(feat. Turk)

[Lil' Wayne]

Aw aw
Aw aw!
Aw aw!!

Peep me out, look!
Head bustin', black fatigues
So blunted, 400 degreez, it's sweet

^!$$%, respect me
When you see tha left hand buggin', ^!$$%, respect it
But if you see tha left hand bustin', ^!$$%, your disrespectin'

Took one to tha chest, I never die, I'm tha same brotha
Jump out and shoot K's, let 'em fly, I'm tha same brotha
It's a must they recognize that I'm untamed, brotha

Disconnect a boy like a damn change number
Uhhh, hang up and try again
I kill ya, wake ya up, and make you die again

Spark it up, and make a ^!$$% block fry again
Go ta jail, and do life, not five ta ten
Me, Lil' Mario, and Toolie, that's my man, fam

My ^!$$%s don't give a Jean-Claude VanDamme
About'chu, 'cause we don't play around
Bring tha K around, spray tha town, take tha ground

Take tha ground that you walk on
Tap tha phones that you talk on
Jam ya up and take your arms off

I hit you twice with tha sawed-off
And your ^!$$% just watch your head fall off... fall off
You think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what)

I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what)
I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be up in all black, (be in all black)
numb-nut

I run up in your house with a tommy gun, what
I'm standin' there like all mine
Run through your click like a weak defensive line

Doggy fresh

[Turk]

You want war, ^!$$%, let's beef... beef
We can do it how ya want, or take it to tha streets... streets
I'll be dressed in camouflage, Ree's on my feet

Through your air (through your air) leave ya burnin' like heat
What ya.. know, I'm tha one from tha T.C.
Chopper shooter, block bruiser, I'll bet any G (any G)

On fire, ^!$$%, label, that's a HB
And if I can't kill you.. killin' your family (family)
Think it's a game, 'rilla, test my nuts, you'll see

How fast I send shots through your 6V (6V)
Heads bust if ya really think it's CMB
And I know you all know about Slim and B

We get our ball on, ^!$$%, drink Cristy
Me and Buck get head from meekos in Tennessee
Betta ask somebody, ^!$$%, I been a G

And the Baby still servin' ^!$$%s for ten a key... ^!$$%

[Lil' Wayne]

Aw, aw, aw, look
Call me big baller, Big Tymer, big pockets
Call me big stunter, big stick, or big body

Call me that lil' ^!$$% with tha Role... fulla diamonds
Call me tha number one Hot Boy on fire
Fire, when you shoot outta town, then I'ma holler

With a crate of Crystile, couple of blunts, and a condom
Let him know if (let him know if) he down bad, that ain't my problem
Ler him know if he come at me bad, then I'ma chop him

Ch-uh.. chop him
Put tha flame to him
All of a sudden tha thing hits straight through him

'Cause I'm tha same ^!$$%, pimper boy, Lil' Wayne
Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe strings
But since I use ta be.. doin' tha best at thangs

That mean I gotta wear a vest that day
I really think them ^!$$%s jealous... of tha sparkle in my necklace
He ain't ready.. he ain't read