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Lil Wayne
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Realized
Lyricist:Dwayne Carter, Byron Thomas
What? What? Look, okay, let's cut the crap I'm straight gangsta forget the rap I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the crack And I'm quick to click and spit the gat, I be dipped in black
Sip the Coke mixed with Jack, Calico, clip to match Like where them cats who trippin' at? Point niggas out 'Cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump
You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front I lock it down for all my niggas that still caged in the dump So if I come, nigga, just save me a blade and a pump I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow
Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag 'Bauds I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4 The Mack's blow bullet holes for my cash flow Is that so?
I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all If you don't get the hell when he swervin' by That's your issue, God bless ya, you deserve to die
Look, which one of these niggas playin' with me? I'ma strap up and slam his parent's street When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats I be damned if he get a chance to sleep
I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree I flash the piece at your lil' woman and make her dance for me Then jam the freak with a broom blood leak from her panty crease There has to be some explanation for this insanity
Yeah, y'all niggas faker than that boy, now give me the dank (Fill in the blank) Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank What's your kid gonna think? Come home and find your wig in the sink
I dig in the bank and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti For fifty G's I get ten keys and straight out weight it I lock my area down you can ask these boys Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com They know Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys
Never catch me unpack without them plastic toys It get drastic, boy, niggas that's askin' for it Wheezy, nigga it's Wheezy, nigga Who? Wheezy, nigga, it's Wheezy, nigga
I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by That's your issue, God bless ya, you deserve to die
I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or jokin' Bust shots, make you think the Grand Canyon open Leave a busta bandanna smokin' from hot hollows Me and my niggas flip your coke, then cop hot hoes
Two pistols, desperado gun busta Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya Hung under them killers and duck the pigs And all of our diamonds shine and our trucks are big
And nigga, I don't really care if I don't sell a million quick 'Cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks I sticks to what I love and that's the street And stay away from what I hate and that's police
And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin' And leave a nigga somewhere lonely with his heart showin' When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake The metal will spray and let the bullets tear up your face
Who is Wheezy, nigga? Who is Wheezy, nigga? Wheezy, nigga Lil' Wheezy, nigga
Say, I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all Say, I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
It's Wheezy, nigga, Lil' Wheezy, nigga Don't tangle it, nigga It's time to step down, ya heard me
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