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Baby
What's up Playboy?
You know how we do this, Hot BoyUSD and Big Tymers
Two rolex on our wrist,
And every car we ride in got TV's I know you love this here
First Verse Juvenile:
You can call me the Baby Don of the 'jects
You can call me what you what, but you call me collect,
You can call me the muth*fka cuz that's just what I am
When you call for the policeman, call for the ambulance,
Lildaddy we got'cha swooped, ha?
You got that iron but you too paranoid to shoot, ha?
You think you cute, ha?
Stuntin' Lildaddy will get'cha broke off
Automatic weapon up to your throat fall
Your witness won't survive to make it to court Dogg
Envision I'm still alive I play the sport y'all
You can't run the block without me interferin'
You can't open shop without my hearin'
All the time, it be on my mind,
U.T.P. I represent until the day I resign,
Put my three fingers up and show my Solja sign
Let these muth*fkas know they clique ain't older than mine
Chorus Lil' Wayne
nigg* it's that U.P.T., where we be all the time
You find big bodies and dead bodies all the time
nigg* I SWEAR, you don't wanna go there
And out THERE, and watch how fast yo chest tear
It's that U.P.T., where we be all the time
You find big bodies and dead bodies all the time
And nigg* I SWEAR, you don't wanna go there
nigg*, out THERE, and watch how fast yo chest tear
Second Verse Lil' Wayne:
The second man tore up,
I grabbed the gun and got to bust prolly saw badder stuff,
But you ain't never saw what a man do when I splatter guts,
And you ever seen that many in blacker trucks
nigg* just run stop act and duck,
Like in my K mane, it spray anyday mane,
I make way mane, that solja can't play Wayne,
Them say pimpin' ain't easy, but it gotta be done,
But headbustin' ain't cool, but they gotta be bust,
But wait, please don't debate, on what we would do
Cuz I don't even be wantin' to do what we would do
But, I swear it be them trees dogg,
It make me ride in all black clothes with solja rees dogg,
Please dogg, don't come test CMB dogg,
Cuz we all, burn ya block and will just flee all, I'm tellin' you
Don't spark up no problems 'fore your people be smellin' you
We strapped up with choppers and vehicles on twenty-twos
Chorus
Third Verse Turk:
Uptown we burnin' thangs,
Get in a corner four deep with choppers we lettin' em rang,
Dippin' like tokens no jokin' brains gone hang,
Gotta get it how they live, how they live better get it
s**t you kill or get killed,
It's an army Uptown, bout bustin' heads,
You can't be no hoe, if you scared, say you scared
An untamed gorilla I ride anyday,
Let a nigg* spook me, he spray, then I'ma spray
I'm a violent type nigg*, creep at night nigg*
fk with me, a nigg* lose his life type nigg*
fkin' right nigg* that's how we do it Uptown
nigg*'ll dump your body where it can't be found
Still playin' it raw, s**t never gone change
nigg* outta place, knockin' out the b*tch brains
Think it's a game? nigg* get'cha mind right now
Same thing make you smile, could turn into a frown
Chorus
Fourth Verse Big Tymers
Baby
nigg* I got love for the South,
But I'm an Uptown nigg* with some golds in my mouth
With my twelve gauge automatic knock a lil' nigg* down
So won't you bring me to your house round?
And I don't want no yay
I want your rolex and the money and a new lac,
So I could put your b*tch, in my passenger sac,
Label me a gold grill brown-skin Mac,
And I'm hard up, rollin' with gorillas and killas,
Tattooed and we hard up dope dealin',
And if I catch ya down bad I'ma rearrange ya head nigg*
Cuz I'm a Big Tymer just won't stop,
I took my helicopter to Texas, so my family could shop
Cuz I'ma ball til' I fall that's my motto nigg*,
Shop til' I drop that's my thang nigg*
And I'ma drank til' my muth*fkin' heart stop,
Kill or be killed nigg* pop or get popped nigg*
Manny Fresh
Black Ruger PLUCKA
Dirty muth*
It's been twenty-four hours since the last time I STUCK A
Sixteen round burst, BLUCKA BLUCKA
Dead up in a shiesty nigg* go-go,
You girls better call a po-po,
It's a filthy ass, funky ass, bout to act a donkey as* caller nigg* that don't
Know no fear, worry, or panic
Tonight it's goin' down like the Titanic, understand it?
Now why would you come empty handed to a gun fight?
It's a slight chance that your as* just might, make it,
to hear the record come out
What's wrong you can't talk with a barrel up in your muth*fkin' mouth?
See don't fight no more, all they do is burst
I'm the Doctor, who gonna play the patient and get they shots first?
Chorus
Lil' Wayne
Madness nigg*, madness nigg*
Madness in the Nolia and the Lio and the ramp man, it's in the 17th man
It's in my camp
Madness in the Nolia and the Lio and the ramp man, it's in the 17th man
It's in my camp, Uptown nigg* what?
