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