wayne | |
| Listen, listen | |
| I give it to ' em how they ask me | |
| Raw and nasty | |
| Tha ak, i pack it | |
| Believe i' m ' bout that action | |
| Slash a busta like a fraction | |
| I' m on that yolla | |
| Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder | |
| Ride on your block, i see a dozen of weak jerks | |
| Now it' s time for your momma ta order a dozen of tshirts | |
| For only halfa brick | |
| I' ll blast tha fifty | |
| And i ain' t gon' stop shootin' ' til i jam tha clip | |
| Yeah, i' m a small creeper, what | |
| But it' s about ta get ugly | |
| Ya' ll betta call people up | |
| I' m about ta start shovin' my sawedoff between your guts | |
| Wayne ' bout ta cugghhgghhgghh ball people up | |
| Ya' ll betta duck | |
| When it get real, they hide from me | |
| But, all them bustas ' bout ta get killed, i' m tired of it | |
| Man, i' m thuggin' ' til tha day i.. i die, cousin | |
| Weezy wee.. let ' em burn, bring tha fire truck in... whoooo! | |
| chorus 2x | |
| Nigga, let it be known | |
| I' ll come blow up your home | |
| Take a few blunts to tha dome | |
| And.. show up alone | |
| Just me and my.. flametorch | |
| Wayne start.. danger | |
| Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya | |
| Burnin' off that hennesy | |
| Somea ya' ll be feminine | |
| Bounce in with a twitch | |
| Leave ' em crawlin' out a ditch | |
| God damn... son of a shhh!.. don' t speak | |
| I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. give ' em heat | |
| Your cheese, i got.. ta.. get.. paid | |
| I' m goin' all out, no matter what.. it.. takes | |
| I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper | |
| Killforthescrill was.. in.. my.. nature | |
| Tote m1' s and keep.. tha.. block.. hot | |
| Sell wrong colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot | |
| Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man | |
| And if a boy play, i ride.. at.. night, man | |
| What! | |
| chorus 3x | |
| juvenile | |
| Uh, uh, uh | |
| Say lil' weezy | |
| You did this one here, ya heard me | |
| They ain' t gon' never get weared out from this one | |
| It' s like they said, boy | |
| In tha year 2000, it' s all about wayne | |
| It' s your chrome, man, run that thang | |
| 17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown | |
| Do that there | |
| Huh, huh, huh, huh |
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