Feat. Lil' Wayne





[Juvenile]

I'd be a stupid motha fucka if I'm stuck in his pot

I aint waitin to see what nigga out here love me or not

I say I hate em from a distance and they scopin' my neck

But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck

And I can already vision people sayin I'm wrong

But I rather his momma than my momma singin that song

Besides chickens gon' be chickens and ducks gonna be ducks

And I'm all around guerrilla that love playin them cuts

Im'a attached to the streets, those niggas in the pens

Started problems wit ol' tymers that did ten

And this bitch curly head still been in the case

But he aint man enough to leave a real one in the face

And to you 4-6 and 8 bitches wit t.v. Pranks

You jeopardize my living quarters, wanna see me sank

But I got news for everyone of y'all

I know who yah is, plus I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib



[Hook]

Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked

You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too

Lookin fed up so me and Wheezy we comin through

And who ever sides yappin we gon' punish em too

(Repeat x2)



[Lil Wayne]

Armed and Dangerous, Rich and Famous, Young and Restless

Guns and Stretcha's, Crystal and dubs for breakfast

I just got one suggestion, ask yah Testem, this cuz get hectic

Send one through your son's intestines

Lock, snock lung through testin's

If the portrait, bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous

Ride with the torch, scorchin, ready to blaze

Step in me ways, kidnap your car for 70 days

And let it be said Holly Grove's the home of a soldier

And if a nigga breathe wrong than it's over

I never love ya, my metal slug ya

If you kept on