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LIL' WAYNE lyrics : "Enemy Turf"


[Juvenile]
Ah hmmm hmmmm

Hmmmm Hmmm

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]

When I say I don't give a $#&@
I mean that yeah
?? brains is getting bust

I didn't say that yeah
If a shipment was comin in
I need a ?? wodie

I need a sixty-forty ^!$$%
And no chargin' that wodie
You done heard about Michael Jackson

And shiggidy %#@!
But you ain't never heard about me
When i'm flissin a (*##$

^!$$%s shoulders gettin knocked
Clean off of they head
See that red dot comin from

Me and my girlfriend
Cause I wants mine
I needs mine

And i'm about to get mine
At these times
Look lil' daddy

You ain't got to worry about none of these other ^!$$%s
You needs to be worried about when Juvi comin to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog

Y'all (*##$es better handle y'all business before I hit y'all
Even though a ^!$$% rich and i rock ice
I still bust a ^!$$% head on the block aright


[Chorus 2x (Juvenile & Lil' Wayne)]
[Juvenile]

It's enemy turf that i'm on
So i'ma play it how it go
@@#! the hollow points

And tote my black calicoe
My lil' brother Weezy


[Lil' Wayne]
My big brother Juvi
Four hit the blocks

Strapped up with the Uzis

[Verse 2 (Lil' Wayne)]

What, What, La
Gun for gun
Eye for eye

Better move yo' wife and son
'Cause i ride or die
Cashmoney Hot Boy

Bless me when i'm gone
But until then load up the chrome cause it's on
I been bout it

Put a ??????
I drop the top and then i flip I hit his @@#! and make 'em flip
And i be full of that trash

i be the first one to jump out the jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the head
And make 'em fall in the grass

One move they all die
Lil' Weezy small frie
Guerilla when it's war time

Y'all better learn
When this ^!$$% shoot it'll be all hell
Well then let 'em burn

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Seven churn and i be damn if i let 'em go
If i don't get my dough

Then hell will be all blowin'
'Till i R.I.P CMR i be
I put it down for all my peeps

^!$$%, i'm HB for real

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

All i know is the streets
And how to strap up
When it's time shoot it
@@#! yo' heaters
Tie up yo' bags

It's time to do it
Blaze the blunt
Shut off the lights
And cut down the music
Roll down the windows

Turn the corner
And let loose with the bbbbrrrrrr
If ya don't know now
Then ya never will learn
You ca play with Lil' Wayne

And yo' block get burned
You must love to go swimmin
Cause tha water gets deeper
See i bust you wide open
And take 'ya daughter with me
Here come the beat boy

Shoot out the street lights
Time to bring on the heat boy
If you ain't really wit it
Then you better get back
I open yo' chest
And make it look just like a wet cat
This is a death trap

i'ma a guerilla and i mean it
leave ya' head still in a beanin'
?? on the !@&(
Calicoe steamin'
Red dot beamin'
Dressed up suspicious
Play with lil' Weezy you'll be ?? for the vicious


[Chorus 2x]

Enemy Turf
Time to strap up
What

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