Lyrics:
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Wayne lil Wayne lil Wayne
I rap like I'm insane cuz I'm a lil flame
Running fast like usain usain usain
I ain't worried bout no thing yeah watch me be
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
Young black boy, goes by the the name of Wayne
16 turned insane, he lost his brain
After seeing big bro slain
They killed him and snatched his chain
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
What kinda nigga be ducking the ATF?
Look what kinda nigga got clientele in the 'jects?
[Lil' Wayne]
Well...what kinda nigga play beef like
What kinda nigga be ducking the ATF?
Look what kinda nigga got clientele in the 'jects?
[Lil' Wayne]
Well...what kinda nigga play beef like
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
(Apocalyptic)
Zwar nicht infiziert mit Aids, doch niemand fickt mit mir im Game
Denn ich laufe durch die Disco mit der Milli wie Lil Wayne
Siebzehn Schüsse in
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
If we got beef it aint no bovine
I'm in the streets with the heat string your life up on a clothesline
Bullet holes will open closed minds
Chrome 9
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload
ran into the game
Nigga, stop playin' with Lil Wayne
Come on!
It ain't a game, nigga, I don't know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if
Lil' Wayne:
Clear da set nigga
(what) (what) (what) (what)
(verse 1)
See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble
Ready to come out the truck
a muthatfuck
[Lil' Wayne]
I be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street
Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep
Windows tinted,
bread
When mark jump out with that pump
You can't run it's sprayin'
They throw their beef over the gram
They feds
Can't even speak about my beef, they
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