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    Lil' Wayne »

    Lil' Wayne Gangsta Shit текст песни

    Gangsta Shit

    Ft. Petey Pablo

    [Lil Wayne talking]
    Uh-oh, uh-oh
    You know how we do it
    Weezy and Petey, baby
    This here is 500 Degreez
    Holla at ‘em dogg

    [Petey Pablo]
    Cuz I know I ain’t dreaming
    I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
    Switching it up
    Fuck it put them things on the truck
    What’s the name of y’all jeweler tell ‘em freeze me up
    Hating me kinky licks talking so much
    Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
    You want to
    You ain’t built to squabble with us
    I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus
    I drink your water up
    Cool off I’m leaving with something
    They leaving you something crop stolen
    An asshole heard it
    Hip on purpose
    Dre I did what you told me
    I been acting like I don’t hear ya but that shit been working
    Keep me a burner
    Poison that I grab in the morning
    Cuz I know that that’s what’s gon hold me down on this earth
    A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
    I keep waiting
    I hear your name in the papers

    [Hook][Lil Wayne & Petey Pablo]
    They call me young as Weezy
    I’m gon round up the whole uptown
    We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
    People understand that you’re fucking with some motherfucking soldiers
    Crazy-ass Petey
    I’ma tell a nigga just like this
    If you want it boy you sure can get it
    You ain’t heard
    It’s Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

    [Lil Wayne]
    They call me gangsta gangsta
    Weezy, Weezy
    Lil Birdman junior
    Holla at ya nigga
    I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
    I’ma big pimp I throw a model at you nigga
    Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz
    You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
    And I’m so high
    No I’m too high
    But a little work on a few blocks
    And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
    If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
    Oh lordy there nobody like me shortie
    I hold Cash Money myself it’s me money
    Old cats wants to test come see shortie
    I got it all hot it in the pocket I’ll pop it
    I riding in a ‘Rarri where the top is in my pocket
    That’s young Weezy baby


    [Lil Wayne]
    You see it’s young Wayne
    Game is ashamed and they say he’s a pain
    He is crazy deranged
    Put them blades on his thing
    Just like 80 to summer
    So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
    So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
    Like, Weezy’s the man
    If you be’s where he be’s then you leaves with a tan
    Cuz he’s 500 Degreez
    I need a fan, whew
    Cool me off wipe me down
    Daddy is back in town
    With the back of my Caddy slanted down
    And the mack goes +black+ if you ask around
    Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
    Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
    I’m a gangsta until they put my casket down
    You can ask around
    And they tell you like me
    There ain’t nobody like me
    It’s Weezy baby


    [Lil Wayne talking]
    Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
    Don’t get it tangled and twisted
    I’m in the studio right now nigga
    With my boy
    My nigga Boo in this bitch
    My nigga hot boy album ya’know what I mean
    500 Degreez
    They all riding with ya boy
    They gotta feel me
    Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
    You know the name, bitch

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