- Guerrilla Warfare
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1.Bout Whatever
(修改)
Young turk：
(verse 1)
Fatiuged up full of that dope ready for war
Me and mark wit k's tearing yo station up
Baggin' that kill shooting at anythang that's chillin'
Wit a hundred rounds..so u know there's gonna be a killin'
Better stake yo-self in a place we can't see
Ramble at night in the evenin' we creep
Bout whateva nigga killin niggas like a season
Duct tape body snatchin niggas for any reasons
You best believe we'z real
We too hot and hard to kill
Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
Ain't no escapin' choppers gone set it off
Lil' wayne bout that funky shit
Leave nigga fire if out of line get rid of quick
The.....magnolia is where i be
Where a soulja i leave a nigga stain
Messin' fo weed
(chorus)
1(turk) --bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
2(wayne)--triggas i ain't and yo station i'mma run through it
3(turk) --bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
4(wayne)--look here man i ain't scared to lose my life
*(turk) --bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
*(wayne)--triggas i ain't and yo station i'mma run through it
*(turk) --bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
5(wayne)--eah..man i ain't scared to lose my life
(verse 2)
The young head busta
Eliminating niggas like nuttin'
Fifty shots i release hit yo block head bustin'
Turk and wayne the youngest of the squad with the ride
Magnolia i represent til i die thats no lie
Infered beams chest head shots i'm givin'
Bullets flippin and still but nothing but gun smoke when u slippin'
And yo body hot like shit you drop nigga
Hit yo block in the jag wit the top dropped nigga
Soulja rags wit black bows i thugged out
Two times a hot boy wit' two slugs in my mouth
Before five we cocked back always ready for beef
Still got niggas on my side who gone ride wit me
I hope u bout what i'm bout cuz if not ya all in
I be in shitty colors a-k sex and ten
No heisitation in my blood line
Killin' niggas still no thang and i put it on yo mind
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(chorus)
Repeat turk's line 1
Repeat wayne's line 2
Repeat turk's line 3
(wayne)--it don't matter i ain't scared to lose my life
(repeat over again)
(verse 2)
I let'em sagg strap wit' automatics fully loaded
Gloc's wit' 17 for the haters is why i tote it...never loaded
I'm sobber nigga i stay on my shit
Nigga want beef wit me...i ..ee..jack on that bitch
Bout that druggin' 17 nigga i'm thuggin
Nigga disrespect me get licked out like a ruggin'
I.......discharge like a hoe
Nigga fall like ceaser to the morge is where they go
I ain't no hoe for you niggas that don't know
I pack the a-k and the fuckin' fo..fo i let'em flow
You get hit you crapped out
Head shots thats what i'm givin' brains be all out
You faint fall out when they hear about you
I release, release the whole clip not few
Nigga you through when u fuckin wit' me
Lil turk the h-b from the u-p-t
(chorus)
Repeat turk's line 1
Repeat wayne's line 2
Repeat turk's line 3
(wayne)--eah...man i ain't scared to lose my life
(repeat first three lines over)
1*******
2*******
3*******
*(wayne)--look here man i ain't scared to lose my life
(repeat the last 4 lines over again)
Nigga...(what)...(what)
Nigga
Turk and wayne
Ha...ha...hot boys
2.Boys At War
(修改)
(lil' wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(juvenile)
Everyday i hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot, they be killin' my block
They be havin' them whole people scared up
They be havin' them lil' children scared duckin'
But they don't give a fuck
They wanna see whats up
Niggas done play wit' his people now they gone bust'em up
Some of them snortin' dope, some of them bag that kill
Some of them jus bout that foolishness some of them play it evil
I remember the club, they got banged up
Nigga was in the middle of it wit' his brains bust
And his partner saw, all of them niggas face
And now they wanna turn the tomorrow into a murder case
Nigga get out of jail, he still be up in beef
Gotta get some money, gotta get him a piece
Gotta get him a low so he can beef up
Catch a nigga down bad and woedy gettin' stuck
(chorus)
(b.g.)
Dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I sat dem niggas from downtown, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem cash money niggas, yeah dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem hot boy niggas, yeah dem boys at war
(lil' wayne)
(huh!!)
Nigga...what!!...what!!
Walk it like you talk it nigga
Wayne's sparkin' nigga bulldogs be barkin' nigga
This is the army nigga whoa woedy keep it cool
Fo i get full of the c and d and take out me and you
See personnally...i can't see..when dem niggas out to murderin' me
So i spin blocks in bently's
Keep'em from murderin' me
Me and the butcher knife killa
Two wild loose guerillas....untamed guerillas
Nigga....were....y'all....at, i'm a lil' tiger
And i wear....all....black full of that fire
And i puff til its gone, boy i'mma a rider
Strap up cuz its on
What!!....nigga thinks its cool to not wear a vest no mo'
Boy in this war, you want eve much have a chest no mo'
Y'all boys ain't ready to get lost in cross fire
Never dem toss (?) we'z neva die
(chorus)
Dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from the 17th, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas out the 3rd ward, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem 13th niggas, yeah dem boys at war
I say dem at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem hot boys niggas will take yo boys to work
(b.g.)
Now it was drama going on in my neck of the woods
Beef kickin' through out the hood niggas up to no good
Look here..they stappin' up, click clackin' up...loading dem thangs
Niaggas are taggin', they backin' up, they let'em hang
My niggas walkin' up, pullin' up, fuck a drive by
Cuz the nigga on the passenger side automatically die
Capable to slide, wit' a u-p-t
You out of bound, you ain't from uptown, cross martin luther king
Its pistol play on up and up
Niggas being big mouthed so they gettin tossed up
You better be about yo business cuz its going down
Niggas gettin' out, two weeks later they body found
I can't be fuckin' with them niggas drawin' beef to me
Have me in shoot outs that don't concern the b.g.
I play it like the next nigga fuck he play it raw
But i gotta watch my fuckin' ass cuz dem boys at war
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Dem boys at war
(chorus)
Man..dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from downtown, dem boys at war
Yeah dem boys at war...oh dem boys at war
I say dem hot boy niggas will take yo boys to war
(turk)
Camoflaugin' undisguise on the hit
Hummer's we drivin' and in it yo boy told us we ain't playin' wit
Nothin' but head busta...thats who i roll wit'
Hangin' from coppers wit' choppers givin' a fuck..we hit
Bitch...dem boys at war in the nolia
Niggas be shell shocked knockin' heads of a shoulders
Spittin(?) mac 10, grenedes blowin shit up
Troopers be on roofs wit' scopes shootin shit up
Head shots what they givin' no surrenderin' you never die
Spin in da bed, in the rover wit' the six tires
Cuttin' throats leave'em hangin' like ropes
Dead bodies is what you find, niggas be dying slow
Killa's gone ride wit' lows
My nigga l be teamed up
S-k's fifty shots and choppers
Nigga its nothing descent in this battle donkey
Untamed guerillas and bout leaving you funky
(chorus)
(b.g.)
Dem boys at war...dem boys at war
Dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war
Dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from downtown, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem cash money niggas, oh dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem hot boy niggas, oh dem boys at war
Yeah dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem 3rd ward niggas, man dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...i say dem boys at war
I say dem real ass niggas, well dem boys at war
Wear yo chopper take a nigga to war
Wear yo nine and take a nigga to war
Prepare yo fire take a nigga to war
You ain't gone believe what u saw
Nigga been playin' the game raw
When you at war playin' the game raw
Dem boys at war
Playin' the game raw
Dem boys at war
1--they playin' the game raw
2--dem boys at war (repeat 1 & 2 nine times)
Look..they playin the game raw
Dem boys at war
Dem boys at war
Dem hot boy niggas will take yo boys to war
Dem cash money niggas will take yo boys to war
My nigga juvenile will take yo boys to war
My nigga lil' weezy will take yo boys to war
My nigga big baby will take yo boys to war
My nigga manny fresh will take yo boys to war
That nigga b.g. will take yo boys to war
3.Clear Da Set
(修改)
Lil' wayne：
Clear da set nigga
(what) (what) (what) (what)
(verse 1)
See i be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble
Ready to come out the truck 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 on the block with shot gunz
But when i finished, made it look like yall had pop gunz
Dressed in black...long hair...long gaks...lights off no stun'n
Pack to the back, no mask, i'm thuggin'
(what!)what u wan' do, if yo ribs don't bust it
Then 20 mo' nigga's follow in hummer's, so ain't nothin'
(look!)17 ward is where i grew up at
So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at
I blew up that cmb so respect my peeps
Or else you want yo life to be all over the streets
Now watch me the younger soldier bring u closer to death
A little more than you expect nigga...i clear da set
Chorus:
You know they say lil' wayne dem hotboy he will bust dem heads
Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead
Dem...dem...really shouldn't try lil' wayne cuz he will play with k's
And will bust a nigga wide open and put his brain on his plate
Now watch a nigga neighborhood (phhhh!!!) go up in flames
They...they all got burnt, couldn't can't stand the heat
I bet none of them (?) jackers ain't gone test lil' wayne
Cuz i...i clear the set messin' wit' me
(verse 2)
I find a nigga where he stay
Cock my iron release and spray
We gone ride or we gone play
Its on my mind nigga anyday
Make you die where you lay
Try me and see what shakes
Why nigga i ain't fake
Bahdi bye bye now apply away
With them blood claw...lawd(lord)
The m-o-b will break them nuts off...lawd
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The must really think this is checkers boy...but why
But to be this hot when u play wit' a peppa boy...now cry
Look...look...i don't mean no harm
But u might think i'm wrong
But if u play with me and my click, you'll blow up like a bomb
I...i upset yo home
Throw slugz at yo dome
Just gimme the word and i shine the chrome bring my help and its on
Yall lil boys shouldn't come against the uptown assasin
Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon
Soulja bandana wit' bannana clips to fit in my sweeper
Once i hit the set look everybody burns like a heater
(chorus)
Now hold up as i bust back, watch playboy
Keep a dub sack, hey boy
Come to irritate yo day, boy
Watch yo chest seperate, boy
When i cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots
And done kill them blood clots....what the deal
Yall niggas wants some more of wit this
Killas like us will take it to you front door with this
See hittin' corners ain't no real biggie
I'm use to be set in that (?) wit my still flippin'
I'm pistol grippin'...ridin wit my grill glisten
Niggas done caught up in beef ..till they still missin'
Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin'
A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin' bout he gone kill yo ms.'s
Now peep it out
We gone clear da set but watch'em (sweep!!!) sweep it out
I'm cheap and cheaper and cops bustin' in yo people house
If the nigga wan' play i turn batter to flour
So nigga clear da set and bout 5 after the hour
(chorus) 1x
I make'em watch a nigga neighbor (phhhh!!!!) go up in flames
They..they all got burnt they can't stand the heat
I bet none of them (?) jackers ain't gone test lil' wayane
Cuz i...i clear the set messin' wit' me
With the blood claw.....lawd(lord) (repeat 3x)
Hot boys untamed guerillas...what!!!
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4.Get Out Tha Way
(修改)
[b.g.]
Watch out
Let them hot boys through nigga
Get out tha way
What nigga
[b.g.]
Straighting up bitch nigga fore my cake cut loose
You gives a fuck bout me i gives a motherfuck bout you
If it's trouble you like it's trouble i bring
I'm a bosser i ride at night and i'm gonna let mines hang
I sho discriminate at all (at all) beef i eliminate i play the game raw (game raw)
Sleep i advise you not to do when it's walk time
I have niggas catching they cut when i be slinging nine (uh uh)
Lil wayne, juvie and turk that's who i roll wit (who)
If i gotta lick that's who i go kick in the door wit (who)
Baby is who i drink that absolutely no wit (who)
That's my nigga that's who i always toss a hoe wit (oh)
You know b.g. about that shit em up and bang bang (bang, bang)
You know them niggas that i roll wit bout the same thangs (same thangs)
We've been thugging since way befo i got alittle fame (alittle fame)
We ahead of you niggas cause we got alittle chain (alittle chain)
Get out tha way nigga
Chorus: [b.g. & lil' wayne]
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
[lil' wayne]
Yo, yo
Seperate me from the fake
I'm from highly grove (grove)
Pop the trunk to get my cake, low, cock, and load
I'ma guerrilla nigga walking wit a pump in my hand
M-11 around my back wit two glocks in my pants
Load a bag of that bups so i could hit a nigga up
Jump out tha back of the hummer wit something that goes "brrrrap"
Better vacate the premises
Cause we wipe out you peoples leave no witnesses
They call me the number one thug
See i be all about that hum bug
You play around and catch a dumb slug
Cause i be all out, pants fold down to my ankles
Think i ain't about function you get stump like kirk franklin
You get got, flip flopped tossed and tumbled
I'm running wit your life in my hands oops i fumbled
I'm a nigga from the troubles started up in ruse
Better get out the way let my clique come through
You heard me
Chorus: [b.g. & lil' wayne]
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
[young turk]
A hot boy that's who i be's wodie
And i stay geared up wit tee bo's and ree's wodie
Forever thugging is in me so i'ma do what i do
Keep it real fuck wit me or my dogs and you get yo shit peeled
On the real we pack steel that'll kill
Loose lips ain't shit so keep yo shit sealed
When we come through, scit scat or get hit
Don't matter what size you is got bullets that gonna fit
Call me the young thugger, thugged out everyday
Bout slinging nine at anytime i don't play
I run wit guerillas out that wild magnolia
T.c. six and wheelers knock your neck off your shoulder (come around the wrong)
I'm from uptown where niggas get lowed down
Dump bodies and miss you and in the back it can't be found (come around the wrong)
It ain't no game nigga it's that guerrilla war shit
Shot's at close range starts when it gets dark shit
Get out tha way
Chorus: [b.g. & lil' wayne]
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
[juvenile]
Now motherfuck that, you got my money i don't trust that
Look black give me what's mine fo you get bust at
Now up that cause my trigga finger's be starving
Depause them, niggas that be jumping over margins
Now call them laws for me like he had a big crime too
This ain't no warning you gonna have to
It's a reason niggas be doing what they do
I feel like you feel when somebody playing wit you
All time, i don't stop, ya'll don't stop
Like jordan block we hit em up wit dumb glocks
We run shop cmar stamp of approval
My nut's drop on your partna just like ?
It's so many niggas out here trying to shine
Fucking wit a champ, running off at the same time
Haters gonna come and go cause i'm a strong little nigga
See and see tell me what's going on little nigga
Chorus:[b.g. & lil' wayne]
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
You better get out tha way, them out hot boys on they way
You better get out tha way, them out hot boys on they way
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
Come around the wrong spot you will get shot
We make you drop it like it's ah, ah drop it like it's ah, ah
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
You better get out tha way, them hot boys on they way
5.Help
(修改)
What's up man?
These hot boy$ back at it again, ya heard me?
Oh and it's guerilla warfare time
We got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared
Look here
Luxury cars on chrome, i play that
Five figure bonds on charges, i'd paid that
Ounces of coke at a young age, look i weighed that
My click done blewed up you know haters, they hate that
Come around me with a bad bitch, you know i'mma take that
Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick i sprayed that
Drop a track watch how quick i go and lace that
Cash money i don't think y'all niggaz could really faze that
Beef with me, i don't think you ready to face that
Put money in front of me and watch how quick i chase that
Nigga give me the weed and i'm ready to blaze that
I'mma man and if its my charge, i gotta take that
Mouth off yo brains, and i'mma have to waste that
K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste that
I'm so large, i gotta phone, the fedz can't trace that
You gotta respect i'mma fool, how you love that
Hook:
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
Nigga, my click raw, play it us we blow shit
We was trained for war, believe we act a fool bitch
We take situations fo, we don't play no games bitch
We put on sound to talk aloud, the kids claim shit
We on another level you stuck on the same shit
Cmb came through now we done rearranged shit
We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain't shit
Y'all ain't from uptown, can't come homebound and say the flow, you
Bitch
We don't wear the suit, we wear tee's, fro's and reez
We think absolute, got bigettes on our rollies
Y'all know we drive fine cars, lexus and benzes
I don't know what women think they could fuck wit b.g.
Not in a million years, you could come and top this
I wonder who goin do my beats, fresh rock shit
Give him five or ten minutes, he goin drop a hot hit
Fuck that other nigga, them hot boy$ come in and shot shit
Hook:
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
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They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
These hot boy$ on top trained for drama
No way you goin run, try to hide, we goin find ya
I you forgot its my job to remind ya
We bust twos, playa haters we misuse
I don't give a fuck, i bruise nigga
If you ain't know, cash money straight fools nigga
Now baby got the illery duct off fo' sho'
Me and lil' weezy, jumpin' out the two do'
Lexus coupe with the combat boots on
Soldier fatigue, ready to get our shoot on
Niggaz goin bleed
You heard of us, we murderers, and dangerous
Ain't no serving us, we creep silent like burglarers
We busting our bang, that's off top we trill
We don't fuck with the lame, we all real
And we about our motherfucking change
We do or die for life
We represent to the fullest, and we ride tonight
Hook (2x):
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
(during the last time the hook is said)
It's like that ya heard me?
We told y'all niggaz need help right now
We steal and fuck shit up ya heard me?
Just like that man, not all everybody goin be hot boy$
But nigga know who the original hot boy$ is
Ya heard me?
It ain't no secret
Them cash money millionaires
Man that's the motherfucking real, original hot boy$
Everybody wanna be hot boy$
Boy that's cold, that's sorry
Niggaz know they sorry fo' that too
But it's all gravy
Can't strip m
Ya heard me?
We laying it down
And it ain't no secret
You need to get yo' own shit
Damn, why you have to run with our shit
We put this shit together
We the originators
Yea
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6.Intro(Guerilla Warfare)
(提供)
7.I Feel
(修改)
B.g. talking：
What's happening?
The hot boy$ got some feelings they like to get off they chest
And if these niggaz feel like we feel, then y'all niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.g.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be b.g.
I feel lil' wayne will burn yo block so quick
I feel turk will be quiet and take yo shit
I feel juve will catch you slipping and unload the tech
I feel a big ass helicopter on the set
Sometimes i don't even know how i feel
But i feel if you hating shit goin' get real
I feel like goin' buy me a brand new car
I feel like the neighborhood superstar
I feel like goin' buy me a new rolex
I feel this album goin' bring a big royalty check
I feel this nigga mad cuz i fucked his bitch
I feel like this nigga could just suck my dick
I feel like we taking over the industry fo'' sho
I feel like this bitin'' wannabe soldiers already know
I feel like fresh is the best at beats
I feel like when you hear this shit you goin' feel like me
Hook: (b.g. and juvenile)
Nigga fuck you, i feel just like you (3x)
B.g.:
You fucking with the b.g., you fucking with the whole crew
Young turk:
I feel like niggaz trying to size me up
I feel like niggaz trying to bust me up
I feel like "look, i can't be stopped"
I feel like me and my click too hot
I feel like hitting the block with four niggaz
I feel like the whole cmb made niggaz
I feel like hitting the ho after this ''cert
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with juve, the b.g. and turk
I feel like we bout to blow up in this world
I feel like if i gotta hustle i'mma sell some ?furl?
Sometimes i just feel like jumping shop
I feel if my rhyme got beat, i'mma ride
I feel if a nigga flex up i pop the ?tro?
I feel like i could a nigga ho if i want
I feel like just getting it how i live
I feel like respect my mind lemme feel how i feel
Hook
B.g.:
You fuck with lil' turk, you fucking with the whole crew
Juvenile:
I feel like i'mma lose my life for this
I feel like i'mma have to fight for this
I feel motherfuckers they goin' say i'm wrong
I feel niggaz goin' get buck when they hear my song
I feel like puttin' 20's on up in my car
I feel like taking these bitch niggaz to war
I feel i deserve me a platinum plaque
I feel i shouldn't have to ask for that
I feel y'all hos know a nigga want here
I feel y'all bitches know i'm holding my dick
I feel y'all know i'm bout to hit me a lick
I feel like goin' to texas for me some brick
I feel the policeman making me sick
I feel like the law don't wanna see a nigga with shit
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I feel like walking on my judgement now
I feel like ??? on a budget now
Lil' wayne:
Nigga i feel like that everything i write somebody else will bite
I really think its the south fresh tracks they be tight
I just can't explain i feel like when 200 0 come it'll be out my way
I feel like the hot boy$ them should be the president
I feel like burning up yo body to leave no evidence
I feel like money is the most important thing next to my seater
I feel like i should have no bald head tramp up in my beamer
And i also feel that i'm also real
Ain't no rollie like my rollie, noone live like i live
And i, i feel that i'm one of a kind
I feel like niggaz call shot but they ain't got bitches like mine
I feel like tonight i'm goin' ride, ride
And if you feel you goin' die, die
Now baby, baby, baby what the deal
Respect my mind i'm just telling you how i feel
(the rest is talking)
B.g.:
Now look, how you feel juve? how you feel?
Juvenile:
I feel like a millionaire
B.g.:
How you feel baby?
Baby:
I feel like pocketing mo bottles than a lowlife nigga fuck that
B.g.:
I feel like fucking all these niggaz' bitches who be hating on me and
I'm fucking 'em anyway
I just signed this deal, i just bought moms a new crib
And it's all good
I feel like bringing my car by ?killing?
I feel like letting 'em just bust that bitch out
Baby:
I feel like making a come up in a ?milf?
I feel like getting that ?alley goat? by myself
B.g.:
I feel like motherfuck the world
I feel like buying diamonds for my lil' girl
Baby:
I feel like niggaz need to stop stealing our shit
Ya heard me, stop stealing our shit
B.g.:
I feel like mannie fresh is the shit
Baby:
I fell like turk...i feel like turk is the block burner
Young turk:
And i feel we taking nigga child if they hurt our feelings ya heard me?
Baby:
I feel like fuck the world nigga
B.g.:
I feel these niggaz need to stop stealing our shit
8.I Need A Hot Girl
(修改)
(mannie fresh)
You need a hot one i got one, i take and bend
Shake it down, break it down, with me and a friend
Biggity bounce, slide, ride, work that thing to the right
Push it down, push it up, boom you dynamite
Lick it up like ice cream, nigga you know
To make me bow bow bow bow (rocky balboa)
See i lovin it when you thuggin, baby just don't stop
You could wobledee wobledee (drop drop it like it's hot)
Beat it up and eat it up, love that's yo dick
And if you ain't from the ghetto, then ride out bitch
Arms, legs, backs, and breast
You better read her fucking tats
Nigga mannie fresh
Suck it up and yuck it up, baby work on that pole
Got them niggaz in a circle hollerin here we go-o
Back that azz up hea all the way to the zipper
I really love you hot girl but i got to flip her
Chorus:
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(baby)
I need a hot-n-spicy hoe i can shop with
Give my hoe 10 g's, tell her to spend the shit
See my hot girl ride lexus coupe, bitch
And she got the matchin roley-o, floss your shit
And she got the matching links for the winter bitch
See a real hot girl can't be faded bitch
Roll the dice, hit the sev', no crap no bitch
Got the brand new rover out the showroom quick
Customized tv's all through that bitch
Yokahama 20-inch dubs on that bitch
See my cash money hot girl floss her shit
Ridin uptown bumpin hot boys ya bitch
And that blue faced rolex i bought that bitch
Keep big head benjamins on through her shit
Fuck a "thug girl", them hoes can come and suck my dick
I need a hot girl to represent this uptown shit
Chorus: repeat 2x
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(b.g)
Where my bitch at? look a hot girl is a silent hoe
If a bitch get outta line she a violent hoe
Ain't no pest, far from being a whining hoe
Fuck up she confess, she ain't no lyin hoe
That's what i need, a hot girl is a jazzy bitch
I'd take her any day for a classy bitch
On the down low for her nigga she a nasty bitch
I tell her touch it, she gon' reach down and grab the dick
I bust a nut, it's soft, she get it back hard
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The police kick in the door she take the charge
If a nigga goto jail she run for a nigga
Money orders, business, and go run for a nigga
She be a nigga ballin, would get bout it for her nigga
Lemme come thorugh, hit the stash, and walk up by the nigga
I can't see no other bitch for the b.g.
But a hot girl fo sho call her a h.g. (a hot girl)
Chorus: repeat 2x
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(turk)
I like'em hot, the ones that don't tell me to stop
Eat dick swallow the cum, and they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(lil' wayne)
She a doggy wit it, she gon wobbledee
Then she know im da want it wit it
Open her legs and squeeze a nigga
Like she want me in it
Now turn around and back it up
Then throw it at a nigga
Tell her i say, "ohh that's enough"
(turk)
Give me a gansta ho, one that don't give a fuck
And thata shank the hoe
The one that'll slang still, and keep it on the low
One that'll do time for me, and say fuck the po'
To all you know
(lil' wayne)
Lil' wayne in the twat have it hurtin and thumpin
They be like, "that nigga small girl but he workin wit somethin"
Lil' wayne on fire i'll smash on your boo before a hot girl bang
What's the matter with you?
Chorus: repeat 2x
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
(b.g.)
Understand look, that's a motherfuckin hot boys
Definition of a motherfuckin hot girl
Do you see what i'm saying?
It's all gravy
If you fit the description, then come on get with a nigga
Come on get with a nigga
If you think it's ???, come get wit a nigga
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9.Off Tha Porch
(提供)
10.Respect My Mind
(修改)
[lil' wayne]
What
Check, check
Head buster, set ripper
Neighborhood superstar
Corner splitter
While we dispose of
Nigga broad hitter
Hot boys soldier
Expedition flipper, hell
Niggas be terrified from us 'cause they know how we play
Them niggas hide from us or catch 3 from a k
I'm just a scrub, i can't scuff; i'm too light to fight
I'm lil' too thin to win so i ride at night
You're fake, respect, nigga
You're playin' with the wrong one
I'll break your neck, nigga
You're playin' with the wrong gun
I use k's to wet niggas
I'm sprayin' the whole room
Better watch your back, nigga
Lil' one, that's a wrap
March nigga step up when i.. i bust a cap
Niggas drop like (whistle) splat
Keep jokin' here, and i'm gon' show you what i'm 'bout
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out
(chorus)
[lil' wayne]
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out
Respect my mind or have them boys in your house
[b.g.]
Respect my mind, look, we be ridin' on chrome
Respect my mind 'cause we get our shine on
[lil' wayne]
Respect my mind 'cause we that hot boy clique
Respect my mind, nigga, you can't phase this
[b.g.]
Respect my mind, look, we'll fuck your bitch
Respect my mind, look, we 'bout that gangsta shit
[juvenile]
Nigga, watch me grow up
When i was small he had plan
My daddy was ballin', and he was the right-hand man
My poppa bought us a house to keep our family secure
Livin' good on a ranch in the middle of the woods
I understood at a young age my poppa would spray
Seen him slit a nigga throat and shoot one up in the face
He'd be murder case after case: he was untouchable
But he had a right-hand man that wasn't trustable
Who undercover slow he made deals under the table
Workin' for the feds 'round my people wearin' a cable
My daddy got busted, so he got left with the dope
All our shit got repossessed, and our family was flat broke
Moved back inside the projects in summer of '84
Developed my hustlin' skills from yomey and black zo
When i got to the point that i wasn't small no more
Hooked up the same nigga that handled my daddy dough
I know that he sheisty; but this nigga just don't know
Swear to god i ain't 'bout it; but this nigga just don't know
I got a few under my belt and i'ma make it one more
Cock the 4-4 and knock his brains out on the floor
Respect my mind
(chorus)
[b.g.]
Me, wayne, turk, and juvenile gettin' blunted
In fresh pearl-white suburb 1500
No stun'n, countin' 100 thou', nigga fronted a brick
He should have knew hot boys wasn't bringin' back shit
That's how the game go, and that's how the game get played
Head buster, for sure, sweat no hoes, haters get sprayed
All week long, look, i'm a nigga on the grind
All year round i make you niggas respect my mind
Every single day it's a must i tote that fuckin' iron
Disconnect your spine, leave you funky or paralyzed
I blues blocks to bust heads
I use glocks and play hotels to the feds
Niggas know i ain't the one to be repped on
Move when i'm comin' through, or you get stepped on
I don't give a motherfuck if you got your vest on
I'm shootin' through that, thought you knew that
That's how b.geezy do that
I ride dirty, and when i ride you die
All the time you bitch-niggas gon' respect my mind
(chorus)
[turk]
Nigga, respect my mind
Can't, then stay your distance
Kill realahs like that, nigga, you come up missin'
I soak your spot when you're repping on me
Get hit with shots when you're hatin' on me
What's happenin', wodie
Do you think you ready for us
Disrespect our mind, fuckin' over you is a must
Come through your cut
Nigga, it's over, don't spook now
'cause when you was talkin' 'bout us it was all good, ha
Nigga. fuck all that; i ain't gon' talk, i'ma save it
Original h.b., nigga, i ride mercedes
A young rich nigga, my whole team playin' with figures
Wear soldiers and 'bauds, and gettin' richer and richer
I got stacks of money, and fuckin' plenty hoes
Nigga, respect my mind or i'll knock off your nose
(chorus 2x)
[lil' wayne]
Respect my mind
11.Ridin
(修改)
(intro)
We ridin coming up out of the flames with the k firing (ride, ride)
Hot boys ridin our flames firing (ride, ride, ride)
(juvenile)
I'm bout to make a move so you best to 86
Cause i be coming through
With shit that be seperating bricks
You got a rudin' tude(attitude) then you best a get it fixed
And ain't no missing you cause i got too many clips
Hey then then too many times i gotta straighten the cross
Them niggaz was trying but i was breaking m off
If you had it on your mind i was taking it off
Either get up and whine or break to the north
Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it
Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it
Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it
Right after your head bust i expect to exit
I'm a punch you when you're out and unlock it, i got this
Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we're shoppers
I'm about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets
Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it
Why not bitch
Chorus:
Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me
You ain't guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me
And what i ride like a roller coaster
When i ride with uptown soldiers
Look here we ridin we ridin
We coming up out the flames with the k firing
We ridin we ridin
We coming up out the flames with the k firing
(b.g.)
Me and my boy lil' wayne rolling
Strapped up in black clothes ain't no ass holing
Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off
Head busting bg straight gotta play the game raw
Now look here nigga better be gone
Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling
Cause off top i'm gone get my mother fucking creep on
Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes
I'm a flee off the scene with my rees(reeboks) on
Black thicker shirt and my gb's on
Run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on
Cause when i come ooh ooh it's hot the heat's on i know you feel it nigga
It's pure ruckus when i enter
I sent a message letting you know i spin ya
Been bro shooting
50 plus behind air t retaliation is a must
Hollows get bust brain get bust
Anybody here here
When i'm full of that shit
And i'm on a mision to split it get split
Peep me i play for keeps i kill m all
No deciding
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I take no prisoners from em all when i'm ridin
Chorus
(lil wayne)
Uh i come to leave a nigga smelly
Full black better get ready with my m-elevy (mack eleven)
Up in my 98 chevy i swing corners
Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya
Now it be me (uh huh)
And i be wayne (uh huh)
This little clique like a chain to your brain (uh huh)
I shoot first for my talking
Rougher than a carpet
Heard about hot boys erase your name up off the market
And nigga break a swell fly
Camouflage up out of the sky
What if i buy you die
Look i spin corn! ers like a daily routine
The bad choppers told a nigga i be 17
I got a 10 shot glock
Inched back then i pull it
I'm coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets
I be twisting round your block in all black nigga
Full of that style don't move i day act nigga
Find where you at and then i ch-chop nigga
I'm on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga
Now whoa what saying to shite
My 9 be about that
Watch it (crack) crack and i'm riding
(turk)
Ride around with the 2 shooter
Ain't gone help ya
Playing round with the 50 shooter
Scalp you like a scalper
10 percent gone help ya
90 percent gone fail ya
Vests can't protect what i bring best
Believe it's gone fail ya
4 deep in a navigator on a creep
Windows tinted black on black in leather seats
Hot boys with hot girls ready for beef
Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat
Desert eagle with hollows
You got nothing but egos
Putti! ng hands to niggaz that's at evil kineevil
Playa haters like shit, get assed out
With no doubt blood blood rush out like a water spout
Ld niggaz best believe they be ridin with me
Shot l tuck best believe he be ridin with me
With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was
But no he wants to spark the shit up
Chorus
12.Shoot First
(修改)
(papa rue)
Yea, yea you ??? it's papa rue (4 real)
And tha hot boy$ puttin it down for cash money!
Come down!
Chorus: (papa rue)
Have you ever heard of a murda, bloody murda
The hot boys come one time, how many say murda,
Bloody murda, cash money packing the low iron!
Head bussa, wigsplitter one time!
Hot boy$ cummiting crime!
Head bussa, wigsplitter two times!
Just feel the heat of me low iron!
Verse 1: (lil' wayne)
Blah, to your face, hollow tips go chase
Drum rates erase, everyday in the face (4 real)
I, i, shoot first, slugs leave quickly
She test me, plenty, niggaz gone bleed (yea, yea)
Under the position of blood and crystylle
Hittin a nigga section with guns leavin it foul
Blow out cha sky's you coming bak with the guns
Lil bads yell hot! to the top of my lungs
Same nigga that a hit you set beat you son (4 real)
You know me lil' shorty meacita's son
Lil' wayne nigga, calleon, h-o-t, b-o-y, u-p-t soldier
Can't stop me, with the bullets i throw, and the k's i tote
And the weed i smoke, and the corners i done sew
Who, you not ready uh uh not now, not then, not ever
Now bomb clear the spot, better back off, fore i blast off
Put my mask on and watch i,i, act a dawg
Ya'll wanted beef and what we made it worse
3 steps shoot pah!, nigga we shoot first!
Chorus: (papa rue)
Have you ever heard of a murda, bloody murda
The hot boys come one time, how many say murda,
Bloody murda, cash money packing the low iron!
Head bussa, wigsplitter one time!
Hot boy$ cummiting you crime!
Head bussa, wigsplitter two times!
Just feel the heat of me low iron!
Verse 2: (b.g.)
It's a dirty world, gotta play the game for what it's worth
I was taught the way to survive a shoot out is to shoot first
That first draw daily it a leave you ass in the hoarse
And i refuse to be the one on the t~shirt
Now lil' turk you got the ak? (he say for sure i got it)
Lil' wayne you drivin? (b.g. you know i'm drivin)
Juve put your camouflage nigga tonight we ridin'
These niggaz thats playin with us like flys they gone be droppin'
We burnin' block like a forest fire burn nigga
Them chopper bullets melt you body open burn nigga
Like a perm sittin in a hoe hair to long burn nigga
Beefin' with the hot boy$ i hope you people got insurance nigga
It's gone be 187 after 187, it's gone be blukah after blukah on my mack 11
Every time i hit a nigga set the seen get worse you heard me
Fuck all that stuntin, duck, cause i'm shoot first ya heard me!
Chorus: (papa rue)
Have you ever heard of a murda, bloody murda
The hot boys come one time, how many say murda,
Bloody murda, cash money packing the low iron!
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Head bussa, wigsplitter one time!
Hot boy$ cummiting you crime!
Head bussa, wigsplitter two times!
Just feel the heat of me low iron!
Verse 3: (young turk)
When i shoot first erasing every nigga on your set
Two timer my thug name i be thuggin in black
More artillery than an army have reala
Serving you block you get caught be the one to killa
Settin, no hesitation in my per finger (cash money crew)
When my guns bang it be singing like a sanger
Head banger shottin niggaz like a sarenge
Wanna play games well say hello to my friend frankie
The nigga who working with 50 shots can't run can't
Hide so you automatically got, nonstop it becoming with full speed
Nigaa that's what you get fucking with a nigga like me
Tha h.b. hot boys from c.m.r.
Like juv, fuck with us it a be no tomorrow
Think we playin, and test us bad nigga
It a be you ass one more nigga who will get a figure.
Chorus: (papa rue)
Have you ever heard of a murda, bloody murda
The hot boys come one time, how many say murda,
Bloody murda, cash money packing the low iron!
Head bussa, wigsplitter one time!
Hot boy$ cummiting you crime!
Head bussa, wigsplitter two times!
Just feel the heat of me low iron!
Verse 4: (juvenile)
Now a nigga was makin cake rolls by the case loads
Kept a chopper with a arm fold wherever i go
And i always had to hustle & i could go head
I was snatching by the truck loads all in your shit
My mommy used to tell me you gotta slow down
But i didn't wanna hear shit cause i was a clown
Look i done showed you lil niggaz
I done mold you lil niggaz
You besta not play with me cause
Look,i done told you lil niggaz
I ain't the one my nerves bad, i move quick
That was potna that you killed what's happening with you bitch
I hit em bam bam, two to the chest
Bam bam two to the head
Bam on through the neck
I looked up, now which one of you
Bitches wanna be next, i picked the case
And then i broke through the jects
Damn them bitches saw me i hope they don't talk
But if i think they gone talk beleive they ain't
Gonna walk, you see these golds, these diamonds,
All these houses, these jews, they got niggaz
Trying to jack and i'm acting a fucking fool
I know that everyday i gotta protect my naps
I know that a nigga wait'n trying to put it in my lap!
(shoot 1st.)
(papa rue)
Have you ever heard of a murda, bloody murda
{papa rue is a reggae type rapper, just flow with it}
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13.Sick Uncle
(提供)
14.Too Hot
(修改)
(b.g.)
I took off, fuck the law
Lookin for b.g.
Sayin that i killed a nigga around the club last week
Get out the same ride in a big body
So i flip and scrip 9 minute ef three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me, i got the eraser
I don't discriminate i flip a bitch too
She got to be eleminated i kill a bitch too
She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her
To let me drop her off by this nigga
Off the river
She ridin with me thinkin that it's cool and shit
She dont think i know that she let her live loose and shit
I'm gonna pull over pull her out and pop some slugs in the bitch
And leave her pussy stinkin cuz i dont love a bitch
But i was smart comin up, never trust a bitch
And don't hesitate for a minute to chug the bitch
She was tryin to get me locked up
It was a must that the hoe get cocked up
Fuckin with me best believe that i'll do 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 ya call a nigga that be playin it wrong (hot hot)
What do ya call a nigga that don't give a fuck who you are (hot hot)
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball (hot hot)
(hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot)
(juvenile)
Lil one and gone
Lil one was stuck in this shit
Lil one say he gonna bust a nigga head if you fuck with his bitch
Lil one got the court hot
Lil one got the dough bar in front of your mama house up in your block
Lil one got the 44 cocked
Lil one ??? even no pops
So lil one dont give em no props
Lil one make em timber
Lil one got a bad temper
Lil one killed that boy in november
Lil one be hustlin
Lil one be thuggin
Lil one doesnt wanna come up from nothin
I know lil one aint gonna stop
I know lil one aint gonna let a nigga run him off the block
Lil one kind of remind me of me
Man lil one a g
Lil one runnin with the big boys
Lil one fuckin these hoes
Lil one got some of these old niggas rolled
Lil one makin his g's
Lil one runnin them keys
Lil one four-hundred degrees
Lil one be shy
Lil one got twenty inches on his ride
Lil one got two calls for fives
Lil one don't give a fuck if he die or not
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Lil one said to jumball he gonna ride on his block
Chorus x 2
(young turk)
Hot boys we on fire
They don't gotta nigga who could outshine us
Cash money records will there be nothin nice
The rolex be werlin
Full of ice
We get our spark on nigga
Through the week
Me, wayne, juve, and the b.g.
How you luv it now boy
You brove ha
Cuz you're cold and we're hotter than a stove ha
Fuckin hoes, after shows
Tag-teamin, in them hoes my wee be shooting semen
Gots sports cars
On chrome realla
Bein slim get out of the house and walk the tone realla
Hot boys we livin edges hope ya heard the word
Duckin the law runnin through ports with a flock of birds
We too hot
Chorus x 2
(lil wayne)
I have you burning up cuz i be (hot hot)
Like a firecracker
I'm (tss tss) pow
See these niggas can't take me
Cuz they know they takin care of my baby
Don't get mad, just follow me now wodie
We the real hot boys
All of them other fake niggas need to stop boy
I got diamonds and gold and i told my strap
Got my reeboks and boys and i ride on platinum
Hot girls who i'm after from the utp
Wodie i got that fire, so holla at me
Now look deep into the holes you see 8 in the hand
Put them things up inthey (ugh) like a stake in the grass
I'm a real hot boy i'm shakin the deck
If you a real hot girl you can take it in half
Lil' wayne playboy can't put the fire out for a nigga
Stop tryin, i be too too hot
Chorus x 2
The hot boyz, the hot boyz
Niggas is the hot boyz, the hot boyz
Them niggas is the hot boyz, the hot boyz
Them niggas is the hot boyz, the hot boyz
On fire
Grab the maggy lever then the boys wouldnt step
Grab the 8010 then the boys wouldnt step
Grab the 223 then the boys wouldnt step
Young turk, juvenile, lil wayne are real hot boys
15.Tuesday And Thursday
(修改)
Turk：
Two of the hottest days of the week
They harrassin' and hackin' niggaz in that upt
N.o.p.d. be rollin' so deep
They be fuckin' over niggaz
Kickin' in doors
Sometimes, they be pullin' triggers
Ya hustlin? better chill out
Cuz they not for jokin
Making sure they close shop
All day, they gon' be smoking
So i advise you just to stay inside
If they catch you down back, for sure you takin' that ride
Downtown, rilla
Where niggaz doin' time, be waitin'
Better be bout your issues
For your ass they gon' be chasin'
And every man for they self in that pen
So if ya all in nigga, ya all in
For help, ain't there nigga, ain't no callin'
So if ya got a chance run when ya hear that siren
Tuesday and thursdays, they gon' be ridin'
Stay ducked off cuz it's safer when ya hidin'
And they don't give a fuck what shape and sizin'
Lock you down prison rate steady risin'
Chorus:
On tuesdays and thursdays you better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
On tuesdays and thursdays you better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
Lil wayne:
Shit, nigga betta hop, skip, and jump on the block
On tuesdays and thursdays better run from the block
Stay there if you want and get ???
Ya on them white boys and get hung from a ???
Look, look, look, look, look
Nigga betta run
If u got some ???
Lookin' for some freedom find that you will get none
And damn i ain't even much see my p.o. last month
I'ma play the hotel
I missed my court date i ain't tryin' to end up in jail
I'ma put up some mail in case i have to make bail
I'ma still rhyme swell
Shiiit, might as well
And stay from the block cuz it be hotter then hell
I'ma tell ya now, they don't give a damn about ya
End up in that place and toy around and be forgotten
They rotten like a whole apple off a forbidden tree
On tuesdays and thursdays you won't find me
Chorus
Juvenile:
Atf be showin' they ass around my block
Feds get all the respect cuz they'll close up shop
Who do you think be pushin' them birds up in the hood?
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Who do you think be dumpin' them bodies up in the wood?
It's something like baseball, three strikes and you're out
Violate your probation, 2 and a half on 5
My pride, don't want me to be up in this place
My pride, don't wnat the lord to notice my face
A young nigga with golds behind tens on dubs
In the paper license plates they gon' think i'm a thug
They gon' tear this motherfucker up lookin' for drugs
And make them dogs break me off trying to get me to talk
You wouldn't believe the shit with the police i done been through
I done seen some shit they did to people i'm kin to
My friends too
That's why i be chillin' ya heard me?
Up in my fuckin' residence on tuesdays and thursdays
Chorus
B.g.:
Certain days lil b.geezy hit the block and hang
2 days out the week i lay low cuz them people gon' swang (swing)
I ain't bout gettin hack
Juvey, that ain't my thang (thing)
Police ridin' my back
Scoping out my rang (ring)
I play it smart i ain't stupid i know when to leave the block
I know how to peep the scene
I know when it's hot
Oh them jump hot boy$ they'll take your loot
Tuesdays and thursdays them big white boys have a nigga spooked
They be 3 deep, creepin'
Comin' 'round the corner, peepin
They sweepin'
But they ain't gonna catch me slippin', i'm rollin' out
I'm gon' chill by a bitch and cool out on the couch
Smoke blunt after blunt till i pass out
When it get dark and cool off then i'ma smash out
I respect the task force they don't give a fuck
For anything they'll have ya in central lock up
On tuesdays and thursdays
(talking)
Manny fresh: whoa, now there u have it. tuesdays and thursdays
(off the heezy). the whole task force for yo' ass
(nigga just givin' ya some game, ya dig?) for sho'
Baby: them white folks don't wanna see a nigga ballin',
Wanna see us crawl bruh.
Manny: for sho', lookee here.
On mondays, you can run all day
On tuesdays, sit ya ass down (duck out playboy)
On wednesdays, you can slang all day
On thursdays, sit ya ass back down (off top!)
On fridays, you can fuck all day
On saturdays and sundays, you cool boy, believe that
Baby: you can take this for what it's worth playboy. and don't use ya brain
And take heed to what cmb be saying. fuck around and be in that cage like a
Ole' dog. treatin' a nigga like a puppet. takin' orders like a bitch. but a
Nigga gotta use that game and stay up and try to stay rich man.
16.We On Fire
(修改)
[juvenile]
What kinda nigga that'll go and score
A 98 a 99 off the show room floor?
[lil' wayne]
What...what kinda nigga young sitting on chrome
Got 3 or 4 million ready to get his shine on?
[turk]
Nigga...what kinda nigga leave ya ? and give a fuck
Big nuts and big heart from the start?
[juvenile]
What kinda nigga stay shining and ride fly?
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive-bys?
[lil' wayne]
Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove?
Worth 6 figures, hot, ? on gold?
[turk]
What...what kinda niggas ? in black clothes
Street smart and play the game how it goes?
[juvenile]
Ah, ah...what kinda nigga be driving these hoes crazy
Claiming that they pregnant, wanna be his ol' lady?
[lil' wayne]
Uh, uh...what kinda nigga be sparkling like silver?
Lil' bitty soldier thugging, playing with a million?
[turk]
Now...what kinda nigga's tote chops and ride hot?
Hunting niggas down up and down they fucking block
Chorus: repeat 2x
The hot boys, the hot boys (them nigga's is the)
Hot boys, the hot boys
[juvenile]
What kinda nigga don't give a fuck who you is?
Disrespect in his mind you jeopardizing yo kids
[lil' wayne]
Yeah...what kinda nigga run with nothing but head busters?
Riding at night, hitting like a louisville slugger?
[turk]
Lil' momma..what kinda nigga sport soldiers and 'bauds?
Pimp niggas....and fuck hoes?
[juvenile]
What kinda nigga be ducking the atf?
Look what kinda nigga got clientele in the 'jects?
[lil' wayne]
Well...what kinda nigga play beef like a pro?
Keep enemies close and blaze like an optimo?
[turk]
Nigga...what kinda nigga's be sharp off the top
Drive benz and like diamonds that shine?
[juvenile]
Ah, ah...what kinda nigga put his name on the blimps?
[lil' wayne]
Whoaty...what kinda nigga make your whole life frightening?
Setting it off with 50 shots, striking like lightening?
[turk]
Ha...what kinda nigga's run through ports with keys?
Getting paid 7 days a week making g's.
Chorus: repeat 3x
The hot boys, the hot boys (them nigga's is the)
Hot boys, the hot boys
[juvenile]
Nigga...what kinda nigga got this shit under control?
What kinda nigga stash his bundle in his 'bauds?
[lil' wayne]
Now hold up...what kinda nigga got them scanks?
Saying he got that fire?
[turk ]
Now...what kinda nigga clip tight with his click?
Paper chasing and smack a piss out a bitch?
[juvenile]
Whoaty...what kinda nigga you hear about but don't see?
What kinda nigga go to war like the middle east?
[lil' wayne]
Say ?...what kinda nigga make his tramp stay in line
And can bruise your lil' twat at the uh, same time?
[turk]
Say dog...what kinda nigga be thugging, letting 'em sag?
Getting loaded, fully loaded of dime bags?
[juvenile]
What kinda nigga do crime and serve time?
What kinda nigga ride keys and serve dimes?
[lil' wayne]
Just what kinda nigga be on top
Lil' girls respect his mind and he too too hot
[turk]
Now, now...what kinda niggas be famous living rich?
Tossing hoes having bitches sucking his dick?
Chorus: repeat 1x
The hot boys, the hot boys (them nigga's is the)
Hot boys, the hot boys
17.You Dig
(修改)
[some guy]
Dude there's three things that i love in life
Hot dog, hot ride and hot muthafuckin boyz
[juvenile]
I was standin on the muthafuckin corner, you dig
Head buzzin cuz i'm rolling marijuana, you dig
My lil cousin keep on asking me for money, you dig
I'm looking at her crazy cuz i think it's funny, you dig
Could have got yoself a job, or else do something, you dig
Baggin pennies minimum wage is better than nothing you dig
Some black folk got too much pride that's why they struggling, you dig
Gotta get up off yo ass and start to hustle, you dig
I don't wanna live that life no more, i'm chillin, you dig
I got a plan to be the man and make a million, you dig
I got a problem with some niggaz that be stealing, you dig
But it's all gravy, i know i'm gon sell a million, you dig
I told my momma i'm a put you in a mansion, you dig
Cash money records done made an expansion, you dig
We be in the studio, working like dogs, you dig
One day we gon do this it's gonna be off, you dig
[chorus]
You know what he talking bout, that boy, that nut nice
You know what he talking bout, fuck wit him lose yo life
You know what he talking bout, that boy juve a fool
You know what he talking bout, nigga act like you cool
You know what he talking bout, that boy, that nut nice
You know what he talking bout, fuck wit him lose yo life, you know...
[juvenile]
I been looking for a way out for too long, you dig
That's why right now, i be writing song after song, you dig
Niggaz done gave me the green light you know it's on, you dig
Believe you gon hear juvenile after he gone, you dig
Ain't got no beef wit no other rapper and it's cool, you dig
But if you fucking wit me i might act a fool, you dig
I don't want it go there but i got a 2, you dig
Hey i'm sittin in my (?) but i gotta move, you dig
I battle for my son, i gotta plan, you dig
I be on blocks where niggaz straight up bust yo head, you dig
Nobody gon run they mouth because they scared, you dig
They no me and that ain't gon stop me from gettin paid, you dig
I ain't worried about nuttin, i'm on my own, you dig
I can handle all of my buisness from my phone, you dig
Wit all this right shit how can i go wrong, you dig
I be banging just like my daddy just cause i'm strong, you dig
[chorus]
You know what he talking bout, that boy, that nut nice
You know what he talking bout, fuck wit him lose yo life
You know what he talking bout, that boy juve a fool
You know what he talking bout, nigga act like you cool
You know what he talking bout, that boy, that nut nice
You know what he talking bout, fuck wit him lose yo life, you know...
[verse 3]
I'm from the ghetto where everybody be broke, you dig
That don't mean that i'm might turn my back on my folks, you dig
Muthafuckaz be in my face cuz they be hatin, you dig
Muthafuckaz think i'm a chump but they mistakin, you dig
Nigga disrespectin the juvie i can take it , you dig
Ain't a problem i run away from, i gotta face it, you dig
If a bitch get outta line i'm a replace her, you dig (replace her)
Nigga like me run into a lot of faces, you dig
I know them women out there be looking for paper, you dig (what, what)
I'm a bad nigga fill em wit the amazin, you dig
Probably get my paper chase on just like (?), you dig
They think i'm not about my paper, better watch it, you dig
Fuckin and buyin women got me stunted, you dig
You see the cash money family, you know we comin, you dig
I only play out with this music because i wanna, you dig
And when i get my fucking benz i'm gonna flaunt it, you dig
[chorus] x2
You know what he talking bout, that boy, that nut nice
You know what he talking bout, fuck wit him lose yo life
You know what he talking bout, that boy juve a fool
You know what he talking bout, nigga act like you cool
{you know what he talking bout nigga} x 3
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