[Lil' Wayne]
Killer!
Huh?

Callin' Lil' Wayne (Wayne) a...
...killer!
What? What?

Killer!
What? What?
Check!


Hold up, you now under the deep cover of the lil' slugger
Callin' me head busta

Run with me K - blucka
^!$$%s done fled from-a...
...me infrared, sucka

If him wan' play, busta,...
...come make me dead, busta
Bein'-a half-way out my nappy head

But I don't care - I just grab my clip, slap and spray
Anywhere - it don't matter where a ^!$$% stay
Just believe me when I say, "Guerrilla warfare"

I swear, it be some more drama about these bags
^!$$%s in black drive Jags - camouflage rags
^!$$%s' domes get bust wide open with blood and sweat

^!$$%s ridin' off in Hummers - laughin', drinkin' Moette
You know me: Colleon, standin' four feet
I'm to-tin' cannons, wearin' Rolies

See, these lil' boys, they ain't really up on my game
But once I run into that ^!$$% playin' with Wayne, man
See, when I spin-a you bend then I be on you block

But when me jump out with the chop-chop, my nogga, you drop
Now where your ^!$$%s at, comradie? They not with you now
I guess they heard that when I'm ridin' I make the crew stop

Now, is you 'bout what I'm 'bout?
If you 'bout what I'm 'bout, you 'bout drama
Thuggin' in broad day with four glocks, a knife, and a chopper

I'm runnin' away, don't get in my way
My ^!$$%!
Callin' me head busta!

Callin' callin' me killer!

[Hook: Lil' Wayne]

Them callin' me killer
Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money ^!$$%
My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want

Full of blunts
Look out your window, see who in the front
Me!


Them callin' me killer
Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money ^!$$%

My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want
Full of blunts
Look out your window, see who in the front


[Lil' Wayne]
Check!

Now as the heat flame up
Them lookin'-a down the street, them think they see Wayne truck
Him whole block don't scare me 'cause me get me thing and bust

Them know that Hot Boys known to be dangerous
Now U.P.T. come down - chopper city in the ghetto, my man
Now who that be in the car with the chopper? Oh, it's Lil' Wayne

I get my K - @@#!, aim, and put holes in your brain
Give me that rag, you ain't no soldier - wipe the blood off my chain
Gettin' blisty...

...off in a black F-150
'Bout to do the old usual - hit your block, just spittin'
Heads spinnin' like a set of seventeens or somethin'

Respect me for who I be: seventeen, head-bustin'
Because-


[Hook: Lil' Wayne]

[Lil' Wayne]

Check!
Original Hot Boy - land-cruisin' with guns
I shall be the one who burn the block up
Never miss when I distribute anger up out my Cali'
Hundred shots automatic

Leave ya hopeless in the alley
Now, when a ^!$$% runs up
If the ^!$$% loveless (like me) would have his guns up
Just because of the simple fact that I'm a Hot Boy,...
...and got boys that got toys to stop noise

See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty
Now him catch three 'cause him want beef
Now, me tried to tell the stupid boy, "Don't mess-a with me."
Now look at him - open up his casket and see
Click-clack my mack, twist my Philly cap to the back

Jump in the black and scream "war", and just "pow! pow!"
How you love me now? With five barrels to your eye
The scene gets wild, and everybody gon' die
What the dillio? Fill a four-four clip
You'll get flipped for runnin' off at the lip

Who behind the gun slang,...
...blood hang,...
...and twistin'?
It's Mis-ter Wayne
Come splittin' when I spit


[Hook: Lil' Wayne]

[Lil' Wayne]
-Me!
See, them callin' me killer
Huh?
Because them callin' me killer

What?
Them ^!$$%s callin' me killer
Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money ^!$$%
What?
Callin' me killer
(Killer)
Callin' me killer

(Killer)
Them callin' me killer (Killer!)
Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money ^!$$% (Killer!)
Killer!
What?