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(feat. Hot Boys And Mack 10)
Lil Wayne talking
(Lets go, fk wit me)
Weezy We nigg*, lets go, oh oh oh oh, do it, do it
HB's nigg*, we run tha streets nigg*,lets go(oh, oh)
We run tha streets nigg*(oh, oh, uh ha oh) Weezy We my nigg*(oh, oh)
HB's dawg(oh, oh, uh ha, oh)lets go(oh, oh,)lets go(oh,oh)
What you know nigg*(oh, oh)What you know about tha streets,
nigg* what you know, huh what you know, look, look, listen
Lil Wayne
I'm like a dry rubber wit tight p*ssy, ya can't fk wit me
An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it I'm bustin'
You don't amount to nothin' & me, I'm top notch boy
Any problems I c*ck, glock sparks & knock out hearts
You see tha ice twink we I talk, ya blink & ya dead
I'll let a hollow tip sink in ya head, so think it over
'Fore they find ya as* hangin' over a bridge & s**t
While I'm out drinkin' wit tha squad like I ain't did tha s**t
I really hope ya click come back for revenge & s**t
I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon s**t
A nigg* duct tape ya ????? don't get me p*ssed
Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip
b*tch nigg* here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat
Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat
I'll c*ck & pop one in you cattle, push your filta back
An respect tha shots, make 'em tilt your hat(what you)
Chorus
You don't want no trouble nigg* - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigg* - man yes we do
An you don't want no beef nigg* - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigg* - man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle nigg* - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigg* - man yes we do
An you don't want no drama nigg* - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigg* - man yes we do
B.G.
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell
In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods, & jails
I'm a street nigg*, sold ounces of crack cocaine
If I spit it, I did it, before I got in this rap game
One of my hobbies is beef, do that for pleasure
It's nothin' to bust a head, put a few wholes in ya sweater
Never get in a situation wit me involvin' guns
Never able to sleep always on tha run
One way or another you gonna come
Outta isolation, if it mean killin' ya ??
You thinkin' cause I'm rappin' & be on television
That I won't soften ya head & come split it
Close range is fake, bustin' from a distance
Tha s**t I'm talkin' my nigg*, I'm still livin'
If any nigg* want it, can get it wit no problem
All these playin' but me, I come to stop it
Chorus
Turk
I don't play nigg*
Better watch what ya say nigg*
Cause I fk up ya day nigg*
Wit this K nigg*, I gets very low down
Give a fk about a nigg*, hit 'em wit fifty rounds
I'm from uptown, young & thuggin' since I was small
Grew up around killas, hung wit tha big dawgs
nigg* we play it raw as it go, were I stay
Run ya mouth too much, get found in a hall way
Wit a head shot, look that's how get it
Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it
No evidence, no witness, you just assed out
Busta as* nigg*, you just assed out
fkin' wit a guerilla ah untamed one at that
You leave ya house in ya want I bet ya won't make it back
You could believe that, look betta get it right
Get it twisted if ya want, I betcha gonna loose ya life nigg*
Chorus
Mack 10
(Uh ha, yo ,yo)
All I know is dope slangin' & in'
Inglewood Cali swngin' & hood hangin'
I'm a ghetto nigg*, saggin', starched, & creased
Wit everythang fa' sale from a ki to a quarter piece
Like Baby tha bird, got tha game on lock
An while them youngstas workin' tha block, I'm, cookin' a flock
I'm ballin' & if I'm beefin', I layed for 'em
But tha murders committed recently, I paid for 'em
I got a crew of noodle knockers that'll wait in tha bushes
Wet you up & have you girls blood runnin' like douches
I'm bout murda, murda, dope, dope, leave b*tch no hope
Don't need a red beam cause we sight 'em wit tha scope
Yeah you talk that s**t, then grab a gun nigg*
But if Mack call tha shot, it's good as done nigg*
Cause tha base from tha fo' fo' be bangin' like a drum
An it's cash Money blood, so fk where you from nigg*
Chorus (2X)