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Utwór: Wish You Would

  • wykonawca: Lil Wayne
  • album: Lights Out
  • wyświetleń: 1128

[Lil Wayne]
  Look look look - don't play with me
  Look look look
  Huh? Huh? Look
  Let's get the pistols out the trunk, let's get ready to bust things
  Leave a nigga block full of nothin' but guts, brains
  Ain't no way, nowhere that these niggas could duck flames
  My guns up for and tellin' all to suck Wayne
  I'm runnin' with a clique that just be thuggin' heavy
  Plus I'm runnin' in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it
  One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven
  Ever since my nigga died I've been strapped up and ready
  Come and get it - it's Wheezy Whee, the hottest ever
  Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater
  I'm just terror, or better yet, horror or drama
  And tomorrow I'ma hit the block and barrow your momma
  Beef with me, you're swimmin' in water with sharks and piranhas
  Revolvers and choppers got all your partners callin' the coppers
  And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan Denali
  When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin' your family
    [Hook]
  [Lil Wayne]
  Don't play with me - I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  And I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    [Lil Wayne]
  What is this that done got me in your district? Twist it
  Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians
  I'm tipsy - I've been sippin' on that Hennessy, people
  Then it get deeper, I start shootin' up innocent people
  Seventeen creeper is who I - what I - be, dog
  The clip slide in the four-five, then it blow five
  In heat, dog? It's your life or me, dog
  On four tires, or feet, dog
  I still be on the block sweepin'
  Nobody is not sleepin'
  Got me in all black with a gun in a palm
  Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the dome
  Dummy, it's on - ain't gon' be no relaxin' and stuff
  cause when I come through mashin' the truck, I'm blastin' a pump
  and passin' a blunt - me circle, wants to see if he dead
  Gotta be sure cause niggas promised me a ki if he dead
  But, dog, you get it raw if you are with the kid
  I'll push your baby momma car off the bridge
  Huh?!
    [Hook]
  [Lil Wayne]
  Bet' not play with me cause I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    [Lil Wayne]
  You might catch me with bandanas and strapped T
  On the back street of your block in the back seat
  I'ma cap three at the first coward I up and see
  I'ma bust the piece and knock his body a couple of feet
  When I rush your front door, you get a few to your stomach
  Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral Sunday
  Nigga shouldn't've played tough - wouldn't've got his head bust
  Now your whole livin' room is full of pink and red stuff
  Now you're gatted up, full of that vodka and weed - add it up
  Fresh platted up, your T-shirt all tatted up
  Crack in the tongue of my kicks
  Plus I got a gun on my hip, and I'm runnin' the strip
  I know you see me: Little Wheezy killaholeezy
  A hundred rounds from the chopper leave 'em real sleepy
  You know how we be smellin' weedy up in our clothes
  Cutthroatin', connivin' killers, but that's all I know
  Huh? Huh? Huh?
    [Hook]
  [Lil Wayne]
  Bet' not play with me cause I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Nigga, bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me - boy, I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me - boy, I wish you would
  I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood
  Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun
  Then I pop my gun
  Better hide and run
    Niggas bet' not play with me
  Look, uh-huh (uh-huh uh-huh)
  Look look look
  Look look look
  Whoa
  

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