Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne - Dedication 3 songtekst
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(feat. Mack Maine, Willie The Kid, Gudda Gudda) [Hook] And this is just a mixtape, Damn (Well it's a little more than that, It's more like a message. More like a change for the better) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (It's more of a dedication, D 3!) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (This what ya'll was waitin' for? DJ Drama!) [Chorus] And Ima Keep Fuckin' this word til ya muthafuckas come fo' me (ya) Don't worry if me gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me (ya) But you should be more afraid of the killa in me [Hook 2] Cuz Im bouta kill um Im bouta kill um Cuz ima bouta kill um Im bouta kill um So fuck it ima kill um So fuck it ima kill um So fuck it ima kill um So fuck it ima kill um (ya) [Chorus] And Ima Keep fuckin this word til ya muthafuckaz come fo' me (ya) Don't worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me (ya) But you should be afraid of me [Mack Maine Verse] Young veteran, soon to be OG Plus I spit like a crack head wit no teeth I hear you lil niggaz barkin', want more beef You like a nigga wit no guns, you gets no piece And when it comes to money my shit is obese Like della reece, I need celery Mo' money wat the fuck these niggaz tellin' me Im young Lucifer Take um all to hell wit, Ya Drop um off in a fire storm Why young squad get a riot on If he testify like common see the fire bomb If you know whats best muthafucka get yo quite on These niggaz starving out here getting they diet on While im eatin nigga grippin on my styrofoam One man game nigga ima die alone For now im wit ya girl getttin my ride a ride pipa on [Willie The Kid Verse] Willie the kid pull guns like a hamstring No bull I push pro v's like Pantene Blow like a trombone Funny niggaz tambourine Playaz get jumped like a trampoline, tangerine Gators day, they say its mascara wearas And my niggaz on paper getting paper like ball playaz No blood no foul, ya my heart cold is moscow We NAPA kill like a hot towel All my hoes hostile Not me, never tell me not now Rap niggaz forty cal tell ya brow Roof remover We leave your brain with more air Maneuver, I leave your bitch wit a moist chair Seduce her, ya You rappers should be tired of lyin' But I know its hard like a tire iron But yet it complex like its Mayan science Or Aztec math Crazy as a mess tab I feed niggaz like a mess hall And yes y'all Its Willie I address y'all Or like a stylist Nobodies fly is this You crazy, im getting brain like a psychiatrist [Chorus] And Ima Keep fuckin this word til ya muthafuckaz come fo' me (ya) Don't worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me But you should be afraid of me [Hook 2] Cuz Ima kill um Ima kill um Ya ima kill um Yes Ima kill um And ima kill um Ima kill um Ima kill ummummu [Gudda Gudda Verse] They say powder makes you hyper Reefer makes you calm Cigarettes give you cancer Well ? make you dawg While I sip the purple harlot Thick as my sudden drawl Put me on the ocean floor wit a mermaid wit no drawers They got bats up in the cave Upside down blood rushin' to they head They reactin off a sound as I stand on the mound Pitchin for the crown Uptown bound face painted like a clown Reciting scriptures from the chapters Proverbs leviticus Old ass rappers complainin what the business is Bout the state of hip Soundin like some bitches hop yo ass up off a rich nigga, dick Its ridiculous the new school nigga What you need to do is become a resident Under the condition Get yo ass up off your ass And get your ass up on a mission Become some competition Like better run the dog Young money nigga we ball Like kobe or chris paul For giving a whack cracker Still sippin crystal Wavin the lifeline Since lifes a bitch y'all Raisin up the skirts of jezzebels For no cash like "bitch give me that ass' Or pulling up to the lot like "give me that jag" No pulling up to the lot like "give me that lam" They study me ? Cram like im a final exam If I hit you in your back You'll need a spinal exam Im something like a rhino or ram Animal,beast Irritating you pussies like chlamydia,yeast YM mulisha you niggaz better retreat Or be like this beat R.I.P. deceased [Hook 2] Cuz Ima kill um Ima kill um Ya ima kill um Yes Ima kill um And ima kill um Ima kill um Ima kill ummummu [Lil Wayne Verse] Ya already, ya better call every paul barry in ya area the ball carrier gon get popped If I'm comin 'round the block the in swing drive gets stopped He gon drop like a flop On the court I love sports That's why I play my bitches cuz I got game That's why you pay my bitches (Yaay) Same hustle no money Im just hip hop they like two bunnies Who run it, b*tch nigga muaaw That was French, nigga not A kiss, nigga nah No homo, rappers get ate like 4 on 4 They say I fucked so and so And I be like so, so and so Nike's on they neck, they like let me breathe Im sorry but I cant piss how we feed This is why we hot This is how we freeze To fast to follow This is why we lead And the money in the pocket isn't why we Jeezy This is how we shoot and this is how we leave Ya know we tote steal, this is how we ease You can get the steal if you try these thieves now Glass needa Swisha let me climb these trees And im haters say we couldn't this is why we bees This shit like puddin', puttin' it down like gravitys pullin' Puttin' it down like gravitys pullin' Puttin' it down like gravitys pullin' me to the ground