niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them If I was the old me I would murder them Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would Curtis them Courtesy
thats the niggas that's pissin' wayne off cause that's the niggas that doin' it all wrong But you know what? i ain't trippin' on them niggas neither
takes, whatever I need I bleed and see Bitch nigga don't breathe on the weed I'm fucking with them birds without feeding them seeds that's creed
Rich Port Thang I Gave Him That I Gave Him Crack Know Its Time To Introduce Him To Morphine You Playin With Tha Wrong One My Mama Had 4 Boys You Playing With The Wrong
like a mortar. I'm laughing with you, being at you think it's funny, cause that hundred thousand in my truck is cling diamond money. What's the issue
[Lil Wayne:] I think we got a problem Yeahh... [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew. Big business minus the business
one blood, he's the Carter with the dread locks My whole team run base, we the f-cking Red Sox. [Lil Wayne - Chorus x2] You better change like it's Mardi
' the wrong thangs My name Young Buck but I look like a old man Just 'cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne I make rap niggas disappear like Lil
done so bad What is my destiny You tie my hands What am I supposed to see What have I done so bad What am I gonna be (Lil Wayne) I, knock on the door
hit up with all kinda stress And put up with the stuff trust me it's tough But I maintain to climb through it all And I still manage to be Lil' Wayne
flow Its flow like the ocean; open water you drownin I will fore drown them and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin. Sharks surround them and eat them
wee crank that weezy wee crank that weezy wee i get nasty with them hoes but i dont piss on them thats r kelly but weezy he take a shit on them watch
-con, yeah check ?im out Hey, what you got? You got a daughter, son? What you got? Ha ha yeah, you know what, that's the good weed You know what? I have
told ya wrong, Bitch I'm bubblin' like soda foam, In a styrofoam, CUP, You know what's in my styrofoam, What, S-Y-R-UP, That's my car, yep vroooom...
the block with crack, gats, and weed Rats, plats, and ki's, that's practically me Chorus [Lil Wayne] See I'm a hustler, cut-throat, put rhymes in mom's
i gotta work She know i got work She buy my drinks, my pills, and my purp That's my mothafuckin' nigga Yeah, that's my nigga That's my nigga Girl you
to link the whore, I think of her, as a whore Like what the fuck you thinking for? What is wrong with that mind of yours? She's a dinosaur, she's a
Told You I'm The Shit Then They Told You Wrong Bitch I'm Bubbling Like Soda Foam In The Styrofoam Cup You Whats In My Styrofoam What S-Y-R Up Thats My
