"^!$$% Couldn't Know"(feat. Lil' Wayne)

[Lil' Wayne]

Big Tymers, ^!$$% (Big Tymers, ^!$$%)
I got that work, ^!$$% (I got that work, ^!$$%)
Look, look, listen:


This is where them ^!$$%s die fast
Sell bricks and buy bags

They dodge class to hit the block and go find cash
If you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast
'Cause, my man, ain't no escapin' when shots blast

You wonder why the cops keep circlin'
^!$$%s murderin'
I ain't never saw 'em before

Tonight we twurkin' 'em
^!$$%s wearin' masks like glasses
^!$$%s got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics

Pants to my knees 'cause the glock make it slouch
I can't talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouth
And, wodie, when we enter-- ^!$$%s freeze up like it's winter

And if a ^!$$% whisper, pistols eat him up for dinner
Seventeen representer - you don't like it, do somethin'
And I'll bet you'll see a ^!$$% outside 'bout two-somethin'

And we like to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain't got on no suits 'cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents


[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
[Wayne] ^!$$%, we done moved more !@%!e
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could know

[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could show
[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price

[Baby] than a ^!$$% could score
[Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks
Make 'em get on the floor


[Baby]
^!$$% wakin' up to alley cats and rats

Project (*##$es that tote gats
^!$$%s kickin' the dope, but the crack done smack back
Lil' ^!$$%s runnin' through the hallways

While other ^!$$%s playin' ball - made a court in the
driveway
Things ain't the same where I use to play

It's guns and broads
New cars, neighborhood superstars
And hoes smokin' cigars

Lil' ones sittin' on the car
Watchin' the bus hollerin',
"Them people comin!" when that blue car pull up

I'm tired of catchin' cuts, and bendin' corners
I got that work - got youngsters on all four corners
You got the quarters, and you got them halves

I got the quarter ki's, and Fresh got the slabs
Ten a ki is the price if you want a brick
And if you don't know that, ^!$$% - tax the (*##$


[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
[Wayne] ^!$$%, we done moved more !@%!e

[Baby] than a ^!$$% could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could show

[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks

Make 'em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, wodie


[Mannie Fresh]
It's the return of the click-clackin'
Downtown pistol packin'

Y'all remember me from back in the '89 era
When killers use to wear mascara
And run through the court causin' terror

Random riot gunshots
Government-issued glocks
That's bakin' soda added with that odor - now you got clatch
pots
^!$$%s went from (?) to frozen cups

To catchin' cuts, to big ole nuts
Shorty, I been on missions
Jackin' ^!$$%s for Balley competitions
Stickin' guns in bustas' backs
Everybody, come out your Polos and your Zodiacs

But that was back in the days
See, ^!$$%s done changed they ways
Went from snug-nose-38's to hand grenades
Now it's a must that ^!$$%s bust back when they get cussed at
Or fussed at

Nine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, ^!$$%s can trust
that

[Hook - 4x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
[Wayne] ^!$$%, we done sold more !@%!e

[Baby] than a ^!$$% could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could show
[Wayne] More ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a ^!$$% could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks

Make 'em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, lil' one

[Wayne] What!

[Baby {talking}]
Y'all got to understand

We got this %#@! on lock, wodie
If you ain't makin' money you ain't doin' what you suppose to
I understand ^!$$%s kickin' in doors for twenty-inch momo's
Whatever it take, lil' daddy
And it don't matter
If I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take mines
If you get caught up, you better believe it..

that that iron gon' get your mind right, dog
We hustlin' for sure, fa
Bling-blingin' without a doubt
Like new cars, and pretty broads
And neighborhood superstars
Money
(*##$es

Rags to riches