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LIL' WAYNE lyrics : "Tha Blues"


[Lil Wayne]
Come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?)
They don't even much understand this (Uh-uh)

Look-
Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes - I'm drunk and blow

And I done told them boys if they play I dump their mothers
Now they findin' ^!$$%s everyday slumped in gutters
I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' Bubba

for the summer in a bright orange pumpkin Hummer
(??) from the Courvoisier, and lots of hay
And make me run in your place and take your pops away

See, they got ^!$$%s in my hood who can't cop the yay
So I can get it understood and have you chopped today
And not to say I could even hit your block and spray

And try to knock all the bone structure out your face
Stick a potato on the head of my nine - it's deadly quiet
Leave a ^!$$% redder than swine, you damn pig

The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all
Young or old, ^!$$%, big or small
Ain't nothin' nice


[Hook (Lil Wayne)]
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid

Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues


[Lil Wayne]
Look-

Now we all do dumb things
Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll murder his father right in front of him

None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout
Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out
I got two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples

Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces
(????) off the meters
Don't leave without the heaters

Believe this, my nina's got more shelves than Adidas
You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks and millimeters
Run up on your family and pop your senioritas

A lot of Hennessy - just twist that lil' baby
Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby
This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy

Technically I'll murder anyone who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton - mess with me, I bury one
Three-eighty - I carry one

Come to kill up everyone
What!


[Hook (Lil Wayne)]

[Lil Wayne]

Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cop
And ^!$$%s be like Q-tip 'cause they breathin' stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's (??)

Until I die I pullin' ego that be's the block
And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop

I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot
And I'm hangin' out the Beamer top releasin' shots
Follow me - everybody in the family die sourly

^!$$%s drop hourly - ruinin' your economy
Liquor power me, now there's nothin' that can bother me
Creep up in your window while you're sleepin', take your child with me

I'm wild, and Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman
Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like Stoudamire

Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house

[Hook (Lil Wayne)]

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