[Lil Wayne]
Nice tires on da ghini,
you should wanna king me
Brain dead flow, vegetable zukini
I live on the beach,
she walk around in her bikini
Girls are like a school,
and cut em like seniors
Im here to distinguish,
the bears from the penguins
Life is such a gap,
get some money in between it
Glocs like police,
pumps like fenas
This beat gettin totaled,
Pam,Keisha,Kema
Sittin on da World,
thinkin bout a girl
Pistol on my side,
paint you like mural
Dig in my pocket,
pulled out the party
Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party
Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, im on my Hollygrove shit
Lookin for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick
lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the polices
Church like a choir and a couple of old priests
Elevator in my crib cause its five floors
Im not expectin you to have one inside yours hahe
Vince Young, suicide doors, haha,
life’s a bitch, now die for her.

[Short Dawg]
I have the type of flow n-ggas don’t have to like,
my rhymes is ambidextrous so I don’t have to write,
the way I’m eating n-ggas wish they had my appetite,
straight up out of Texas and I’m major like apple white,
I pull four then I hit the exit door,
take a trip to Macy’s cop the whole second floor,
hood smell the scent of money coming out my pours,
yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, bore,
I made it from a flyer to the forbes, (see me)
Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flyer than the store,
dropping babys out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat,
got your son looking up to me like I’m 6 feet,
lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
your daughter need someone to save her, not me,
I knocking hoes down like Laila Ali,
try he and imma put the toaster to ya kidney,
then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney,
damn, its no ceilings like a Colosseum,
candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea,
the way Im leaning I’m annoyed if I stand still,
flow harder than an anvil,
short (short)

[Gudda Gudda]
Ok, its Gudda hoe,
all about my bills like buffalo,
your b-tch under my sheets,
I heard she was an undercover hoe,
purple got me moving slow,
like I’m in a snail race,
pop pop pop 3 shots to the head,
then I pick up my shell case,
leave em with a pale face,
yes, I am a young money goon,
your girl like a motion picture she be coming soon,
i do a certain rule, i pop her like balloons,
I dance her of to Mills and drop her off the tune,
couple screws lose, wanna play with him,
this is No Ceilings b-tch, ruthless like a stadium,
we shut down every f-cking spot these b-tches see us in,
you want us club, well n-gga pay us then,
all grey BM, Im getting from my baby M,
she told us get the money and count it for me when I rake it in,
don’t play no games hoe,
you know my name hoe,
G-U-D-D-A propane flow
[End]

(Baby)
Say Lil One
(Lil Wayne)
One Whats happenin’ with you big dog
(Baby)
Look I need to talk bout some serious shit
(Lil Wayne)
Like what?, Look I aint have nothin’ to do with killin’
(Baby)
Slow down, I’m talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down
(Lil Wayne)
Well holla at me nigga, Talk to me, Let me know somethin’
Cause right now I’m tired of husltin, And these rocks aint doin’ nothin’
And to tell you the truth I feel like I be out here for the fun of it
I swear if I don’t hit a lick by next month I’m done with it
(Baby)
I understand, But you ain’t listenin’ you just talkin’
I said I could get you paid, Is you with that offer?
I know you see me comin’ thruogh everyday pimpin’
In a Benz, the Jag, and a Ferari
(Lil Wayne)
Yea, But I like that Bentely
(Baby)
All thats cool shorty, You can get this if you with me
Let me run it down to ya bout this shipment I’m gettin’ in
(Lil Wayne)
I mean I’m sayin’ it sound good, I like that
(Baby)
What thats a blunt?
(Lil Wayne)
Yea
(Baby)
Light that, Nigga I’ll be right back
(Lil Wayne)
Aight cat, Don’t be playin’, This worth my while?
(Baby)
Lil daddy I play with hoes, Is you a hoe?
(Lil Wayne)
Nah
(Baby)
Say I got work, I need to flood it all over
I can’t do it all myself, So I need me a Lil solider
I been peepin’ ya Lil ass, I see you grindin’ an shit
(Lil Wayne)
I been peepin’ you to, Nigga I see you shinin’ an shit
An you don’t even know how long I been tryin’ to find me a brick
To make it flip and take the chips and go an buy me a whip
(Baby)
Fuck a whip, That could wait
You worry bout your cake
Once you make enough to play
Go buy a Z-28
(Lil Wayne)
A Z-28
Boy go head, Once I get change
I’mma go an cop me a Range or two platinum chains
(Baby)
Well look I ain’t fuckin’ with ya
You to young from the start
(Lil Wayne)
Man that aint even got anythnig to do with it
Its dedication and heart
(Baby)
Dedication and smarts
Don’t put your heart in this game
Cause when you fall to deep in love you get caught in this game
(Lil Wayne)
Well correct me when I’m worng
And acknowlegde me when I’m right
(Baby)
Lil bitch, If ya hard head ass listen I might
(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
(Baby)
Now stop playin’, Look I got a hundred bricks just came
50 ki’s of raw dope, and 50 bricks of cocaine
Pays 5 a piece
(Lil Wayne)
Every week
(Baby)
Just move it together
I’mma knock off my Lil section
You take care of ya area
(Lil Wayne)
Ughhh, Nigga I been waitin’ to be the Don round here
I’mma have Coke and Dope
Its gone be on round here
But how you want me to sell this
Zones, Quaters, Halfs, Ki’s
(Baby)
However they ask for it, Just give it to them Lil Weezy
(Lil Wayne)
I’m all for it cousin
I’mma get me a million
If power get between it I’mma split me a nigga
(Baby)
You better, But when I get you this shit nigga
Let them have it
I bet you be on the block workin’, Directin’ traffic
(Lil Wayne)
Like you park here, You park there, You meet me in the cuts
(Baby)
Say Lil One
(Lil Wayne)
Wassup?
(Baby)
We gone fuck it up
(Lil Wayne)
Nigga what?
Nigga what?

(VERSE 1 – Lil Wayne)
I go by “Wheezy: the Don”
Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin’ the arm
And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get completely took off
And if you wonder who the fuck (?)
(?) we so sip
It’s like ain’t nothin’ but we gotta squab
On the block everyday sellin’ rocks and shit
Choppin’ bricks – give the damn cops a dick
We cop a whip and drop a brick – that’s how we do it
Weed, liquor, money, and guns how we do it
Freak bitch to swallow cum like fluid
Who it be? Through his feet, Dubbs
Ain’t nothin’ sweet ’cause I can’t keep trust
Lil’ nigga – worth well over a mill, nigga
Real nigga – come around and show up where you live, nigga
Pullin’ out the K’s, nigga – (??) and all
Wayne ’bout to damage your home
Nigga ’bout to go to see the man in the stars
Hoppin’ out the van with bandanas and all
Cannons went off
News cameras takin’ pictures of your family when your avenue’s gone
Damn, it’s a shame how the bullets slammed in your brain
How the ice slammed the pain, rammin’ your dame
That’s because she ran into the game
Nigga, stop playin’ with Lil Wayne
Come on!

(Hook) (Lil Wayne)
It ain’t a game, nigga – I don’t know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if you’re holdin’ a grudge
Try to take ‘em when you get the gun and load
and the slug check ya low when I bust
Come to show you no love
Uh, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
No! They can’t fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Stop playin’ when ya get it understood
‘Cause I know if you know what’s good for ya
Come around your hood for ya
You don’t know me – I kill everyone who show love
You have them motherfuckers lookin’ all up in the woods for ya

(VERSE 2 – Lil Wayne)
Iceberg Shorty – (??) pants is saggin’, forty magnum
Comin’ out the club on Bacardi’s, staggerin’
Ten in the Ferrari wagon, braggin’
Ohh, what’s happenin’?
(??) ’round the court ’cause some ex just looked at me
Runnin’ with them cats that be clappin’ the plastic
Nigga put a cap in your asses
Catch me on the av with the crack and a ‘matic
Hopin’ that the law don’t pass me – stash it
First of the month, just snatched me a package
Bag it – ’bout to get this motherfucker crackin’
If a nigga think about jackin’, please believe
I be clip-slappin’, click-clackin’
Pull the bitch back and run up on his parents
Kidnap for his snacks, and then whack him
Shit get drastic
That’s why I try to stay as fars away from beef as I could
Grab me a freak to ease on my wood
Transport coke from each of my hoods
Wheezy Whee – CMB’s in my blood
In the streets seventeen’s where I’m from
And I ain’t got no feelins for none of these womens
Really, though, fetticheese is my love
You know the streets made me
And I don’t give a damn if you hate me
Nigga better be S-Q-A-D
Until the bigger man do take me
Squad shit!
You don’t want no violence to keep the quiet
We call my people wild, and then we beef in quiet
or we’ll creep in houses, we’ll sweep your momma
So, please stay out it, or you leave in silence
Come on! What!

(Hook) (Lil Wayne)
It ain’t a game, nigga – I don’t know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if you’re holdin’ a grudge
Try to take ‘em when you get the gun and load
and the slug check ya low when I bust
Come to show you no love
Uh, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Uh, they can’t fuck with me now, them can’t fuck with me now
Stop playin’ when ya get it understood
‘Cause I know if you know what’s good for ya
Come around your hood for ya
You don’t know me – I kill everyone who show love
You have them motherfuckers lookin’ all up in the woods for ya
Uh, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Uh, they can’t fuck with me now – them can’t fuck with me now
Come on!

(VERSE 3 – Lil Wayne)
It’s too dark for ya’s
I ain’t got no love for ya’s
Let gunshots smoked ya’s
Who fuck with us?
Weed, liquor done corrupted us
Wet a nigga like umbrellas
Take the woman out a man; stomach out a man
Pump and bust, the guts comin’ out a man
Runnin’ out the Hummer with guns in each palm
If the motherfucker sleep, call him come get it
Niggas be kiddin’ – me awake, deal away
gun-spray – bullets damn near took off your son face
Oh, shit – niggas on that whole shit
Fours spit so quick like that lil’ nigga ain’t got no sense
Slow this shit down – let me get back down to reality:
I cause fatalities for any technicality
Wipe off your family randomly – ya understand?
It ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, and I ain’t fuckin’ playin’
Come on!

(Hook) (Lil Wayne)
It ain’t a game, nigga – I don’t know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if you’re holdin’ a grudge
Try to take ‘em when you get the gun and load
and the slug check ya low when I bust
Come to show you no love
Ah, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Uh, they can’t fuck with me now – them can’t fuck with me now
Stop playin’ when ya get it understood
‘Cause I know if you know what’s good for ya
Come around your hood for ya
You don’t know me – I kill everyone who show love
You have them motherfuckers lookin’ all up in the woods for ya
Ah, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Them can’t fuck with me now – ah, they can’t fuck with me now
Look-
It ain’t a game, nigga – I don’t know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if you’re holdin’ a grudge
Try to take ‘em when you get the gun and load
and the slug check ya low when I bust
Come to show you no love
Ah, fuck with me now – them can’t fuck with me now
They can’t fuck with me now – them can’t fuck with me now
Stop playin’ when ya get it understood
‘Cause I know if you know what’s good for ya
Come around your hood for ya
You don’t know me – I kill everyone who show love
You have them motherfuckers lookin’ all up in the woods for ya
Ah, fuck with me now – they can’t fuck with me now
Them can’t fuck with me now – no, they can’t fuck with me now

(Lil Wayne)
Can’t fuck with me now – it’s not a game, nigga
Can’t fuck with me now – it’s not a game, nigga
Wha, wha, uh, uh, nigga!
Wheezy Whee!!! (Whee! Whee! Whee!)
Watch out! (Watch out!)

What it be like up there baby boy, ay this here ya son hollerin at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it’s hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin, peepin down on how I’m livin
Ay, tell Jesus I said thanks for the blessings he sendin
Please ask him to forgive me for the sins I commit
Just let him know I’m still young and at risk
Say, I’ll never forget the time that you caught me smokin herb in the house
I was dead wrong, I deserved to get out
But you just talked it over with my mom and got it situated in due time
Told me get the paper instead of high
So now I take that advice and shed light over my whole life dog
I wanted to be just like you my whole life dog
I can’t believe them niggas stole ya, that shit’s pain to me
But don’t trip, I hold you down, you still remain through me
And dog I know I can’t see you but I bet that you smilin
And I’m a make you even happier, I promise

(Chorus) 2x
I know you can’t be close to my nigga, I know
But I know you watchin over me nigga, I know
But the shit’s steady hurtin, burn deep
But it’s alright dog, everything gon’ be alright dog

I know you see my daughter growin up and bad as ever
But she cool ’cause she do whatever daddy tell her
And your wife, she’s still the most wonderful woman
I just built her a new house, she ain’t runnin from nothin
B and Slim, them niggas still love me like they own child
Ms. Rose nerves get bad, but still she gon’ smile
And me I’m on some “squash it” and some debate it
But I know they love it way more than they hate it
And I know you probably laughin at the way I treat these hoes and these
bitches
I try love ‘em, my BM be trippin
But Rabbit, you know one thing, I got the game from you, every perspective
That’s why I keep the gun at close connection for protection
And you see I left school behind and chose CMB
It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me

(Chorus)

I swear to you man, at some times I really wish I was with you
‘Cause I get fed up with this life and I miss you
Somebody pass me a tissue, and let me wipe the tears from my eyes
Yeah, nigga I cried, it’s ’cause I loved you dog
I promise I won’t ever put nothin above you dog
So I live my life in dedication of you dog
I know you see me happy on the outside and hurt within
Make me wanna grab that gun and burst again
But I know they got a reason why I’m here
And I know they got a reason why you gone
And therefore, I’m succeedin on my own
But you ain’t never left me, nigga, you still dwell in my heart
I can’t forget you kept it real from the start
And until my last breath I exhale, I’m a keep you with me
And when we do meet again, I’m a keep you with me
And tell them niggas Pac, B.I.G. and Pun I said “thay’s my peoples”
Watch over me nigga ’til I see you

(Chorus) 1 1/2x

(Wayne talking)
I know I can’t be close to you (dog)
I know you watching over me dog
But the shit’s that it hurt and burn deep
Its alright dog, everything gon’ be alright dog
Rabid, nigga, its your son
I’m down in your hole and your down
You see Cita strait, mom strait
Your mom strait, I mean Everything going right
Me and Slim nigga, is the realist niggas I ever met dog
And plus now i’m on some Squad Shit
My niggas, they keep it real with me
I keep it real with them
My little girl growning beutiful as ever man
You need to see her dog, she bad though man
Anyway dog, aiight holla!

(Hook (B.G.))
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa?)
We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up

(Juvenile)
I was wrong for a lot of shit that I’ma take to my grave
Continuously whippin’ niggas like a runaway slave
Must was meant for me to be thuggin’ – I stay in some beef
Baby and Slim keep tellin’ me, “Juvenile, stay off them streets.”
I can’t help – I draw attention; they be fuckin’ with me
I’m hot in the ass and can’t get enough of these streets
A lil’ nigga in the Rolls screamin’, “Fuck the police!”
Peelin’ out in front the club, about to duck to the east
Now play yourself, you gon’ find yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four hundred degrees, so I bust ‘em up
Still stickin’ to the g-code, Ree’s, and B’s
Quit drinkin’, but I will smoke some weed indeed
All they understand is my project English
And if you don’t like it, you can kiss my penis

(Hook-4x (B.G.))
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)

(B.G.)
I run the streets ’cause I’m real if it’s daylight or dark
You a killer, nigga? (Eah?) Ain’t no fear in my heart
I’ll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war
I’ll even go K for K with ya – now make your choice
Better know when I’m in beef that I be creepin’, nigga
Better know that I’m a snake, and I’ma sneak ya, nigga
Each time I hit the corner, I be leavin’ niggas
Momma upset – can’t even go on and grievin’, nigga
Nothin’ change – I’m on TV, I don’t play with you niggas
Still the same that’ll spin broad day on you niggas
And empty a hundred out that K
Where you’re caught hangin’ is where you’re left stankin’, ya heard me
I’ve been in the game – niggas know what I’m ’bout
So many murders under my belt, I done lost count
If you wanna be another number, my nigga
Go ahead, drop your nuts, and run up, my nigga

(Hook (B.G.))
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Nigga, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa?)
Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)

(Lil Wayne)
Hello, world
I zip through fast in a yellow pearl drop Porsche Boxter
Young mobster, wild and obnoxious
Pop some in your dreadlocks – What? Me not no rookie, boy
Glock cookin’, boy
I’ll turn your forehead to a pussy, boy
Off the gate, cousin, you niggas gon’ make me stalk and spray somethin’
Spark or lace somethin’
Park the car, get out, walk, and spray somethin’
Taught to stay thuggin’ brought up in this shit that we call America
And in my hood the laws are scared of us – we are too terrible
If I live to be old, it’s a miracle
’cause the way a nigga hatin’ or bitch plottin’, the shit’s hysterical
That’s why I keep me two big guns on blast like a stereo
Come to your burial and kill anybody else who care for you
Don’t blame me, society changed me
You haul white, you smash powder all night for the fast dollar
Cut off lights, we masked riders
The hood trash got us in a position we can’t shake
With boys we can’t break, and due to that you ain’t safe, bitch

(Hook (B.G.))
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up, nigga (Ooohh!)
(Did you see that?)
We hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
(Did you see that?)
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Boy, look,
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)
Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!)
Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!)

(B.G. (talking))
Nigga – we put holes in you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me
We don’t barrow nothin’, don’t fear nothin’
And ain’t nothin’ you can do ’bout these (Hot! Hot! Hot!) Boy$, nigga
Let ‘em burn, nigga
Let ‘em burn, nigga
B.Geezy, Lil Wheezy, Juvy, Two Tymer

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(Hook [Lil Wayne])
I tell ‘em, “Whaaat!!”
You see me hustlin’ on the block all the time
Sittin’ at the table, breakin’ ki’s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon’ be mine
Nigga, I’m tryin’ to grind

I tell ‘em, “Whaaat!!”
You see me hustlin’ on the block all the time
Sittin’ at the table, breakin’ ki’s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon’ be mine
Nigga, I’m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
Nigga, y’all gon’ respect Wheezy, or else the tec squeezin’ shots
I have your chest steamin’ hot, and your sis’ screamin’, “Stop!”
I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed
On the corner ’til the mornin’, see the cops and flee
And if we beef, we don’t beef long ’cause we gon’ creep all night
So I hope you don’t sleep all night – we on your street all night
Say, aw aw, I don’t want your boy to get me shoes
’cause I spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes
And the bricks move every followin’ week
So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me – got powder or d
And I shower your streets until your av pass out
More bricks than “The Three Lil Pigs’�? last damn house
Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts
And issue work for half and just grab that south
For real, nigga – Wheezy Whee tryin’ to shine
From daybreak to nightfall I’m gon’ grind

(Hook [Lil Wayne])
Tell ‘em, “Whaaat!!”
You see me hustlin’ on the block all the time
Sittin’ at the table, breakin’ ki’s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon’ be mine
Nigga, I’m on the grind

I tell ‘em, “Whaaat!!”
You see me hustlin’ on the block all the time
Sittin’ at the table, breakin’ ki’s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon’ be mine
Nigga, I’m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki’s
Takes seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks
Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it
And I flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue
And I’ll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope, and crack to move
Ask them dudes when Wheezy open shop, I ain’t got a bag to lose
Especially if I don’t like who sent ‘em to me and I’ma tax a dude
Duck the Feds and drama like I duck my baby momma
Sometimes I play it sour – what you thought was yay was flour
I pull whatever for the cheddar – nigga gotta flash and floss
Drought come around, then it’s jack the cost or jack the boss
Cock the gun, then I push rocks ’til I spot the sun
All day I hung the block, I see the cops and run
I’m tryin’ to get rich ’cause I wan’ shine
You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time

(Hook-4x [Lil Wayne])
I tell ‘em, “Whaaat!!”
You see me hustlin’ on the block all the time
Sittin’ at the table, breakin’ ki’s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon’ be mine
Nigga, I’m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Whaaaaaa

[Chorus 1]
Uh oh
There go them fuckin po-po’s
And if you know like I know
You better get off the corner

I’m a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin
hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models
And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas
Like fuck that nigga, I let my pump subtract niggas
You beef with me I guarantee your mams be missin
With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it
Do not twist because lil man is trippin
They could have ya body in three different places
Ain’t nothin gravy, but save it
Cause I’m a ride and hit the nigga street
Weezy go to war like Sadaam and Clinton disagree
While I’m shitty from the weed
Like were them bustas be
I promise ya never fuckin sleep, I clear the set
Come outside late at night to your surprise I’m here with Tecks
Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it’s so realistic
So I hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti
Be on the block until them souljas hit it
That’s when he heard….

[Chorus 2]
Blocka
Me come to tear your block up
If you don’t want no problems
You better get off the corner

All right, I cook it, cut it, ship and move it
I make a livin in this crooked public distributin
Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin
The hottest D in town lookin for me hit me Tuesday, like after six
See I crack the bricks right down to Z’s
Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp’s to ki’s
Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin
No droughts I don’t sit on nothin
I don’t believe I’m frontin
If I give you a dime, I leave with somethin
The big dog, Nigga I got the city under siege
And the law don’t bother me, I give the pigs a couple of G’s
Shit, I hustle strong to push this work through the streets
I’m tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap
I’m greedy, if there’s any money bein made from drugs I need it
Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can’t beat it
Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it
Does anybody else, I’ll pay em a visit
That’s when ya heard….

[Chorus 3]
Come here peeps
I’m hearin that you run these streets
You don’t want beef
Then get off the corner

[Chorus 1,2,3,3 repeat 2x]

Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt
Blocka, you better get off the corner
Come here, you better get off the corner
Get off the corner, Get off the corner
What, uh oh, get off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
What, uh oh, you better off the corner
Like dat, Get off the corner