Assualt rifles, extended clips
Let you know where I'm from
It's a city of niggas bout gettin funky wit' me
Keep they fingers on triggers
Let's roll wit' a pistol I get out of control
It's your family I put on rows, front row
Rookie nigga wig splitter
Make copies for the rapture
Oh, I'm comin for the capture
Lil' Wayne, he bout it too
I'ma snatch if you got it
Told ya before ta' hide it
It's a must that I find it
Shootin tha drop somethin'
I tote it too stop somethin'
Make it happen you's the punk
I'll put you in the trunk
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[Wayne] Lets get funky wit' these niggas
[B.G.] Grab the triggas and blast
[Wayne] Lets get filthy wit' these niggas
[Wayne] Lets get serious with these niggas
[B.G.] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust
[Wayne] Retaliation a must
Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me
My gun clap ?? start spinnin' and take many
Can you picture a young rapper
Fourteen ?? black master million dollar flapper
Watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin
Frontin' gets you nothin'
Runtin' catch a slug from the M-what'
Playa hater leave you bloody
Four steps comin' quickly
Better kill me before you get done in
But I got that red mark so when you come in
Slugs somethin', seventeen up in the clip
Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block
Let's get funky, you want me, I thinks not
So much black clothing ???? you black-out
That's when all yo fight come out
Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on
I praise on, think you plays on, it's stays gone
You got it, better hide it
If you wanna keep it safe on
Slugs chase to yo' face, ah
Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you
These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot
I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger
I throw back punks, comin' out trunks to kill niggas
I spill niggas, on the real nigga I gets dirty
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It's written all over yo' face you easy to find
Niggas front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine
Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine
Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that's my atire
A tru rider, gettin' higher off uptown fire
Remember me, tha little G never died
Took one to the chest but the little G never died
I'ma certified killer, million dollar nigger
Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater nigga flipper
Tangerie and juice sipper, disrespectin bitch flipper
I'm bout drama off the top
You know that's on the foreal-a
I get's loaded low down by a monkey
He would want to know I gets funky
Beef kicked in a night parade
Nothin' ?? ?? bookoom be standin' on feet
Now you know I run with ignorant niggas
Fuck that sprayin' the crowd
Ain't no time for doin' backin down
That's for Al and lil' Duga'
Four deep in each in spinnin' ??
In school I was a fool a young funky
But on the streets I used 2's
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