Lyrics:
"G-Slide (Tour Bus)"
2:29 Ludacris - "What's Your Fantasy"
2:36 Jurassic 5 - "Baby Please"
2:36 Temple of the Dog - "Hunger Strike"
2:48 Birdman featuring
Yea, we real thugs
All our problems solved by guns
And all our lives depends on the drugs so yea
All my brothers R.I.P
Better be dead than not be free
like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air
Table dances by my chair
Get something now
I'm hot from New Orleans
Weezy F
[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
Chyeah, cut me up, man
Cut me up in the phones, yeah
That's right
Chyeah
Chyeah
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
I got the Birdman in my presence, so you know it's
get this through your head
It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us with their Infra - reds
How many mic's do you rip on the daily
Many moni,
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
And all of my bros
They know the code, we on that G shit, yeah
Birdman too fly for 'em
Stayed up, stay high for 'em
Drippin' off in that Tom Ford
Want
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
round like Pigeons
Underhand Pitchin
Ballin on these Bitches
Dunk yo Hoe Blake Griffin
Birdman Birdman
Baby yeah thats Me
I'd never spend some Chicken
Started with Kanye and Usher
Slow jamz was playing and then let it burn man
Young Stunna feel like I'm Birdman
No mercy no limit Percy
C City raised me, I'm
pray to god
Lord, keep these petty niggas afar
You know a petty nigga by his conversation
So I keep 'em out my conversation
Too many indians wanna be
field hockey
Da number one stunna make these niggas weezy
Wayne's little but I fucked the game till she weepy
Cashin out on niggas like I'm Birdman
Took
man, yellow man
Black man, white man, rip the system
Rip the system rip the system
Rip the system rip the system
Not a day goes by without terrible
R.I.P R.I.P
R.I.P R.I.P
R.I.P be at peace no more pain you gotta go through
Didn't listen to me then but I told you
Lookin' now you would tell me
a air bnb
With some strippers in there
Yeah
In the meantime I get lit by myself
You can't hate on this shit
Better bet on this shit
I got hit after hit
I'm gonna light this
Remember I'm not sorry when I say I'm gonna bite this
Rip it up and start again
Rip it up and start again
Rip it up and start
(by any means)
We let it rip by any means (by any means)
Death to my enemies by any means (any means)
Yeah, we gettin' rich by any means (by any
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
the club
Got my mind on danger, never been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so
I got out, it was just for bringin niggas drama
So set up the beef, I bust it down
And guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd round
And by
prescribe me, appeal like I'm Cosby
Caught up by the higher ups, they all wanna hire us
My appeal is astounding
9th Wonder found me in a little white house
choices just a bit
Should’ve left a greater tip
Tell me how I get out of that plateau of where uncle lives (rip man)
I hate December 17th
You gave me
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