Lil WayneWe Don't

[Baby - talking] Ay shawty, you know what I'm sayin' Some ni***z palms be sweatin' Some ni***z palms be itchy It don't matter, a n***a just gotta get it You know what I'm sayin', n***a We built this s**t from the ground up N***a, The Carter, n***a You what I'm sayin' We been around the world gettin' money n***a We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood Every project, n***a We worldwide hustlas, n***a (Belie' that bitch) You what I'm sayin' Lets get them ni***z, lets ride shawty [Baby] Indictments, got us conspiracy for murders Five young ni***z uptown servants Word, they bird curvin' for servin' Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they jaws curvin' B***h, and we was raised in these war times Jail also made men in these hard times And don't cry I'ma get mines so pray for me I'm on the block on the grind, mama pray for me So n***a respect my G, respect my grind N***a respect how I eat, respect my mind N***a respect this heat When these ni***z out of line, n***a we dress up and creep Whoa, shawty I'ma blow they whole block Fu***n' with a soldier, mastermind is on plot Third ward survivor, uptown madness Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habbit, b***h [Hook:] We don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby, c'mon [Lil Wayne] The murder man, picture me lurkin' Right up behind ya curtains nine's squirtin' And you could hear it when it's hurtin' But if I hear him hurtin' I'll walk over and merk him for certain I took over the circus 'Cause I'ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface I walk around, fo' pound and surface To spin ya a** around in circles, you urkle Blood run up out ya earth now you purple Your homeboy get it first, but you worst so Now you headed to the skies above And I'm go and get high with ya b***h in the club Yeah, life's a b***h and death's a husband And you gonna have to meet up if you keep on fu***n' up And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fu***n' up But you don't want see them cmb blood knuckle up [Hook:] We don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby, c'mon [Lil Wayne] Shoot him in his head so he remember Because of that mama I'll be gone 'till Novemeber I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners Them ni***z on the block say them boys gon' get 'em But them ni***z on the block don't know the toys who with 'em Tell ya boy come and get me if I go he goin' with me I'm hoping y'all feel me, I told y'all what the dealy Ya open up ya face I'ma open up the semi I open up ya kidneys now ya floatin' up the Missi- Ssippi, river n***a play with deep water now ya swimmin' Silly, you play with me, Carter, now ya missin' Really, I shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it And even though I be the man with the milli's When the s**t go down I be the man with the milli's Beef cranberry on the ceilin' This is the Carter, b***h welcome to my buildin' c'mon [Hook:] We don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my n***a we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's s**t up if n***a is fu***n' with us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash mot*****in' money baby, c'mon [Lil Wayne - talking] Wish a n***a would say something, gotta Standin right chea guns up boy Weezy F, Birdman Holla back
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