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(feat. Hot Boys And Mack 10)



[Lil Wayne talking]

(Lets go, fuck wit me)

Weezy We nigga, lets go, oh oh oh oh, do it, do it

HB's nigga, we run tha streets nigga,lets go(oh, oh)

We run tha streets nigga(oh, oh, uh ha oh) Weezy We my nigga(oh, oh)

HB's dawg(oh, oh, uh ha, oh)lets go(oh, oh,)lets go(oh,oh)

What you know nigga(oh, oh)What you know about tha streets,

nigga what you know, huh what you know, look, look, listen



[Lil Wayne]

I'm like a dry rubber wit tight pussy, ya can't fuck wit me

An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it I'm bustin'

You niggas don't amount to nothin' & me, I'm top notch boy

Any problems I cock, 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 ass hangin' over a bridge & shit

While I'm out drinkin' wit tha squad like I ain't did tha shit

I really hope ya click come back for revenge & shit

I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon shit

A nigga duct tape ya ????? don't get me pissed

Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip

Bitch nigga here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat

Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat

I'll cock & pop one in you cattle, push your filta back

An niggas respect tha shots, make 'em tilt your hat(what you)



[Chorus]

You don't want no trouble nigga - yes we do

Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do

An you don't want no beef nigga - yes we do

Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do

You don't wanna hustle nigga - yes we do

Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do

An you don't want no drama nigga - yes we do

Come on tell tha truth nigga - 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 nigga, 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 shit I'm talkin' my nigga, I'm still livin'

If any nigga want it, can get it wit no problem

All these niggas playin' but me, I come to stop it



[Chorus]



[Turk]

I don't play nigga

Better watch what ya say nigga

Cause I fuck up ya day nigga

Wit this K nigga, I gets very low down

Give a fuck about a nigga, hit 'em wit fifty rounds

I'm from uptown, young & thuggin' since I was small

Grew up around killas, hung wit tha big dawgs

Nigga 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 niggas get it

Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it

No evidence, no witness, you just assed out

Busta ass nigga, you just assed out

Fuckin' 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 nigga



[Chorus]



[Mack 10]

(Uh ha, yo ,yo)

All I know is dope slangin' & gang bangin'

Inglewood Cali swangin' & hood hangin'

I'm a ghetto nigga, 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 bitches blood runnin' like douches

I'm bout murda, murda, dope, dope, leave bitch niggas no hope

Don't need a red beam cause we sight 'em wit tha scope

Yeah you talk that shit, then grab a gun nigga

But if Mack call tha shot, it's good as done nigga

Cause tha base from tha fo' fo' be bangin' like a drum

An it's cash Money blood, so fuck where you from nigga



[Chorus (2X)]

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