bitch mouth, nigga whatcha talkin bout you aint talkin bout shit if you aint talkin bout this dont worry bout me, worry bout my bitch dont worry bout me, worry bout
every ride? Cause I got to, I got to nigga Live life you ain't gone live it twice Pop 'cris, smoke dro, and get that white Don't worry 'bout the
lil' boyz ain't ready to go to tha pen You lil' boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men You lil' boyz better stay in your place You lil' boyz ain
think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car Me not worried about no witness 'cause them won't
worried, I'm suspended everyday Sometimes I ain't tell 'em and caught the train' to the A The Fire Point Station, supreme location I'm only 15, tho at the lil
to some "G" shit, street shit Where caps get peeled and wigs bound to get split I'm off Valence, ain't no doubt this B.G. ain't real I'm bout to hiccup
nervous then observe my work and see that my adversity was worth it, Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical, last thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do, Ain't
make way mane, that solja can't play Wayne, Them say pimpin' ain't easy, but it gotta be done, But headbustin' ain't cool, but they gotta be bust, But wait, please don't
I need a bitch to lick me Dippin ass nigga but the same dude Don't worry bout a damn thing that T-Wayne do T-Wayne cool, y'all niggas far behind... [T
nervous Then observe my work and see that my adversity was worth it, Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical, Last thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do, Ain't
ain't over homos I'm back with a vengeance homie, Weezy keep your head up T.I. keep your head up, Kanye keep your head up Don't let up, just keep slaying
just a little nigga, trying to be a civil nigga Thirty years old, shit that'll be a different nigga Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listenin But she ain't
needs mine And i'm about to get mine At these times Look lil' daddy You ain't got to worry about none of these other niggas You needs to be worried about
Lil Wayne] B I'm all ears [Baby] Get yo ass in this car [Lil Wayne] Unlock the door [Baby] Its unlocked [Lil Wayne] Don't holla at me You ain't my pa [
a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa) Noooww it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout
m talkin 'bout? They shit ain't cut right, ya shit ain't right! Shit cloudy and chipped up, know what I'm talkin 'bout? And them niggaz talkin 'bout they
be nervous Been observant, work to see if my adversity was worth it Verse is autobiographical, absolutely classical Last thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do Ain't