(feat. Big Kap, Cash Money Millionaires)



[FUNKMASTER FLEX:]



funkflex

big kap

cash money



[LIL WAYNE:]



even if i don't get no taller

i'm a always be a c.m.b baller

wanted for manslaughter

they call me quick drawer

weezie 2 pistols 

i bought me a revolver

a "k" and 2 missles look

i'm ready for war

but do you fell the same?!?!?!

look come swim in my water

tangle wit lil wayne 

brah you must be retarda

don't know bout my niggaz?!?!?!

i'm a 17 off ya

runnin with gurillas

life's group is my big brotha

thugged out and ready

but just a lil shorta

but gangsta like joe pesci get ready to cock it and let it

cut a nigga like mashedee's

turn em to confetti (all gone)

they want it raw dogg so give em all hair

dressed up in camoflauge

me juve in a v12

just duck tape the nigga

throw his body in the lake

i ain't like him anyway cause the nigga too fake



[chorus x2]



i take respect nigga (ya playin the wrong one)

i'll break ya neck nigga (ya playin wit da wrong gun)

i use k's to wet niggaz (i'm spraying da whole room)

better watch you back nigga (lil one that's a wrap)



[JUVENILE:]



my worries was to get paid and double my earn

go at it don't be affraid

and keep on burning

don't let it go to my head and take care of my children

stay outta all of that bullshit

and change my appearence

i fears no muthafucka i'm a man ya know

ya want beef but i choose it with the calicoes

MAGNOLIA MY HOME

and it's gon always be

you get a tresspassing charge when you fuckin with me

and it won't be the police when it's bringing you down

it will be a whole bunch of niggaz that's banging them rounds

tearing it down

how that 3rd ward uptown

fuckin around, got a nigga stuck, what now?!?!?!

we could do this shit, pursue this shit ya know

we knew this shit, went through this shit befoe

blood thicker than water and that's all the time

you takes 

nothing from me cause i'm a war for mine



[chorus x2]



[B.G.:]



i play the game realer than the average killer

on the streets

ain't no way i could have a bitch nigga thinking i'm weak

i tote heat

so be prepared to release ya herd me (ya herd me)

play myself, she slipped and the busta served me (uh-uh)

i rips it up, hit ya block, lift the bitch up

tell me what else could i do besides down or get drowned

that's why when i'm off in drama i goes out

come in ya house

click clack in ya baby mama's mouth

that's what it's about if ya doubt that

in the projects with ya head chopped where ya found at

I DID THAT

i'm a nigga that be squeezing the trigga at random

nabbin niggaz we call hoe busta's for ransom

they don't call they people up tell em i blast em

that's how it go in the game

fuckin right i blast them

i'm a fool with that black 9 eh

and i got a click that's full of soldiers 

coming in that water behind me, NO RESPECT FOR YA BITCH



[chorus x5]