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Lil Wayne

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[Interlude]

It's whatever,^✦ holla^✦

I ain't stopping,^✦ I ain't stopping^✦

Check it, check it

[Verse 2]

Muhfucka^✦ bet' not fuck with this nigga^✦

I'm itching, clutching the trigger,^✦ muhfucka,^✦ you can end up in a river,^✦ shit

I'm like a tornado I’m twisted^✦ off of shit

And my pistols^✦ off my hip but I give a shit about^✦ who I hit, fuck

I'm fucked^✦ up, I'll fuck you up for fucking^✦ up

Guns up like "What's up?", get your fucking^✦ guts cut

Tough luck, bruh, wonder^✦ why your bitch act stuck up?

Cause the slut got Weezy^✦ nuts stuck up in her fucking^✦ butt

Yung mack flip crack quicker^✦ than acrobats, get at me man

Look call me Wayne a. k. a. Big Daddy^✦ Kane

Nigga^✦ can't tell me nothing^✦ 'bout the game

Been in that deep shit, every^✦ year I'm M. V. P, it's just in me

Rims on the 'Lac like 22 inches,^✦ play with me

I open^✦ up your back like 22 inches,^✦ guerrilla pimpin'^✦

And it really^✦ isn't wise for niggas^✦ to start poppin'^✦

At any^✦ given^✦ time them niggas^✦ could start droppin', peep it

I'm off the strip muhfucka^✦ what you want?

This a freestyle^✦ coming^✦ from off the top out the trunk

Niggas^✦ be like Mase and go to Church

But I go to the trunk and then I go to your shirt

Holla^✦ at me, I'm the don, bitch

Look we can get it on bitch

Gotta^✦ get another^✦ rap to flow on, bitch..

Hold up, aight, aight, aight

Listen,^✦ playa, all I do is get bread, I'ma^✦ head to them cowards^✦

And if they ever^✦ try me, I'll bring y'all the head of them cowards^✦

This big spending, see the heads on them dollars

It's big pimpin',^✦ you see your bitch lipstick red on my boxers^✦

Choppers pop at any^✦ time for any^✦ given^✦ reason^✦

Leave 'em not breathing under^✦ cement^✦ for one disagreement^✦

Freedom, we ride on them bitches,^✦ rollin'^✦ through sittin'^✦ high on them inches^✦

My mission's^✦ to make sure Squad get expensive^✦

And if anyone^✦ of you niggas^✦ better^✦ get defensive,^✦ your care will get intensive^✦

Shot put humps on top of your head like Bart Simpson

I spark instant, now who want it? I'll light your set

Cause I'm all about^✦ money^✦ cocksucker, my life a check

I'm spectacular, I let the Tec tackle ya

I spit 16 after^✦ ya like I rap with ya

Put your chest in the back of ya

You would think a truck hit 'em, it's Weezy,^✦ don't fuck with him

Better^✦ lock me up or get me to the graveyard quick

Come and get me I spray, spark, spit, it's straight war bitch

Niggas^✦ is hoes, like they take long dick

I wave chrome shit at home, shit, make domes^✦ split

And may I say these fake niggas^✦ on some Ray Charles shit, blind to the fact

9 to ya cap, blat, put your mind in your lap

I ride with the gat for hard times,^✦ crimes,^✦ and rats

It’s rhymes^✦ of the crack, my Sqad, I'll die for that

I climb in the 'Lac, drunk off 190 ?

Don't try me cat, I take this shit beyond the rap

And this Ecstasy is why my eyes are black

Don't like baby^✦ moms but the X make her thighs look fat

But fuck the bullshit I grind for scratch, I scrape and scruff, bake and cut

You hatin'^✦ us? We tape you up

I spin ya corner^✦ make you duck from blazin’^✦ bucks

Bandanas, braids, and cuts, I'm gangsta'd up, muhfucka^✦

[Interlude]

Oh, oh shit, oh shit

What they want?

I dont think they want Weezy.^✦ Do you think they want Weezy?^✦

Check it, check it

[Verse 3]

Lil' nigga^✦ pass slow in a S 430, ya ho be like "That's so purty"^✦

Fuck with me I'll show your chest no mercy^✦

Sqad get so dirty,^✦ but still we do it clean

Bring action^✦ to these fake ass niggas^✦ like movie scenes^✦

I pop so much X man I feel like Wolverine^✦

Wake up in the morning, lips burning,^✦ can't move my spleen

See this lil' dude is mean, strapped^✦ up with tools and things

I'll get you different drugs mixed^✦ up like Smoothie King

The heavy^✦ platinum^✦ jewelry bling over^✦ the white tee

Watch your wifey,^✦ she's mostly^✦ likely^✦ to blow me pipey^✦

I'm so exciting^✦

Money,^✦ murder,^✦ steal, kill, rape

You should do like the Internet and start to Bill Gates^✦

This whole world gon' end up with some bad fucking^✦ tumors,^✦ listening^✦ to these Cash Money^✦ rumors^✦

I'll blast, bust, and shoot you, hit your block without^✦ the mask, fucking^✦ screw you

Treat you like a bitch, bitch look at me while I do you

[Interlude]

Ok, ok, homie, ok

Peep it out, Squiddad^✦

Let me catch my breath, let the Danger^✦ track roll

And let me holla^✦ at you, now let me holla^✦ at you, check it out

S-Q-A-D

[Verse 4]

Don't fool with any^✦ niggas^✦ like me

We pull triggers like weeds

Swigger^✦ off the Piña Colada^✦

Dreams of having^✦ cream and the power^✦

You need a problem?^✦ I'm the meanest to start with

And got grams the size of the head of Gina^✦ on Martin^✦

For any^✦ discomfort the Ninas^✦ is sparking

Be in your apartment, many^✦ assault men and semi-revolvers^✦

Keep it clean, I'm a young Sqad street teen, only^✦ into^✦ green

If you intervene I'll leave your ass colder^✦ than Winter^✦

And y'all just look like bitches^✦

You get fucked^✦ then I nut up

And just like bitches,^✦ I leave you face down and butt up

Nigga^✦ what up? I just bought a record^✦ to say fuck Hip-Hop^✦

I spit it for them niggas^✦ who grip Glocks

Dip cops, flip rocks, and when the bricks drop

We fix blocks, suddenly watch the income^✦

Fuck with me, watch the outcome

Niggas^✦ don't wanna^✦ hear the Glock rung

[Interlude]

That's that real shit, that's-

K, ok, ok

Yea, holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me

This for all these niggas,^✦ you know me

Listen,^✦ let me tell you who the Sqiddad^✦ 7 is, bring it

It's Weezy^✦ Wee, Lil' Jay, Lil' Tez, Lil' Fee Fee, Lil' Yo, Lil' Sammie, T-Redd

Holla^✦ at us, holla^✦ at us, holla^✦ at us

Can't forget^✦ Bidd-Ugg-G, don't forget^✦ it

Check it, check it

[Verse 5]

Playboy^✦ I pimp huge

See the whip cruise on big shoes

Slide out the shit, cool, frostbit jewels^✦ like igloos^✦

See Weezy^✦ gets loot, that be why your bitch choose

But dude, I ain't got nothing^✦ for her but some dick juice

I stick tools in the pocket^✦ of the S. Q. leather

They gon' have to rescue this fella^✦ if he stress my pleasure^✦

I tells you once, I'm the don, you can trust my word

I say with a Herpes^✦ dick, nigga^✦ fuck the world

I be with niggas^✦ that could get me years

I be with hoes and bitches^✦ that favor^✦ Britney Spears

Listen^✦ here, you see the Sqad Minked^✦ up, Platinum^✦ S. Q. linked^✦ up

With a freak that drink nut ‘til my dick shrink up

You think it's soft? Let the thing bust 'til I'm seeing pink guts

Niggas^✦ watch them pigs come, they trying to sink us

You know who I be, Weezy^✦ Wee muhfucka^✦

I ain't gon' stop the flow until^✦ the end

K we got a new game, I'm running,^✦ punting, I ain't passing^✦ the ball

You other^✦ niggas^✦ just be crashing^✦ the boards

With a team full of great players, but I'm a veteran, all-star

And let's be real man, I'm better^✦ than all y'all

I'm the truth, I'm the reason,^✦ I'm the meaning, I'm the shit

I'm the alleged convict in any^✦ Sqad incident

Last name Carter^✦ like Vince and shit

But I don't slam balls and goals, my life's^✦ money,^✦ cars, and hoes

Cadillac white walls and 'Bauds, pimpin'^✦ partna^✦

Plus I can get more work out than a fitness^✦ doctor^✦

Let's get this partna,^✦ I'm the young don these niggas^✦ honor^✦

And those of you who ain't cheap can't buy a vowel^✦

It's cause the child's mom will eat me up like Jeffery Dahmer^✦

Libel^✦ to find my condom^✦ inside^✦ of dry vagina^✦

I'm kinda^✦ calm, drama^✦ goes with my persona

A minor^✦ with intentions^✦ to harm ya, holla^✦

[Interlude]

Ok, ok

Switch it up right here, switch it up, switch it up

Listen,^✦ listen,^✦ take this money,^✦ make this money,^✦ get this money^✦

Puff holla^✦ at me

[Verse 6]

Homeboy^✦ it's Sqad shit

It's gon' be Sqad shit, swallow^✦ it

He who disrespect,^✦ hollows follow^✦ him

Flash the pistol,^✦ watch 'em stop and pose like they modeling^✦

Blast 'em, watch em stop, drop, and roll like they firemen

Seriously man, I got enough^✦ money^✦ to buy ya men

Turn 'em against you and make 'em kill ya mom and them, don't fuck with me

Buck 50 on the dash of the box but that's only^✦ approximately^✦ cause it really^✦ do like two ?, blue fire

Wrist looking^✦ like blue fire

Piña Colada^✦ got me spiked^✦ like barb wire, Weezy^✦ Wee, Sqad rider^✦

Holla^✦ at me, you know you know me

Got out the streets and start hustlin', there's^✦ still some fiends who owe me

Blow me some dro, nah I ain't smoking^✦ I stopped^✦ that

My niggas^✦ still get puffed^✦ out, I catch the contact

I'm kinda^✦ fucked^✦ up, fuck with me and I ain't gonna^✦ leave you kinda^✦ fucked^✦ up

I leave you fucked^✦ up, believe this stuff bruh, it's Sqad shit, bitch

[Interlude]

Oh, shit, I ain't finished^✦

I ain't finished^✦ Duke

Check it, listen^✦

[Verse 7]

I come up from a shit deep town, where you hear sounds like "Click", "Squeak", "Pow"

Get down or you dying, niggas^✦ tote iron^✦

Got that coke flying like birds, not the ones^✦ with feathers, I'm talkin'^✦ weight like birds

And you might get served^✦ if it’s proper^✦ enough^✦

Or find your nerves^✦ on the curb if you a cop or something^✦

A baller^✦ blocker or something,^✦ I'll send your noggin^✦ a hundred

Have the whole block sprinting, dashing,^✦ jogging, and running^✦

Type of life I live, Gotti^✦ would love it

Sqad property buddy,^✦ some young niggas^✦ with a mafia^✦ budget^✦

Can't nobody^✦ put nobody^✦ above^✦ it

And if they do, they find they body^✦ with your body^✦ above^✦ it

Fuck it, let's take it public,^✦ nah leave it the gutter^✦

Fuck it, let's go and dump 'em, nah leave 'em in the gutter^✦

Hustler,^✦ keep it thuggin',^✦ why the fuck you niggas^✦ buggin'?^✦

The hot 9 slug it, dug inside^✦ of your fucking^✦ jucket^✦ (jacket)^✦

Call me Weezy^✦ you bitch

[Interlude]

Ok, ok

The d. j. just informed me that I got 20 more minutes to rap

How the fuck I'ma^✦ do that?

Holla^✦ at me, if you feel me holla^✦ at me

Sqad, I gotta^✦ talk to make some of the raps look more long, you know, holla^✦ at me

I'm a real nigga,^✦ you know, you know me

D. J. Riddaj^✦ Smoove

'Bout to blow your head smoove off, cool off, dude you soft

You know me, let's go

Is y'all ready?^✦ Check it out, check it out

[Verse 8]

Listen,^✦ I keep the pistol^✦ hidden^✦ in the big pockets,^✦ hear shit cockin'^✦

Better^✦ get flocking or get gotten^✦

Dawg I speak with the gun, nigga's^✦ holla^✦ in the street like "What's up?"

I tell 'em "Chika^✦ buck buck chika,^✦ get the fuck"

The droughts come bring the pots out, let's do what we do

You fuck with me I send more shots out than D. J. Clue

Now who seeing me? Not a person^✦

Got a personal^✦ grudge with these commercial^✦ thugs

No studio^✦ with me, true

I shine hard and I be flossin' very^✦ sweet

But I'm like Iverson dawg, I be ballin'^✦ but very^✦ street

Keep my name out your yapper,^✦ or you gon' have to try to keep my flame out your cappa^✦

I ride around^✦ with like two bodies^✦ framed^✦ on the clapper

The tool cocked^✦ for he, do pop for beef, move out for chiefs

Supply^✦ two blocks a piece two blocks a piece

My crew watch for cheese and I do stock my cheese

[Interlude]

Dude, dude, who you know fucking^✦ with me man?

Check it, check it

[Verse 9]

What up world? This here your people Weezy,^✦ holla^✦ at the don

Real nigga^✦ dude, I promise^✦ that to God

When I swallow^✦ half the Dom I go loco,^✦ stressed, hoping^✦ I'm not cursed^✦

Walk around^✦ with TECs poking^✦ out my shirt

Niggas^✦ show off for them hoes, try play hard, with they chest poking^✦ out they shirt

Try me and I send shots, leave they chest poking^✦ out they shirt

Yes, expect the worst when you fuck with the Squad right

Pull you out your car at a stoplight

Catch you in the waist, make you my height

This shit's not nice, I'll have you chopped^✦ twice for a hot price

Or I can take off my ice and hit your block and stop life

Can you see that?

Properly under^✦ my seat is where the heat at

Directly in your head is where the bullets^✦ meet at

I be that cat who make sure my Sqad ball gracious,^✦ 'til the Lord take us

We gon' all get paper,^✦ just stay faithful

Cross the gate bitch and we rape you

Ain't nothing^✦ sugar^✦ nigga^✦ we all salt

Fuck y'all and that's y'all fault

[Interlude]

Holla^✦ at us

Man this Sqad shit is real, real biddig^✦

Ooo shit

I ain’t - oh, oh, oh

Check it, check it, check it

Follow^✦ me

Listen^✦

[Verse 10]

Homie, I speak for the streets, scream for the ghetto,^✦ and holla^✦ for my folk

Die for my Sqad, kill for my dough

My attitude^✦ is fuck bitches,^✦ fuck haters,^✦ fuck cops

My real father^✦ is a ho, my attitude^✦ is fuck pops

I'm living^✦ it up in a nice home, riding^✦ in trucks, tough drops

And I'm a young nigga,^✦ I don't even^✦ know how to do the bus stop

But I got my money^✦ right

When I hit the club, make it a sunny^✦ night

See the fake flossers, bum ballers, is a funny^✦ sight

Watching dudes^✦ front for these hoes in they Chevy^✦ right?

Pull up next to 'em in a 500 bumpin'^✦ Betty^✦ Wright

Keep my shit spaghetti tight

Playboy^✦ put the hood on that

We buy sports cars and put the fuckin'^✦ hood on that

My bank got too hot to sit on so I stood on that

Any^✦ place, you be careful cause I could own that

Moët and E, I'm good on that

Your bitch looking^✦ at me, I should bone that

Y'all niggas^✦ know where the fucking^✦ don at, holla^✦

[Interlude]

Holla^✦ at me, Weezy^✦ Wee, holla^✦ at me, Weezy^✦ Wee

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Check it, check it, check it

[Verse 11]

S-Q-A-D S-H-I-T, that's what I represent 'til I die

Muhfucka^✦ bust one in your eye

Flip pies, I used^✦ to do that shit in like '95

But I'ma^✦ switch it up to '99, 2000, 2001

I ride cars that's 2000 and fun

You know the motherfucking^✦ whip be cruising on shit, 22's

And hoes be losing^✦ they mind, boy

[Interlude]

It's about^✦ to come, it's about^✦ to come

What y'all want? What y'all want?

Check it, check it

Fee Fee Favorite^✦

[Verse 12]

Flippin'^✦ in a whippa^✦

Peel the top back like a zipper^✦

Skippin'^✦ on them chrome dip slippers

Rippin'^✦ on the lips of a stripper

If that's your bitch, mister,^✦ don't kiss her

If so, you might as well kiss a pistol^✦

'Cause all I do is shoot off in her whistler

She finna^✦ get my name on her shitter

And I ain't even^✦ hit her

My nigga^✦ Fat did her, and slid her to the rest of the Squidda

Forget^✦ her, another^✦ bitch just paged^✦ in

Weezy^✦ blazing,^✦ come through in something^✦ amazing^✦

I ball so good I need a sports agent^✦

Look at me and squint your eyes like Asians, what's wrong?

My jewelry's like a white boy, always^✦ stoned^✦

I got a big home, but I'm always^✦ gone

That's why your bath towels^✦ is always^✦ gone

Hoes I meet nowadays panties^✦ always^✦ gone

And baby,^✦ after^✦ I fuck, I'm always^✦ gone

[Interlude]

I mean, I got a wife at home, you know me, holla,^✦ ha, holla^✦

Bitch I can't love you

Holla,^✦ hahaha^✦

Listen^✦

[Verse 13]

Homie, I go hard, push a whip with no hair on its head

So all I'm feeling^✦ is air on my head

With some, ho, that you might know, she sucking^✦ all the air out my head

Meet you close to knock you square out your head

Sip the Cris’ to clear out my head and try to get my loot up

In Cuba^✦ with a translator^✦ ?? coke newer^✦

Plus the prices^✦ is cooler^✦

I come back through the hood with that dirty^✦

And tell 'em I'm like Tiger^✦ Woods, all I got is birdies^✦

Got bitches^✦ in they 30s calling Weezy^✦ poppa^✦

But Weezy^✦ not daddy^✦ bitch, cause Weezy^✦ in and out ya

Weezy^✦ never^✦ spouse ya, Weezy^✦ give shit about^✦ ya

And Weezy^✦ don't Master^✦ Suite, Weezy^✦ living^✦ room couch ya

How about^✦ you be a good bitch, and take these pies I just cooked^✦ up

And tape 'em to the pelvis,^✦ arm, or your thighs

I gets high 'til I can't focus^✦

But a main focus^✦ to remain^✦ focused,^✦ they ain't focused,^✦ muhfucka^✦

[Interlude]

Holla,^✦ shit, holla,^✦ oh shit, oh shit

Boy, boy, boy

[Verse 14]

I spit it for them niggas^✦ who run the corner,^✦ palm the revolver with honor^✦

Any^✦ beefs involving homie, your momma^✦

Homie, we swarm out the Eddie Bauer, thoughts to devour^✦

Spark and shower,^✦ we get more stupid^✦ than Austin^✦ Powers^✦

Smell the aroma^✦ of marijuana, Coronas when upon^✦ us

We do just what the neighborhood^✦ have shown us

We murder^✦ opponents and don't think about^✦ it, forget^✦ about^✦ it

Niggas^✦ won't do shit about^✦ it

Wave the pistol,^✦ get the bitch up out 'em

I'm off the hinges,^✦ chicks on my dick, proper^✦ than Cindy^✦ Crawford

Any^✦ problems,^✦ I pop the chopper and knock the appendix out him

Hit the block with bricks of powder^✦

What you know 'bout doing that?

And splitting^✦ a key with flour, making^✦ it two in fact

Dawg, I'm all street; if you want Hip-Hop,^✦ here's^✦ what I give you instead

I'll make you hip out when them fuckin'^✦ bullets^✦ dig in your leg

Positive^✦ niggas^✦ talking spooky,^✦ y'all ain't scaring nobody^✦

Y'all love Mos Def, I love fucking^✦ John Gotti,^✦ holla^✦

[Interlude]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Aight

Listen^✦

[Verse 15]

I wish that there was no taxes,^✦ no cases,^✦ no police,^✦ and no racists

No rapists, wish they had a 700 Mercedes

Wish my Sqad live happy^✦

I wish my kids grow stronger than me

I wish my momma^✦ live longer^✦ than me

I wish the cops stay off the corner^✦ this week

I wish the gutta,^✦ ghetto^✦ neighborhood^✦ hunger^✦ would cease

I wish them niggas^✦ who ain't got shit would stop hating^✦ on niggas^✦ who got shit

And you know I wish for Pun, Biggie, and Pac shit

I wish that I could get high, but when I'm high, I wish I wouldn't get high

Sometimes I wish I wasn't alive^✦

I wish for Heaven^✦ gates^✦ to enter^✦

Wish for Lakers'^✦ tickets at the Staples Center^✦

My seats, floor me

Wish Chris Childs wouldn't of hit Kobe

When I see Lauren,^✦ I wish I knew why my heart burns

Wish 22-inch rims wouldn't rub on sharp turns

I wish these hoes stop lying

I wish these niggas^✦ stop lying

Wish dope heads stop using,^✦ as if they not dying

[Interlude]

Fuck it. That's just some shit I wish for, fuck it

Aight. That what you want?

Aight, listen,^✦ listen^✦

[Verse 16]

I wish I ain't have to go on tour to sell records^✦

I wish I ain't have to sell records^✦

Fuck, I wish I ain't have a jail record^✦

Wish every^✦ bitch gave head

I wish I could've saved^✦ Dad

I wish I make money^✦ 'til I'm a dead man

I wish my chain wasn't heavy^✦ around^✦ my neck

Wish hoes wouldn't suck dick and try to kiss down my neck

Wish I ain't have to get locked^✦ up for slapping her to the ground for that

Bitch I wish you wouldn't wanna^✦ be down for that

I wish there wasn’t no droughts

I wish there wasn’t no fucking^✦ coke ??

I wish Shyne, Suge, and fuckin’^✦ – oh shit

[Interlude]

Don’t stop it, though

Shit, boy

Fuckin’^✦ D. J. Raj Smoove haha^✦

Listen^✦

[Verse 17]

Nigga^✦ respect^✦ Weezy^✦

I leave every^✦ one of you bustas^✦ to suffer^✦

Fuck with me, I’ll touch any^✦ fucker^✦ you got love for

The Sqad’s a motha^✦ – shut your dicksuckers

Kick up the ruckus,^✦ find your mother^✦ stuffed in nature^✦

[Interlude]

Oh, I can’t do that one

Ok, ok

What you know about^✦ Weezy^✦ dawg?

What the fuck y’all know about^✦ Weezy?^✦

Holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me

Let’s switch it up

Holla^✦ at me, Weezy^✦ is the muhfuckin’^✦ don

Don’t get it tangled or twisted^✦

Your head will get splitted^✦

Tell the whole world that I did it

You bullshitted^✦

We don’t front; is Sqad shit exactly what you want?

We bring it to your head and your -

Boy, boy, check it

[Verse 18]

Nigga^✦ we peel guns, and homie, we fear none

Intentions^✦ to kill some, from bitches^✦ to children

For real, we will come inside^✦ of your buildings

With Glocks and M-1s, and pop and then some

Let them 4s blaze

My niggas^✦ blows haze

Guzzled Belvedere ever^✦ since we heard Jay

Be dying the worst way

Who want it? Your bitch, you

Sqad is the official^✦ shit

Pistols^✦ spit behind^✦ little shit

I get a bad bitch who lick

And keep her posted^✦ up on the low

She never^✦ cook pork but only^✦ cook coke

Die for respect^✦ and hope, look beyond, I’m a celebrity

Hold minds for ransom,^✦ head sold separately^✦

I’m a ape dawg

Trapped^✦ in the jungle, can’t escape,^✦ dawg

But I bet you be the last man standing^✦ like a 8-ball

And I ain’t worrying ‘bout ballin’^✦ no more, I’m past that stage

18 years old, I got cash that age

[Interlude]

Who fuckin’^✦ with me?

I’m 18 years old and I got cash that age, muhfucka^✦

Shit, ok, ok, listen^✦

This how we gon’ do it

S-Q-A-D-S-H-I-T

Ok, yeah, yeah, hahaha^✦

I like that, I like that

Lay low muhfucka^✦

[Verse 19]

I can’t live forever^✦

And so forever^✦ I’ll forever^✦ be thuggin’^✦

And if there’s^✦ ever^✦ any^✦ trouble, then the metals^✦ be bustin’^✦

I swear to God, let ‘em be fuckin’^✦ with me and see something^✦

My Sqad ride, I bet we be up on the street to heat somethin’

We peace nothing,^✦ cousin;^✦ this here is war, and we battle

Big guns with deep barrels, bullets^✦ leap and leap at you nigga^✦

Bricks go for 10 gs on street value

Patience^✦ is fragile,^✦ niggas^✦ be glad to come smash you

The S Class is casual^✦ for the summer^✦

Let me re-deal,^✦ I bring out the 64 on three wheels

[Interlude]

Holla^✦ at me, dawg, holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me

Nigga^✦ we gon’ be here for a long time

‘Cause we done been here for a long time

Now who want it – some problems?^✦

Uhh, uhh, oh shit

I ain’t finished^✦

Check it, check it

I’ma^✦ free’ ‘til the bars’ gone, free’ ‘til the bars’ gone

Holla^✦ at me

[Verse 20]

Ready^✦ for the track to switch up

Bitch play with me, I’ll smack your bitch up

Bitch suck my dick up

‘Til she get the hiccups^✦

*Hiccups*^✦ Excuse^✦ you, ho

Now I got to lose you, ho

You know how Sqad dos you ho

Move you through the shit smooth and slow

Now you gotta^✦ do the whole clique

You know how to fuckin’^✦ go, suck the whole dick

Catch the whole nut until^✦ you never^✦ don’t spit

This some freestyle^✦ shit until^✦ the track gone

Bitch I’ll fuck you ‘til your back gone

I shoot the gun ‘til the Mac gone

Rap on

[Interlude]

Oh, I’ma^✦ rap on

Oh, we gon’ take it back to the streets with this one

[Verse 21]

17th Ward nigga^✦

My balls thicker,^✦ scars, and hard liquor^✦

Revolve quicker^✦ if I’m involved in war nigga^✦

Fuck the laws and fuck peace

We all live raw

And we duck them boys and run streets

This shit won’t cease

You got a problem^✦ when you fuckin’^✦ with Weezy^✦ the don nukka^✦

‘Cause this shit that I palm in my arm is going blucka^✦

And I’m young but a wise nigga^✦

But in the meanwhile,^✦ I’m wild going at it

Fuck it, tryna^✦ join my daddy^✦

Automatic^✦ weapons, pow

You can call the paramedics now

And if any^✦ test the child, he stepping^✦ on deadly^✦ grounds

I’m repping^✦ Hollygrove^✦ to my fucking^✦ grave woa’

And chase dough, slave hoes, and keep my head low

We can’t let the feds know nothing^✦

We keep it quiet as kept

If someone^✦ frontin’^✦ you find him dest

[Interlude]

I’m sorry^✦

What the fuck is “find him dest”?

I meant, “If someone^✦ frontin’^✦ you find his death”

Death

7, S. Q

Holla^✦ at us, check it

[Verse 22]

Pistols^✦ burning^✦

Pop the barrel,^✦ turning^✦

It got the faggots^✦ squirming

We closing any^✦ open^✦ shop we ain’t concerned in

Coke the size of Sherman Klump we flipped and doubled

And dropped^✦ the whip on dubs and dipped^✦ in Bubble

Get a bad bitch to hustle and move product

And split them niggas^✦ quick as fuck if them dudes^✦ try her

Not behind^✦ the ho, but only^✦ behind^✦ the dough

And behind^✦ the dough, I kill whoever^✦ stand behind^✦ the door

You ain’t tryna^✦ go that route with the Sqad, it’s rough, I promise^✦

We kidnap^✦ your mommas^✦ and sit our johnsons on her tonsils

We reside^✦ inside^✦ the S. Q. bombers

And we leave families^✦ emotional^✦ like Carl Thomas^✦

So stay from ‘round us

And to be honest,^✦ ain’t nothing^✦ for me to do away^✦ with you

I be the same nigga^✦ that blow a Tre with you

Then let a K hit you

Fuck you nigga,^✦ I ain’t got no love for none of y’all

Make you my underdog, put you under^✦ dawg

[Interlude]

Under^✦ dawg, holla^✦

This shit we doing is under^✦ dawg

Man, listen^✦

[Verse 23]

Bitch I’m explosive^✦

All this niggas^✦ know this

Weezy,^✦ I’m your woadie

Holla,^✦ guns is toted^✦

Never^✦ fucking^✦ loaded^✦

But I keep more E

You know how I do it bitch, I do it for me

I do it for the streets, I do it for my peeps

I do it for Sqad

I do it ‘cause I ride

I do it ‘til I die

I never^✦ gets high

I’m always^✦ on my toes

I never^✦ fuck bitches,^✦ I never^✦ fuck hoes

But I only^✦ gets my dick sucked^✦

That’s because I got a real bitch that’s on my siddide^✦

Down with the Squiddad^✦

[Interlude]

Oh, oh, that my nigga^✦ Six Shot

Yeah, bout to run it

Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh

Check it, check it

Listen^✦

[Verse 24]

I do just what I motherfuckin’^✦ want

I never^✦ live with regrets

I speak from the shit that bleed on the left side of my chest

Take heed to the shit that gleam on the left side of my waist

Or take three to the left side of your face

A multiplatinum^✦ artist^✦ still riding^✦ with TECs and 3-8s

A hustler,^✦ you can see the crack residue left on them plates^✦

They fucking^✦ with me, I’m predicting death on them snakes^✦

I ride in a frenzy^✦

Ride in a Benzy^✦

Fuck it, tryna^✦ fire my enemies^✦

Fire a sack, recline^✦ back, and feel me

I spit that filthy^✦ shit

That gutta,^✦ guilty^✦ until^✦ proven^✦ guilty^✦ shit, get back at me

Let’s just spit rapidly^✦ at chests, you better^✦ fucking^✦ halt

Or the Glocks with the thunderbolts make you do somersaults

[Interlude]

Holla^✦ at me, mothafucke, holla^✦ at me

Holla^✦ at me muhfucka,^✦ holla^✦ at me

That’s my nigga,^✦ yeah

Listen,^✦ listen^✦

[Verse 25]

This is for the Sqad I sip Moët with

This is for the Sqad that I pop X with

This is for the Sqad I be in the house of blues with

This is for my Sqad that I usually fools with

This is for Lil’ Jay, this is for Lil’ Yo

This is for Lil’ T-Redd, this is for Fee-Fee, though

This is for my nigga^✦ Sam, all call him Supa^✦

This is for my nigga^✦ Tez, stupid^✦ ass nigga^✦

[Interlude]

Haha^✦ holla,^✦ holla^✦

I was feeling^✦ that one, that was real nice

Was real nice

Ok, ok

Listen^✦

[Verse 26]

We carry^✦ automatic^✦ machine^✦ objects in jean pockets^✦

And clocks with beams cocked^✦ and fuck with me - seeing doctors

The Sqad be in monster trucks with screens and bobbers

Passing^✦ green and brown chocolate^✦ like John Stockton

Who stopping^✦ these lil’ niggas?^✦ Nobody,^✦ it’s impossible

Find me in a Benz – aqua^✦ blue

Rims colossal dude

And right under^✦ the seat’s a Glock or two

Don’t make me pop at you

And got two Hawaiian tropical bitches^✦ that will swallow^✦ you

People ask me, “Weezy,^✦ why you do it so big?”

I pop my collar,^✦ drop the roof off the 6, then shoot up the bridge

Listen,^✦ I’ve had loot since a kid

I ain’t just start having^✦ dough

As a matter^✦ of fact, I started having^✦ dough

I’ma^✦ be fancy,^✦ send some warnings at folks

Be very^✦ cautious,^✦ or them Glock 4s get pointed at throats

I bet he choke

[Interlude]

What you don’t know?

It’s Weezy^✦ the Squiddon squiddy

Get with it

Holla^✦ at us

Oh shit, holla^✦ at me

Ya, ya, ya

What these niggas^✦ know about^✦ that nigga^✦ Weezy?^✦

Fat, I got us

Is you ready?^✦

What these niggas^✦ know about^✦ that nigga^✦ Weezy?^✦

Not a muhfuckin’^✦ thing

They don’t know that I got a muhfucking^✦ thing right up inside^✦ my pants and I’m ready^✦ to make a bitch dance

Holla^✦ at me, listen^✦

[Verse 27]

Nigga^✦ fuck with me, get washed^✦ away^✦

Glocks and revolvers^✦ spray

Cats get they corners blazed^✦

Blast with enormous^✦ Ks

Understand Weezy^✦ be the don and ain’t no fading^✦ him

Play with him, shots turn him dome into^✦ a stadium

Beef with me and my gun immediately^✦ bust repeatedly

Unleash this pop one in your bitch Victoria Secre-

‘Atures^✦ creepin’ without^✦ the lights on

Doo rag, G Nikes^✦ on

Hope the choir sing your ass a nice song

Niggas^✦ ain’t tryna^✦ collide^✦ with the Squiddad^✦

It is not wise

I’m robbing your block with Glock 9s

Pull out, cock, pop moms

Drop bombs

You niggas^✦ ?????????

Sqad bitch, ain’t no replacing me

Come to take shit

We be on some money^✦ make shit

Simply^✦ basic,^✦ you hate I put more designs in your head than Anthony Mason^✦

Have you parents in the front emergency room pacing^✦

Crying an' waiting^✦ for the doctor^✦ to come out and say

“Miss your motherfuckin’^✦ son didn’t make it”, holla^✦

Holla^✦ at me

All y’all better^✦ know no disrespecting Weez’

Come to your fucking^✦ street and kill families^✦

Holla^✦ at this muhfuckin’^✦ nigga^✦

You know me

And ask your bitch, she blow me

You know I’m in love with Kobe

And Hovi^✦

[Interlude]

Ok, ok

What they want?

Check it, check it

[Verse 28]

Nigga^✦ it’s pistol^✦ play regardless of the matter^✦

I’m a heartless lil’ bastard

Since Rabbit^✦ died, my life’s^✦ been darkened and shattered

Fuck all of you faggots^✦

Regulator,^✦ warrior, bandit,^✦ gun busta^✦

Spit the cannon^✦ make you fall to the canvas,^✦ muhfucka^✦

It’s Lil’ Weezy^✦ in the flesh nigga,^✦ Hollygrove^✦ candidate^✦

Running^✦ with The Sqad scavengers, we on some family^✦ shit

Niggas^✦ ain’t understanding^✦ it, but they will in a minute^✦

Or my K peel in a minute,^✦ make your head drill to your tennis^✦

I’ma^✦ stay trill for the spinach

Tremendous^✦ when I’m on that green shit

Menace^✦ when I’m on that green shit for that green shit

I’ma^✦ a soldier,^✦ some Army,^✦ Navy,^✦ Marine^✦ shit

My appearance is ? shit, but I got Korean^✦ chips

Fuck with me, I blast you idiots^✦

Let the Mac and Semis^✦ spit like Pakistinians muhfucka^✦

[Interlude]

Muhfucka,^✦ ok, it’s real time

It’s real-time

I know what song next

I fuckin’^✦ know what song next

Check it, check it

"Nigga^✦ I crash parties^✦ crash-"

Oh, I ain’t know that was next

I ain’t know that was next

I really^✦ didn’t know that was next

Sorry.^✦ I’ma^✦ freestyle^✦ to it

[Verse 29]

Ok, ain’t no nigga^✦ like this nigga^✦ Weezy^✦

Ain’t no clique like the Sqiddy^✦ Sqeezy^✦

You know how we do it, we dos it easy^✦ but we gets loot

And if a muhfucka^✦ fuck with us, we shoot

We do the things, we do it big, we ride big

And if a muhfucka^✦ fuck with us, he die quick

I make your momma^✦ and your child spit up blood

I make shit come up to your thighs

This the Squad

I don’t fuck with niggas^✦

I only^✦ fuck with six niggas^✦

I only^✦ fuck with rich niggas^✦

I only^✦ fuck with C. M. B. dawg

And they only^✦ fuck with Weezy^✦ Wee dawg

I’ma^✦ freestyle^✦ ‘til the beat’s gone

I’ma^✦ freestyle^✦ ‘til the cheese gone

I’ma^✦ do this shit ‘til I’m gone

And I’ma^✦ rhyme on, muhfucka^✦

Here’s^✦ my dick, you can climb on

[Interlude]

Fuck, holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me

Full of that Mo’

Now I’m full of that dro

Yeah, yeah; what’s next, Smoove?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, shit, shit, oh, oh, oh, shit, shit

Check me, check me

Listen^✦

[Verse 30]

I’m a outlaw^✦

I’m quick on the draw

I’m from the motherfucking^✦ Graveland 17th Ward

I go hard, these niggas^✦ can’t play with me

I got a whole bunch of guns, you can’t spray with me

I spit this shit like a K spit rapidly^✦

I make your fucking^✦ family^✦ live unhappily

Who the fuck wan’ fuck with Weezy?^✦

They know what I’m fucking^✦ ‘bout

They know I run up in they house, gun up in they mouth

I keep it ‘bout it, ‘bout it, not like No Limit^✦

But this fucking^✦ shit I roll with ain’t got no gimmicks

This Sqad shit ‘til the motherfucking^✦ end, you bitch

And I’ll kill your motherfucking^✦ best friend, you bitch

I put the -

Oh shit, I ain’t ‘bout to finish^✦ spittin’

I ain’t ‘bout to finish^✦ ripping it up

I’m about^✦ to giving^✦ it up to my nigga^✦ motherfu -

Oh, oh, we living^✦ it up

We doing it real fucking^✦ big

We will kill fucking^✦ kids

If you ever^✦ fuck around^✦ with these mill’ fucking^✦ ‘ions

[Interlude]

You get it? Mill’ fuckin’^✦ ‘ions

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

What they know about^✦ me? Listen^✦

Got some shit coming^✦

Y’all niggas,^✦ if you listening^✦ to this, sit down and prepare

‘Cause here it come, ok

Let’s do it

Oh, shit, oh, shit

What you know about^✦ that nigga^✦ Lil’ Weezy?^✦

Oh, shit, oh, shit

What you know about^✦ me?

Listen^✦

[Verse 31]

Nigga^✦ I crash parties,^✦ crash shorties,^✦ crash Bacardis, crash Ferraris

Crash authorities,^✦ crash sororities,^✦ crash quarter kis

Infected with a raw disease, call it H. I. V

That stands for Hoes, Incoming Violence^✦

That’s what I die with

I pop shit, don’t fuck with Sqad shit

We on some mob shit

Some lil’ niggas^✦ who seem harmless, but nah bitch

Glocks spit behind^✦ anything^✦

Bitch lick anything^✦

‘Cause I got plenty^✦ change like Bill Gates’^✦ piggy^✦ bank

Got a young, pretty^✦ thing sitting^✦ beside^✦ me in the whip

With Limo^✦ tints to hide me in the whip

Told Mami^✦ you can keep your clothes on, I wan’ see where your head at

In other^✦ words, I don’t wanna^✦ fuck, I wan’ see where your head at

You can catch me laid back in the cut with ounces^✦ and bundles

Bouncing from hustles, doubt me, I’ll fuck you, fuck it

Lounging in bubble

Rocky^✦ watch resemble mountains^✦ or something^✦

Fronting get your body^✦ found behind^✦ some mountains^✦ or sum’n

Aye, when you fuckin’^✦ with me, you fuckin’^✦ with cheese

You fuckin’^✦ with Streets, you fuckin’^✦ with heat

You fuckin’^✦ with Sqad, you fuckin’^✦ for free

You touching your knees

And if you hate, you’ll be lucky^✦ to breathe

Now, how you like lookin’?^✦

When the double gauge is alright you get your fuckin’^✦ life token^✦

Despite^✦ the business, fuck rap

Picture^✦ block on a motorcycle wheeling^✦

But the Glock ain’t right for kidneys

I don’t like you bitches,^✦ I hate you hoes

Date you hoes, bust nuts in your facials hoes

Then replace you hoes, that’s the type of shit that makes^✦ you hoes

All the women^✦ in this nation^✦ hoes

Hot since my creation woa’

Who the fuck want him?

Bitch niggas^✦ with no nuts on ‘em

I got pistols^✦ with blood on ‘em

Whips with dubs on ‘em

Niggas^✦ with chips and drugs on ‘em

Got bitches^✦ with hips and tits on ‘em

Lips with dicks on ‘em

Chicks with bricks on ‘em

Chicks with chicks on ‘em

I’m big shit homie, wide body^✦ chrome 6

Get dome while driving home, shit, shit, shit

This shit, Weezy^✦ Sqad shit, shit

Some chicks can make a hit the way they tongue twist, shit

Pimp shit, no spit shit, raw shit

A bunch of Lil’ Waynes^✦ in your fucking^✦ jaw shit

[Interlude]

Holla^✦ at me, I’m still not done

Holla^✦ at me, check it, I’m still not done

Nigga^✦ holla^✦ at me, holla^✦ at me

Listen,^✦ listen,^✦ listen^✦

[Verse 32]

Don’t get it twisted^✦ ‘cause I’m younger than most

I come with the toast

Get it hot like summer^✦ was close

I’m hanging out the Hummer^✦ with Sos’

Exploding missile^✦ Glock ringing at the front of your door like Jehovah Witness’^✦

Sober?^✦ Forget^✦ it

This C. M. B. thing, I’m overcommitted^✦

The youngest soldier^✦ come with it

Cock back, guns put holes^✦ in your fitted^✦

Nigga^✦ I told you to quit it

I load it with 50

I blow ‘til it’s empty^✦

The dro and Henny^✦ got me lokin’^✦ and limpin’^✦

Ropin’^✦ up when I drink ‘til I’m over^✦ the limit^✦

Hoppin’^✦ out the Rover^✦ with Semis^✦

Wildin’^✦ out, go straight to your momma’s^✦ house

With a rag on my face with more 9s than dialing out

Now who hating?^✦

Niggas^✦ cheapskating,^✦ underestimating^✦

The heat take him, put him under^✦ extra^✦ pavement^✦

Some one week in Jamaica, come back with a accent^✦ like -

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

Whoo, whoo, fuck it

That’s 10000 bars for y’all bitches^✦

Holla^✦ at me

Weezy^✦ Wee, Raj Smoove

And that’s the end of that story^✦

One

Shit

Man, man

Technical Breakdown

8.2

Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres5.0

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm10.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity6.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control7.0

Performance and control

Computed Score8.23

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

The verse demonstrates the embryonic stage of Wayne's signature internal rhyme density and flow-switching, prioritizing phonetic repetition and rhythmic assault over lyrical complexity.

9.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

Wordplay

Delivery

Heavy multisyllabic internal rhymingAssonance-heavy cadencesRapid-fire syllable stackingPhonetic mirroring

Rhyme Architecture: Dense AAAA internal patterns that prioritize rhythmic momentum over end-line closure. Wayne utilizes the 'stutter-step' technique to bridge lines, using aggressive vowel sounds to maintain the pocket.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"I open up your back like 22 inches"

① Reference to 22-inch aftermarket car rims which widen the stance of the vehicle.② A violent threat referring to the physical wound caused by a weapon (specifically a knife or blade) cutting across the back.

"Niggas be like Mase and go to Church"

① A reference to the rapper Ma$e who famously left the hip-hop industry to become a pastor.② A metaphorical threat suggesting the opponent will meet their end and require a funeral service.

High rhythmic consistency

Exceptional use of assonance to link disparate imagery

Aggressive delivery that maintains intensity throughout the 800+ lines

Vocabulary reliance on repetitive expletives

Substance is often sacrificed for rhyme-scheme maintenance

Punchline mechanics are somewhat juvenile by modern standards

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