Juelz Santana & Lil' Wayne — Get At These Niggaz
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Get At These Niggaz Juelz Santana & Lil' Wayne03:57
Текст песни: Get At These Niggaz
[Juelz Santana:] Ay yo Weezy--you ready to get at these niggas, man? [Lil Wayne:] You already got em [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Who you? Weezy Baby I do what the fuck I wanna come from the corner they call (what?) Apple and Eagle where your mama didn't want you at all (yep!) Packing them heaters in the heat of the morning Strapping them kilos in that seat of that Honda--we armored! Back in the geo-quarter key was the normal Jack a nigga if he hurtin' not believing in karma but What if he armed and what if he ready to shoot? We strap up shut the fuck up and dippity do what we gotta Who we gotta,when we gotta It's murder murder mur murder murder, don't think about it One thing about it them niggas hoes they ain't about it Complain about it and ain't around it, shame on 'em I gain honor, fame, power, money, bitches More problems and more guns, simple addition Plus, I got choppers on the hog Homie on bed rest head doctor on call I got a masseuse who'd rather seduce me Now everytime she hear my name she salute me Bitch nigga do you cause I know Imma do me Born from New Orleans you gon have to shoot me [Verse 2: Juelz Santana] Streets my heart I love her to the core But she just like a bitch, man she fucking with them all So, I'm strapped up never coming in the raw Magnum when I'm coming through the door, whats it for? (you know) And I ain't talkin condom, nigga, I'm talkin 45 palm a nigga, launch a nigga back Send him back home with his back blown to the point where you can see his back bone stickin out I stick it out when it's drought time, too Make it work like the first I'm about mines dude (ya know) I get it crackin I'm about my moves Don't step on these Gators I'm about my shoes (boy!) And you don't want me to step out my shoes and step out my groove and let out my tools The hammer kill, the hammer will make you stop, drop and roll like you slipped on a banana peel Live by the code and honor honor the code Stop snitchin, be a man nigga honor your role I stick by the stove, when I'm on it it's on You see that coke turn to oil it's on, nigga it's on You see that hard base and the water is soft Gimme that ice lemme show you it's on, nigga it's on I'm sellin heavy things, down to anything Bricks, half quarters, I got everything ya digg? Aye [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Come equipped with them sizzlers for the blizzard Here's a sick sickle for you and your lil niggas Elz, Imma get em--they bitches they just bitches Just bought a new Glock 40 shots hair trigger Shots through the driver side that mean the driver died Car crash kill the passenger double homicide We in all black like Amistad They call my crew old school cause we walk around with 99s Millimeters red dot find the spot Head shot body drop Two fingers I'm out Gunslinger Hollygrove, Fireman kinda hot Tie yo ass up and leave ya body in the loadin docks New Orleans rollin rock Syrup in the soda pop I can get rich all I need is a stove And I'll stand over that bitch til them thangs get swole And I'll work that corner in the heat or the cold I'm good [Outro: Lil Wayne] Yeah This right here is what you niggas didn't want Yea, bitch nigga I'm in Harlem Yea, pussy nigga I'm way in Harlem Yea, they took my city so I'm in Harlem, fuckin' wit Elz nigga Santana, red bandana nigga Holla at ya mu fuckin boy Elz, these niggas looking like they ate a dick That's how these niggas looking in the mufucking face Shut the fuck up nigga Quarter to a key come see me nigga Yeah, they talking bout New Orleans gone Nigga I am New Orleans, nigga That's right Yeah, but like I said bitch nigga I'm in Harlem nigga! Fuckin' with Elz nigga
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