Lil WaynePut It On Tha Streets

Uh oh Uh oh Look Listen [Verse:] Now watch me break em up Tape em up Gun up in his face I be like straighten up Do make me bust Run up in this place I put my K to her and Uzi to him I woosy from gin Like shut up or get two to your chin You and your friend??? How they do it in the pen I'm kinda off The 90 sparks give a damn bout your car I'm behind the tips of the Excursion Drunk and swervin' Your mom was twerkin Don't be jerkin in the middle of??? I heard he got the murders so I'm going to get 'em His boys are trippin so now I got his ma and children Plus I slid inside tha back of A 96 Acura Click-Clack and A Black automatic Cataca B*****s got me rataca Pistols out to damage ya I swear i'll have this broads brains over the Avena Mario and Samua Screamin' man blast her brah Now you reall askin fa A motherfuckin massaca What! Chorus: Baby, (Lac) Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his a** if he don't hook up then pay up (n***a if you got lets continue to deal) (If you move twenty birds I consider you real) Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his a** if he don't hook up then pay up I, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his a** if he don't hook up then pay up (n***a if you got lets continue to deal) (If you move twenty birds I consider you real) What, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up Put it on his a** if he don't hook up then pay up
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