[Intro - The Lox] Haha, haha C5 D-Block LOX You know Ahaaaa Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1 - The Lox] Say the judge or the jury can’t spoil this Nah two thirds of the world’s most loyalist I’mma shoot ‘em, I’mma pay the bail I’m sure of this I’mma kill ‘em, I’mma get the witness, teach ‘em more of this We never sing, not even on a song where the chorus is Dig the hole, get the wood box, bring the florist in Tell the pastor, tell the family we was just warning them 38s, 45s, all type of Taurus’ About to hit the bong, pour the holy water in Celebrating for participating in the slaughtering Eating steaks at the same spot they killed Paulie in Frank White’s three in the quarter taping your daughter in Colombia with the connect putting the order in Nigga act, we gonna clap like we the audience Make sure you wipe down to strap, get rid of all the prints Do your homework on whoever you go to war against
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] I had 20s on my Benz, lend it to all my friends And everything was all gravy, everything was all gravy And if I need something call Baby, if I need something call Baby And the streets was calling me, but a nigga had call waiting And yeah we all went through our phases, we all went through our savings Some niggas stayed on point, some niggas was point shaving And sometimes we had to be vegetables That mean we had to stay patient, cause they say you are what you eat I took the star out of starvation Bitch I come from a Third World, started rapping in the fourth grade Start trapping in the sixth grade, went platinum in the tenth grade Dropped out, a nigga was getting paid This was when Birdman had a fade This was when Hummers didn’t come stretched, but Birdman had ‘em made, This was when pretty bitches set you up, and niggas didn’t give two fucks You had two guns and two phones, you could waste time and get and get a new cup But this when niggas had pimp cups, and new rappers got hem’d up And all them niggas that’s biting got they fins cut I know real niggas gon’ fuck with this Like: “that’s that shit I be talkin’ ’bout” I know real niggas gon’ fuck with this Like: “that’s that shit I be talkin’ ’bout”
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] And we gon’ be around till yo’ motherfuckin’ body rot And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Uh, but this when niggas had pimp cups and dirty money got rinsed up And the early birds in the worm hole would get so fat that they’d get stuck We’d clean our fingerprints up, we’d clean the shit we didn’t touch This when niggas called Diddy Puff Letting Biggie bump while I’m sitting up in that big body I can show you a dead body Lotta niggas got pinched and the snitches ended up dead lobsters Wrap the birds in red tape, call them bitches Red Robins Pops had Kilos, I needed one key I would’ve made copies Free my niggas down and rest in peace to all my dead partners I smoke by the pound in like a week and fuck the Weight Watchers Got my self a brand new triple-beam just to weigh options I stumbled upon a gold mine, I thank God that it ain’t copper Some niggas were late bloomers, but boy look how they’ve blossomed Don’t know niggas that wear wires, but I know niggas that go haywire I know hoes that play possum and will bring us to y’all mailboxes And dead man can’t talk, and the Feds don’t have séances Look you put a knot on the end of a condom full of drugs and put it in her pussy And get through customs, cause last time we just took ‘em I rather be blind before I be the nigga that stand around just lookin’ And you can beat around the bush and find a nigga laying behind them bushes And I know real niggas gon’ fuck with this Like: “that’s that shit I be talkin’ ’bout” I know real niggas gon’ fuck with this, real niggas gon’ fuck with this Like: “that’s that shit I be talkin’ ’bout, like that’s that shit I be talkin’ ’bout”
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] And we gon’ be around till yo’ motherfuckin’ body rot And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in, we get the same time Gotti got
[Outro - Lil Wayne] C5Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
