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(feat. Lil' Wayne)
Lil Wayne
You know it's Wheezy you know
nigg* you know it's Wheezy you know
You know it's Wheezy you know
Who Squideye
Verse 1: Lil Wayne
I ain' just jumped off da porch playboy
I been thuggin on da block
Fist clutchin' on da glock
Who Bout it
Motherfker let me know s**t
Y'all wit that hoe s**t
I keep the fo grip
Hollowed tips fill the whole clip
Trippin' ya feel da whole clip
Get It
I'm on some mo s**t
Quad Mafia blow s**t
Never slept for dough or no b*tch
I only want a hoe for those lips to lick my whole clique
And load the b*tch wit coke and s**t and send her on a road trip
I'm so sick wit it
d*ck nigg* what is your purpose
I'm off the surface
Platinum merchandise shining perfect
For certain firearms
This verse seem like it's dirty squiddy
Put bullets in yo shirt and fit it if you jerkin wit me
? pops don't yourself the next statistic
You may be hard but seeing your chopped off is less convincing
Which nigg* want it
Holla at me I'll be at the top
With cha wife slobbing on my c*ck
And your kids calling me pop I can't be stopped
Hook: Lil Wayne 2x
Okay
They run in yo place four straight to yo face
These don't play
Believe me s**t ain all right
They cut off all lights
And they ridin' all night
Till some s**t that you don't like let's go
Verse 2: Turk
nigg* look here you can play wit me or my dogs If ya won't
And watch how quick yo girls wind up gettin' left faunked
I dress in black rat a tat tat leave ya flat nigg*
At any given time you gonna see that nigg*
Lil Turk and Wheezy straight thugged out
We got choppers wit 50's that'll clear it out
You could test the nuts If ya won't round
You know you done fked up so it's goin' down
Get fulla dat one on one and we don't give a fk
It's you or me, me or you nigg* so what's up
Now tell me, Is you really bout dat beef s**t
Bringin dat heat s**t, killin yo peeps s**t
Cuz If you not then it's best you stay your distance nigg*
Cuz when we pull da trigger look we ain' missing nigg*
I'm a hit cha in yo melon split it to da fat
Leave yo moms on da front level draped in black
Hook 2x
Verse 3 Lil Wayne & Turk
Lil Wayne
fk wit a turn or bed for bags, girls, or bread
And we mash quickly in a drout and blast snitches they scared
Take snap pictures for fedz we blast riches and ice
sn*tch at night get em back depending the price
Livin the last minutes of life and we do it huge
My whole crew 'll does whos background to screw
And we feud wit anyone to two shatter ya cabin
Come around ya block disappear like abra cadabra
Turk
Lil turk don't play nigg* look betta recognize
When my finger get ta fkin all you gon die
Hit cha set in camoflague 50 shots what I fire
Lay down and get cha mind right I bet cha won't survive
I put that on everthing against anything ya bet
If a nigg* get it twisted get holes in his chest
? vest ain no way you protect it
Last nigg* got bust up cuz he disrespected
Hook til end