[Lil' Wayne] Killer! Huh? Callin' Lil' Wayne (Wayne) a... ...killer! What? What? Killer! What? What? Check! Hold up, you now under the deep cover of the lil' slugger Callin' me head busta Run with me K - blucka Niggas done fled from-a... ...me infrared, sucka If him wan' play, busta,... ...come make me dead, busta Bein'-a half-way out my nappy head But I don't care - I just grab my clip, slap and spray Anywhere - it don't matter where a nigga stay Just believe me when I say, "Guerrilla warfare" I swear, it be some more drama about these bags Niggas in black drive Jags - camouflage rags Niggas' domes get bust wide open with blood and sweat Niggas ridin' off in Hummers - laughin', drinkin' Moette You know me: Colleon, standin' four feet I'm to-tin' cannons, wearin' Rolies See, these lil' boys, they ain't really up on my game But once I run into that nigga playin' with Wayne, man See, when I spin-a you bend then I be on you block But when me jump out with the chop-chop, my nogga, you drop Now where your niggas at, comradie? They not with you now I guess they heard that when I'm ridin' I make the crew stop Now, is you 'bout what I'm 'bout? If you 'bout what I'm 'bout, you 'bout drama Thuggin' in broad day with four glocks, a knife, and a chopper I'm runnin' away, don't get in my way My nigga! Callin' me head busta! Callin' callin' me killer! (Hook [Lil' Wayne]) Them callin' me killer Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want Full of blunts Look out your window, see who in the front Me! Them callin' me killer Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want Full of blunts Look out your window, see who in the front [Lil' Wayne] Check! Now as the heat flame up Them lookin'-a down the street, them think they see Wayne truck Him whole block don't scare me 'cause me get me thing and bust Them know that Hot Boys known to be dangerous Now U.P.T. come down - chopper city in the ghetto, my man Now who that be in the car with the chopper? Oh, it's Lil' Wayne I get my K - cock, aim, and put holes in your brain Give me that rag, you ain't no soldier - wipe the blood off my chain Gettin' blisty... ...off in a black F-150 'Bout to do the old usual - hit your block, just spittin' Heads spinnin' like a set of seventeens or somethin' Respect me for who I be: seventeen, head-bustin' Because- (-Hook [Lil' Wayne]) [Lil' Wayne] Check! Original Hot Boy - land-cruisin' with guns I shall be the one who burn the block up Never miss when I distribute anger up out my Cali' Hundred shots automatic Leave ya hopeless in the alley Now when a nigga runs up If the nigga love is like me would have his guns up Just because of the simple fact that I'm a hot boy that got boys that got toys to stop noise see when me ride off in the hummer leave him set empty now him catch 3 cause him want beef now me tried to tell the stupid boy don't mess with me now look at him just open up his casket and see click, clack, my mac twist bout' fifty caps to the back jump in the black ??? scream off and just pow pow how you love me now with 5 barrels to your eye can sing and smile and everybody gone die what the dealeo filla fo four clip yo hip flipped for running off at the lip who behind the gun flame blood hang and twisted it's Mr. Wayne come spitting when I spin
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