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    "This is"what we need, you "decided" this
    What you say..oooo (x4)

    Glasses malone:
    G malone, Still on the block waiting,
    Just posted, my steel got some rounds in it.
    Case haters make a problem and i gotta solve it,
    Belly leaned against the curtain like an alcoholic.
    Kill bill was still kicking like lucy lu,
    And watch my Lair homies hustle like i used to do.
    Heard they mad i got crips calling troops with rules.
    What they all turning gay y'all be used to ??
    here to stay your cake leaves 6 summers
    your baby mama already want the dick from ya
    and your sister calling me her little bussy baby.
    While your teenage daughter steals my post for fame
    so crazy, haters scared to start me up
    you can't fade me, your clippas ain't sharp enough
    Ain't another rapper breathing, Its smart and tough
    So any dummy tryna learn me better smartin up.

    "This is" what we need, you "decided" this
    What you say..oooooo (x4)

    Lil Wayne :
    Comon weezy baby, (yup) hands up, tech waven.
    Hey now, i lay down like a nigga put a bed down.
    You sleep tight, die in a dirt cheap life.
    Suit, tuck, tie, and the shirt speech nice,
    I blump some throats, trucker bloke (go on)
    Where we at daddy, cousin coke.
    home, the quiter we smoke the rise provoke (bom)
    All them busters allow me suffer-in
    sure not to ever fuck around with the fuckers-and
    Stop looking up the mountain above ya
    HAve you looking under cars, inspecting mufflers
    you know Thats reality baby, check your calendar
    Every days a new day and this can be the last one (yeah)
    So you better make your day young
    or make a nigga scratch a day off. (weezy)

    Chorus (x4)

    Look baby its g's ova here, Cheese over here.
    pass them langs tryna holla at ya.
    You come and ride with a thug, i'm fly as a dove
    Switching lanes, tossing dollars at ya.
    Ain't you tired of them fakes, who lie about the cake
    you can tell them dudes probably had this
    But me and wayne got an addiction
    One of em trippin be the one either ones happenin
    Now getting back to the gutter,
    Back to the corner
    Back to the grimey shit
    I mean i'm back at the butter
    Back from the cold
    Back tryna find a grave
    I heard you 21 again, connects getting hit and want us to make ammends
    But really i ain't trippin hommie know i make an end
    Cuase my rip game is funny shit don't make a twin nigga.

    Chorus (X4)

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