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"Welcome To Tha Concrete Jungle"
(feat. Juelz Santana)

"Welcome To Tha Concrete Jungle"
(feat. Juelz Santana)



[Juelz Santana]
DipSet
weezy holla me

[Hook - Juelz Santana]
welcome to the concrete jungle
got snakes, got bears, got lions no muzzles
and they all tryin to cause me trouble
got the big tre-8 long nose no muzzle [x2]

[Verse 1 - Juelz Santana]
back up off me shorty..if not, surely
that piece'll come off me shortly
my hood breed ganstaz boy
You wanna be down lets see now no thank you boy
my niggaz'll fish fillet you boy
than go and tell ya moms to get the paper boy
ya son is just no longer just a paper boy
he's front page on the paper boy
read about him
extra extra read about it
but we get twisted laugh and smoke weed about it
and can't nobody do a thing about it
Cause they'll be in the same boat
literally the same boat
floatin across the same sea
thru the same water
Don't fuck wit them same G's
Don't fuck wit that man please
Don't fuck wit his money
Don't fuck wit his gang breed

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
aim squeeze wayne be on the back street
shotty on the back seat fuck 'em if you ask me
make 'em look but them niggaz can't look past me
pass the weed to the next nigga
That's me let's see P E N C A M G
21 inches and I got them bitches skindy
temp me and any thing can happen I ain't rappin
I ain't aimin at you soldiers bitch I'm goin for the captin
I ain't shootin at ya shoulders bitch I'm goin for ya cappin
I won't stop cappin to ya wings start flappin
and you, you just angel in the streets full of gangtas and
me I'm from the home where murder make ya famous and
I think I'm bouts 2 get that trench off the hanger
and the mask out the drawer but I neva hide the banger
I'm a, straight playa if you love her don't bring her
I'll tell her lil shit like I can make her ass a singer
and she, believe that we back at the crib
she like, how it shoot if its plastic foreal
I'm like, fall back ma ya ass can get chilled
then she rolled on my dick like an ecstasy pill
I smoke beverly hills wuteva that kills
and leave a nigga wit that heavenly feel yeah
step and I will step in ya grill yeah
and leave a nigga wit that heavenly field yeah
 
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"What Else Is There To Do"

"What Else Is There To Do"


What is it that I haven't done yet ahhh
Grammys, ahhh emi, ha angelina jolie, katie holmes, martha stewart, oprah winfrey
Mama blanco [laughs], sarah palin, (what we looking in her), Im at her next
Straight up Im at sarah palin next
I love a bitch who wear glasses
Bitch who keep them glasses straight on
Keep them bitches on while we cutting up
In that ?? (they better not fall off)
Bitch gonna come out tell ya bitch gonna come out
The next day get on the mike at the ahhh what they call
The debate that bitch gonna say
LIL WAYNE FOR PRESIDENT!! [laughs] LIL WAYNE, LIL WAYNE!!! [laughs]
Dont she blow the flute or something?
I'll be up there with the guitar she'd be up there with the flute
Talking bout DODODODODODO call me and I can make it juicy for ya!
 
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"What He Does"

"What He Does"


Yea
But she always say
But she luv my style
Yea

[verse 1:]
N if I stay out late
I'm commin home rich
Thinkin bout that pussy
On the grind got me home sick
Them dolla signs on my mind got me on this
If I don't hustle then wat happens in the mornin?
Do the sun even rise?
Do the birds sing?
When I can stand ova the stove n make the birds sing
U think about that
I'll be right back
Ring
There she go baby come right back
Click
Ring
Then she call right back
Click
Ring
I toss the phone in the back
Quick
Think
Shyt u all I got
But if u leave me where u met me
Dat be on that clock
Gettin it
N when a nigga hittin it
U luvin
No cryin no fussin
Just as simple I'm commin
So when ya baby boy out there runnin
Dont cry
Dont fuss
Its simple I'm commin

[chorus:]
I kno what he does [x2]
So in luv [x2]
My baby
Dats my baby
Have his baby some day
N yes its been hard
So hard
Oooooo
N dats my baby
I luv him
I luv him yawl

[verse 2:]
Yea
I roll up on ha
N dat earth toner
She can smell the work on me
When I work on her
I see through that smerk on her
It hurts sort of
N I been n to deep since my first order
I just tell her don't expect the worst
She say she don't want to be stuck standing next to a nerf
I say I don't want to be stuck standing next to a curve
She said she don't wanna
I say shut up you pressing my nerve
She said who you tellin shut up
Then she get up
Start packing her shit up
Start calling her sister
Her sister dosn't pick up
The tensions start to pick up
She cryin, she got hick ups
I'm tellin her to cheer up
I'm layin down she say sit up
I sit up, she push me down I sit up
She push me down I get up
Then I act like I'm a hit her
But I'm a better nigga
She cant find a better nigga, naw

[chorus:]
I kno what he does [x2]
So in luv [x2]
My baby
Dats my baby
Have his baby some day
N yes its been hard
So hard
Oooooo
N dats my baby
I luv him
I luv him yawl

[verse 3:]
I think about you when I'm riding dirty
I say I love you when I left I hope you heard
In case I neva make it back I hope you heard me
In if you ever have twinz name them bright and early
Cause I'm out for the money I hope you down with it
No this ain't game but I'm found in it
And why be in it if I'm not gon win it
So ill be playin till the last minute, u don't get it
See that ground hurt when you hit it
I wouldn't lie baby
But fuck with me and you forever fly baby
So far from the buttom I swear
You can smell the work in the air, I'm there
You can never take that from me
And what I been through you cant take back from me
If I offend you then mama get back from me
But if you love then I know you coming back for me, you love my style
 
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"What U Kno"

"What U Kno"



Im a New Orleans gangtsa, after the storm
Boy it took bout 3 million to rebuild my home
But, Im back on defense Im back in the zone
I eat rappers go in my yard and barry they bones
My pockets on Raven Symone
Thats fat wutchu know bout that, huh
So Im a keep it goin', keep it movin', we can do it I aint trippin
So far ahead of them niggaz we got a time difference
Dont confuse me wit them, Im different
Tryin to holla at TIP for a movie audition
I push that Masaradi to the limit
Six seconds through that traffic like Emmit
I tell them niggaz hury and buy
And if you try snitch you'll get barried alive
Yeah, and I dont chase 'em like you do
I keep a bad bicth skatin' like New-New
 
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"What's Wrong With Them"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)

"What's Wrong With Them"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)



[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, life on the rocks
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo
Money is the song, pockets on high note
Do ra me faso
I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo
That's that nine nigga, lil rando
Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the World
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl
(sweetest southern girl)

[Chorus - Nicki Minaj:]
This is times up
Put your signs up
Made em pick my dude
out the line up
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
You see money you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, mind over matter
Money over all
The World is on my shoulders,
Shall I dust my shoulders off?
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
Fuck the bullshit, but just don't fuck it raw man
Pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
And if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if you'll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I'm fly as fuck you ain't even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne:]
Stepping on the bullshit
You can be my doormat
Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hatin' shit, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's gettin' shorter
Life on ya head like fucking read carter now
Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up I'm a motherfucking hoarder

[Chorus]
 
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"When They Come For Me"

"When They Come For Me"


[chorus: Lil Wayne]
Tell them boys i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol that i own

Tell them i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol
Everyday with every pistol
Yea

[verse:]
Nigga u dun fucked up
Nigga back the fuck down
I dont care where i go
I dont care who u kno
I dont care bout what u say
I put them words back down yo throat
I dont care where u stay
Nigga im from uptown!
I gotta get em slim
They talkin beef to me
They just a bunch of bitches
They talkin sweet to me
Pussy niggas
I guess i gotta eat pussy
Put a hole in em
Now thats a deep pussy
The cops hate me
But a star's born
The streets love me
But how long will they morn
Imma real nigga
Say real nigga thangs
Bullet dont have no name

[chorus:]
Tell them boys i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol that i own

Tell them i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol
Everyday with every pistol
Look

[verse 2:]
I never fold
But i just take my chance
I let life deal
And i just play my hand
Protection off safe
I look straight ahead
"i got them niggas weezy"
Thats what the 380 said
U gotta play in the field to get paid
And then u gotta go lay in that bed that u made
Its cashmoney this that army bregade
And im spittin like i ate a grenade
Im dippin in that apron to fade
Hittin 4 with the butt
Put the wings up and straight show em my gutt
Hate my swagga so mean
And i kno how to operate that machine
(bllllllllllllrrrrrrr)

[chorus:]
Tell them boys i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol that i own

Tell them i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol
Everyday with every pistol
Yes

[verse 3:]
Aim at his brain
Make a nigga learn
And if thats choppa bullets
Then they suppose to burn
And if u went in jail
I never saw i cell
But i come from new orleans
Yea right there under hell
Tell my gal dont u worry bout nothin
But see these niggas want me dead
So hold me tight when ya fuck me
I told her im straped imma rider girl
And imma shoot from every side like around the world uhh
Believe that and u can tell em bring the whole gang
Im gon give u that automatic touchin errthang
Nigga its the bird man
Jr pure pain
You're just just a curb stain

[chorus:]
Tell them boys i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol that i own

Tell them i'll be hell when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See i got money on my mind
But the haters wont leave me alone
So im ridin everyday with every pistol
Everyday with every pistol
 
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"Where The Cash At"
(feat. Currency, Remy Ma)

"Where The Cash At"
(feat. Currency, Remy Ma)



You catch my girl legs open better smash that
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

Hold on hold on hold on
This song right here is my nigga currency the hot spitter (that's right)
The very first artist off young money cash money
bout to hit yall in the head with that mothafuckin where the cash at
featuring remy martin and my mothafuckin self
man do what you da lil daddy

You catch my girl legs open better smash that
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

Bitches come a dime a dozen I fuck them sisters cousins
It's a revolving dough pussy coming pussy going
And when it goes to you its coming back to me with money
I tell her keep them shoes on and keep my paper running
I put my mack down just like a G's supposed to
And if she don't come home with it then shes sleeping over
I got them creeping over we do it with the soda
I like them Amery's you can have them amerossas
Them niggas down below us baby we up and over
Im trying to get inside that thang that sit between your shoulders
Im talking large toters im talking large motors
Im talking burning rubber that melt in Pirelli odor
Im hopping out a lotus you looking at my bitch
You wanna holla you can holla take her on a trip
But when the deed done you gotta send her back

Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

Yeah I got a bitch in the back I got a hoe in the front
I got purp in the dutch got purp in the cup
I tell her get your money hoe or just stop breathing
Cause if it aint about that dough it aint about me neither
See a gangster like myself I get that paper and pussy
Then theres when I make that pussy bring the paper right to me
Bitch your looking at a real pimp that's my old hoe
And they'll telll you no remote I control hoes
Im a hoe lord give ya that game mamma
if he aint paying then he shouldn't be playin
im saying broke niggas only make jokes nigga
I make more than I can fit In this quote nigga
Unquote come sun soak with me bitch
Fly you down here and put you on some south beach shit
And if you smile at my bitch I make her smile back

Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

See that other chick asked that she said where the cash at
She said where the paper plastic product and where the stash at
With it she said the whip and the clip and wheres the address at
So that bitch that be hiding shit in the ass crack
Niggas don't fuckin call be baby like im related to weezy
Some of them call me aura none of them call me easy
Found out im fuckin a man then his burners calling me screaming
Chicken wing bitches I be finding they just call me jesus
Yeah I know she got a man but im cool being the other one
Cause he cant get tight when he hear I picked another one
I don't falll in love with them cum and then im done with them
Most they get from me is what pussy is some bubble gum
But this one dude had me laughing
if its one thing that I cant stand it's a baggy magnum
I thought somebody through me a camera they way I caught a flash back

Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Where the where the cash at where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
 
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"Where You At"

"Where You At"


[CHORUS]
All my niggaz if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
All my soldiers if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
All my hustlaz if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
Where you at? (OH!)
Where you at? Say (OH!)
Niggaz if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Soldiers if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Hustlaz if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Say, say (OH!)
Say, say (OH!)

Aye (OH!)
I come and do my thang and hold down my SIDE
Single Street man throw my set up HIGH
Weezy Wee gang call them boys that SQUAD
That Squad...SQUAD UP! YOU KNOW
And WE get a lot of dough on the strength of ME
Get a lot of 'dro for the strength of FEE
Get a lot of blow
But keep that on the D
D what?...DL! YOU KNOW
And OH you don't wanna fuck with a nigga
'Cuz a nigga might fuck with the trigger
Leave a nigga on the FLO'
Truly I don't buck with you nigga
Let my tooly talk talk to you nigga
Bitch man is an itch to a rich man WHOA
'20s on the six with the kicks sitting LOW
Sticky in my swish man gasoline FLO'
Fire spit man Weezy is about to BLOW
YA KNOW!

[CHORUS]

Aye (OH!)
Pass the pine to the pimp old juice killer
Catch your eye in one glimpse old school with the
Ass up high the front dip drip BAM
Mami like DAMN Lil' Wayne STOP PLAYING
Baby I'm a baller I hustle with my father
It's the Birdman and Birdman J.R.
Flip them birds man eighteen grand just order
Eighty-five for half and forty-five for quarter
YEAH! Tity baby put it in the AIR
I'm jumping out this atmoSPHERE
And I'm jumping in your bitch if she at a PLAYER
Jumping in the painted thing on that Dang-A-Dangs
You see the arm when I pass nigga Bling-A-Ling
You now I'm armed we can mash man it Aint-A-Thing
You know I'm calm but I'm a gorilla Aint-A-Game
I got a banana clip for all you Orang-A-Tangs
LET'S BANG!

[CHORUS]

Aye (OH!)
It's young Weezy cant nothing see me DOG
I get you done easy with one easy phone call
And the sawed off make your arms fall off
Like a short sleeved polo...wont bother me no more
Ice like strobe light...look like I'm moving slo mo'
Probaly look nice on low pro Yokahomas
With '20 inch chromes poking out 'em
Chrissy till the dome tote the ganja
Redbone in the shower
Hello! Pochahontas give a long stroke poke for hours
Floating vagina oh I'ma holla
So coke and the nanies I'm honest man
Nothing big maybe ounces, grams
But I know how to double...and sometimes it's scams
But I know to hustle...and some glocks'll jam
But I know how to bust'em...and some drops'll slam
All alloy buttons that's all stunting
That boy's something YEAH

[CHORUS]
 
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"Whip It"

"Whip It"


[Verse 1:]
Ok, you ain't know shit
It's weezy f baby like a newborn bitch
You ain't know shit
I put your girl to work now heres a uniform bitch
Pimpin over here
And I ain't santa clause but
Yeah I make it rain dear
Money out the ass
Yeah money out the rear.
Weezy at the plate
I could bunt it out of here
Safe as a mother fucker
Ain't no safety button on this mother fucker
Where the safe mother fucker?
That's the case
Doc the judge
Weezy F. the ample fury
Hang 12 witnesses
That's what I call a hung jury
Brung Jerry Bling Bling
I made that but I don't even say that
As much as judges say that
That's way back
Boy you should catch up
It must of been mine, theys
Long hair pretty eyes light skin fine legs,
Phat ass, skinny stomach, pretty feet, pretty woman
Walking down the street cause I put her out my jeep,
I don't save em, I slave em, they want weezy f,
I bad grade em, I don't degrade em, I serenade em,
100 on the chest
100 on the arm
Rings so thick I can't even make a fist
Nigga fuck how you do it cause I do it like this

Yeah, and I just do my wayne
And every time I do it I do my thang,
[x2]

I do it how I do it an I do it everyday
Iwhip it like a slave likea muthafuckin slave

I beat that block

[Verse 2:]
Qunta quinte on my shit nigga
Like I ate a plate of roots for dinner
But I ate a plate of loot for dinner
I'm in the garden sellin fruit to sinners
Like apples to Shaq
Hey big spender
And do remember
Just like Brenda
2 grand still get ya four and a baby
I'm a kill em when I drop like I'm holdin a baby
Weezy f, the F is for don't Forget the Baby
And bitch I've been hot but you don't know me from satan
And if your manning up you better show me your peyton
But you pussies ain't ballin no sir
Not lathen?
Bricks get shipped
Bricks get cut
Dr. Carter, Nip & Tuck
Yeah but you could call me wayne
But now watch me and my chain Gang!

[Verse 3:]
Yes it's me bitches
Duece Bigalow on these he bitches
Flu flow
Flyer then bird coupe like a two door
What do you know
I know the streets bitch
And this is my toilet
And you can eat shit
Got them girls in my bathroom with their asses out
Cause I'm fly, like flyers they passin out
We mashin out,
We young Mula
I got that 12 Guage
Don't make me 1 2 ya
3 4 5 train bitch suwoop
If you ain't on my train bitch cho cho
Like you got my dick in your mizouth
And I'm a do me bitch with you or without
Shit always right sometimes
And from the top everybody look 1'9
And I'm 2'much
The numbers don't lie
And if they stop makin cadillacs
I swear I'm gon die
And if the weed man don't have no more Onions I'm a cry
And if yif was a piff then id rather drink wine
Shit... I'm a take my time
Now am I crazy or just lazy?
Cause I'm tired of ballin darlin
And I roll with my riders like it's harley party
And we roll with them choppers like it's a harley party
We are all dressed in red like it's a scarlet party
I was ballin in New Orleans way before the charolette hornets
I'm an x man bitch I ain't talkin marvel comics
Put the dirty dishes in the sank
No pork but I get paid like a piggy bank
I spit like backwash, sasquash
No back talk, I act lost
But I bet that money find me
Your jewelry telling jokes
You got them funny diamonds
I got them sunny diamonds
I got them money problems
That Christopher Wallace
Fuck bitches get money
Young money!
 
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"Who Wanna"

"Who Wanna"


Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W
Weezy Baby
This is the Carter man
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go!
Raj ya bangin 'em in the.. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the..
Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the head wit this one cut!
Weezy Weezy say guard ya face bitch
Weezy say guard ya neck bitch
Weezy Baby this is the Carter

I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter
From a quarter to a half from a half to a hard one
You do the math it's a horror
While I be on the ave gettin off one nineteen for a soft one
Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot
If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out
If you catch me without the burna burn me
I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass
I'm dyin of doom I say I'm sick with cash
These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass
You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon
You could see it by my bitch face she thick with ass
Get slick slick I click click blast on ya bitch ass
Squad up shit click or smash on ya bitch ass
Smash on ya bitch ass
Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]
Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em
Who gon fuck wit me I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon fuck wit me do you wanna fuck wit me Naw!

Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I'll sell a brick out ya house
I'll sell a brick to a house nigga
I'll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose
Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce
Lights off young Teddy Pender is out
Mask on scare the fuck out ya but ya ass grown
I wasnt born with no silver spoon
But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon
Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me
But if ya don't gimmie no tune the semi go boom
But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom
I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room
I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space
She gimmie amazing face I sung Amazing Grace
I was once lost but now I'm found
Full of them pounds is how I'm found Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]

Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da head Whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da face Whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da neck Whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go!

I know how to cook so I buy it soft
I also sell it soft depending the cost
You know thats shells they toss defending they boss
They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss
You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far
Ya'll niggaz better gear up for the comin of the boy
From a young'n to a boy to young boy boy
I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys
Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump
Baby what have I done I created a monster
Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster
Hell naw I smell ya'll
Didnt know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]

Bang 'em in da head whoa!
Bang 'em in da face whoa!
Bang 'em in da neck whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go

Bang 'em in da head whoa!
Bang 'em in da face whoa!
Bang 'em in da neck whoa!
Rim low all I can see is ya hoe now let's go
 
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