even knew What I was going through growing pains Hatred was flowing through my veins On the verge of going insane I almost made a song dissin' Lil Wayne
busters Cluckers, you know I got'em two for one my nigga I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my nigga, come on Thuggin' is my thing, if I'm beefin'
, this one's to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my
the game's over we gon' meet up after dark [Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)] Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my
my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first ki bought my bought my first ki i bought my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first
bowl skittles Im like a wizard hypnotize you wit my lil widow Still Lil' Romeo, different is not little You own a dollar man than matter fact da Mac So hit dem lil
get a lil wiff of what I've got cookin over here and see what niggas is tryna do. Plus I wanna make it clear that every artist you hear on Young Money
[Lil Wayne Talking] The Do's and Don'ts of Young Money Cash Money. Rule fucking number 1. Don't fucking do one fucking song on a motherfucking album,
on the beach, in the grass house Say, we could do it on the beach, in my glass house Uh huh I know what I'm doin, I'm on it until the mornin Hop on
Lil Wayne, and 'Ye Primo, OutKast, where my nigga Dilla at? S.V. - uh uh, where my nigga Dilla at And when you look into my eyes, it makes all these feelings
really on Is it that shit that niggas go silly on? Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (West Side) And yall know what I represent [Chorus] Doin my own (own
Intro: Lil Wayne] Yeah 3-peat 3-peat C3 Ia??m 3-peat 3, 3-Peat, 3 Be Ready Well I know you cana??t be So be afraid Very Afraid Yah, [Chorus: Lil Wayne
no you got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me) You got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on
it when I say yeah huh And your boyfriend's a tampon And I don't own land baby I own the land mines So step on my land and catch a bomb like Anquan Weezy
they look at the rang I'm fly as a pelican, ice on my skeleton On a Sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin Syrup in my
the cops stay on my ass so I stay on the news These other rap niggas couldn't walk in my shoes Went through a bunch of bullshit while I was payin' my
I'm grown, so I'll be good on my own but I be like Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man Being responsible for everybody and yo' own