(feat. Gudda Gudda)
[DJ Drama]

See you niggas killin' me man 

Did you think I don't hear you talkin'? 

Like "why wayne and dram' workin'? 

Didn't wayne dis dram'? 

Didn't dram' dis wayne?" (Gangsta grillz you bastards!) 

See ya'll niggas just wait til I turn around then talk about me 

Fool-ass niggas 

But I'll do this for ya'll 

Ya'll ain't learned that? HAHAHAHA 



[Lil Wayne]

Uhh Young young young young young young yooouuunnng young mula baby 

Young mula baby young young mulah baby you ready? 

Weezy f bitch, im tired of yall hatin 

I know ya head hurtin' you tylenol takin mafuckers im the man 

Just ask your ol' lady, like a true gentleman im after yo lady 

Im a massacre waitin' to happen fuck all this rappin boy 

I get to cappin and leave you with holes like a napkin man 

He gon need napkin no a band aid no a damn grave 

I am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage 

Picture on my page printed in a best book 

Come up out my left pocket with a left hook 

Mamma said knock ya out, money made me block ya out 

I got the game on lock and I lock ya out 

My jewelery singin' like a oprah house, I bought that drop top phantom of the oprah yea, get silly not stupid man 

Never save a hoe she better ask soulja boy to superman 

You can bet when I sleep im poloed down head to feet, polo horses on my sheets, I get that from pimp c 

Tall cup of dj screw, sittin on a pint of big moe 

Sharper than a tack hoe, you can keep the tick toe 

Yea, red scarf on my neck, red diamonds lookin like red barf on my neck 

EHH 

Tell my bass, nigga sue woo cause I be with more B's than ju ju 

Big Boss im a big dog, and I dont mean fleas when I say im ticked off 

HAHAHA 

Nigga I dont eva scratch, and if she throw that pussy,

Big dog fetch type of soldier on some sketch that shit

Imma draw that pistol make your chest a tablet you are just a tad bit

And imma whole lot young money motherfucka but the money so not