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[Baby]
Off top, peep this lil` four youngstas out
Watch how they lay it down
[Juvenile]
Say baby, hand me the chopper, let me cuttin` loose
Nigga talkin` crazy but lil` daddy ain`t +BulletProof+
Put him in the water with the sharks, let me see if he can swim
Ya playin` wit`cha life wodie, you hangin` on a limb
Boy y`kno you scared and I know you is
You been talkin` a whole lotta shit but lemme tell you this
I`ma Hot Boy a-k-a the Juvenile
Come in through your door with that iron - callin` ya out
You want do? ya bitch you
Got me all rav`d up and shit and I`m ready ta split you
+Tha G-Code+ I live by it and die by it
If you play with me - ya playing with ya life right
This ain`t no walk in the park - it`s a walk in the pen
Niggaz try`na take that ass, make it their girlfriends
Na` eat that meat, fold my clothes
Cuz all you niggaz ain`t nothing but hoes
[Baby]
Nigga what? I don`t give a fuck
Lil` BGeezy show these niggaz you don`t give a fuck
[B.G.]
My presidents make a nigga break it off
Becuz they know if they don`t off this earth
I`ma take them off, nigga I play it raw
You think about droppin` your nuts, better pick them up
Cuz you and everybody wish that I`ma hit `em up
So nigga give me mine, don`t make me have ta take it
Cuz I put your family in a fucked up situation
Your mama like where my son at?
Everybody know I done that
But the law, don`t know where the gun at
So they can`t touch me, can`t question me
Can`t fuck wit me - so it`s an unsolved mystery
BGeezy a dawg yea
Don`t give a fuck about the law
Ready ta send you ta the morgue yea
Have you feelin` like a number 2 pencil
When I put that lead in you
They fly ta H-Town in Continental
Live with a bad bitch, have my hoe strapped too
I got a Mac-11, she got a tec-22
[Turk]
Block of blocks, I rob niggaz
Better drop it like its hot `fore you die nigga
You can think it`s a game if you want, they fly nigga
Them hollows hit you live, uh uh nigga
You be left as a memory, on a fresh white is ya picture
I keep it on the low, so no one a know that I did ya
Playin` like that, these days niggaz a stain ya
Play the game rap, kidnap ya L.G. and (rape) her
I`m dirty so they call me low down - where I`m from
Shot first, I can`t miss with a chopper with a drum
I`m shootin` ta kill - no wheel chairs or shit bags
I shoot you in places where I know you gon` die fast
Ya head and ya chest wodie
Catch ya dippin` by ya whole house when ya loaded
Give it too ya in blood, that`s one way of solvin` problems my nigga
Come around my spot - don`t know ya that`s a problem my nigga
[Lil` Wayne]
All I know is bend swangin` - make the enemy block scorch
Nigga I been hangin` - oh I ain`t just jump off out the porch
I`ma iron toter, my niggaz got me drinkin` Henne` - got my mind towed up
So all I do is +Spin tha Bend+ I keep my rag top
I had it on ever since the day my dad died
And now it`s on and I`m ready for guerilla war
This C.M.B. - y`kno who my only niggaz are, the 17th
I put it down for my lil` thug niggaz - too young ta get in the club niggaz
But waitin` front so when you come out they bust nigga
Trust nigga, this shorty wild
And I been thuggin` with BGeezy - he taught me how
Now play with me and watch it catch it fire
I hit`cha block with the long clip - ride it - fryer
Now watch how I make my bullets spread like gengivitis
Lil` Wayne - Cash Money Record`s young rider, young rider
[Baby]
There you have it nigga, off top, four lil` youngstas
Knockin` niggaz dick in they dirt, ya understand?
So if you can`t get with this here put ya dick in the sand
Nigga we got this shit, lockin` this shit, doin` this shit
Cash Money Millionaires and Fresh droppin` this shit
Nigga if you`ont like it you can suck my dick
what Ha! - what Ha! - what Ha! - what Ha! - what Ha! - what Ha!- what Ha!
We doin` this bitch, get it or get with it
If not motherfuck ya nigga
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