[Baby — talking] 

Ay shawty, you know what I’m sayin’ 

Some niggaz palms be sweatin’ 

Some niggaz palms be itchy 

It don’t matter, a nigga just gotta get it 

You know what I’m sayin’, nigga 

We built this shit from the ground up 

Nigga, The Carter, nigga 

You what I’m sayin’ 

We been around the world gettin’ money nigga 

We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood 

Every project, nigga 

We worldwide hustlas, nigga (Belie’ that bitch) 

You what I’m sayin’ 

Lets get them niggaz, lets ride shawty

[Baby] 

Indictments, got us conspiracy for murders 

Five young niggaz uptown servants 

Word, they bird curvin’ for servin’ 

Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin’ out like they jaws curvin’ 

Bitch, 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 nigga respect my G, respect my grind 

Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind 

Nigga respect this heat 

When these niggaz out of line, nigga we dress up and creep 

Whoa, shawty I’ma blow they whole block 

Fuckin’ with a soldier, mastermind is on plot 

Third ward survivor, uptown madness 

Killin’ is a hobby, jackin’ is a habbit, bitch 

[Hook] 

We don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ money baby 

C’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ 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 ass 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 bitch in the club 

Yeah, life’s a bitch and death’s a husband 

And you gonna have to meet up if you keep on fuckin’ up 

And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin’ up 

But you don’t want see them CMB blood knuckle up

[Hook] 

We don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ money baby 

C’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ 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 niggaz on the block say them boys gon’ get ’em 

But them niggaz 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 nigga 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 shit go down I be the man with the milli’s 

Beef cranberry on the ceilin’ 

This is the Carter, bitch welcome to my buildin’ c’mon

[Hook] 

We don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ money baby 

C’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck 

We’ll fuck a nigga’s shit up if nigga is fuckin’ with us 

And then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out 

And we out for cash motherfuckin’ money baby, c’mon

[Lil Wayne — talking] 

Wish a nigga would say something, gotta 

Standin right chea guns up boy 

Weezy F, Birdman 

Holla back

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