enemy turf

Lyrics

, ah hmmm hmmmm, hmmmm hmmm, when i say i don't give a fuck, i mean that yeah,? brains is getting bust, i didn't say that yeah, if a shipment was comin in, i need a? wodie, i need a sixty-forty nigga, and no chargin' that wodie, you done heard about michael jackson, and shiggidy shit, but you ain't never heard about me, when i'm flissin a bitch, niggas shoulders gettin knocked, clean off of they head, see that red dot comin from, me and my girlfriend, cause i wants mine, i needs mine, and i'm about to get mine, at these times, look lil' daddy, you ain't got to worry about none of these other niggas, you needs to be worried about when juvi comin to get ya, look, i make a phone call to the big dog, y'all bitches better handle y'all business before i hit y'all, even though a nigga rich and i rock ice, i still bust a nigga head on the block aright, ], it's enemy turf that i'm on, so i'ma play it how it go, cock the hollow points, and tote my black calicoe, my lil' brother weezy, my big brother juvi, four hit the blocks, strapped up with the uzis, what, what, la, gun for gun, eye for eye, better move yo' wife and son, 'cause i ride or die, cashmoney hot boy, bless me when i'm gone, but until then load up the chrome cause it's on, i been bout it, put a?, i drop the top and then i flip i hit his cock and make 'em flip, and i be full of that trash, i be the first one to jump out the jag bust at 'em fast, watch the bullets chop off the head, and make 'em fall in the grass, one move they all die, lil' weezy small frie, guerilla when it's war time, y'all better learn, when this nigga shoot it'll be all hell, well then let 'em burn,?, seven churn and i be damn if i let 'em go, if i don't get my dough, then hell will be all blowin', 'till i r.i.p cmr i be, i put it down for all my peeps, nigga, i'm hb for real, all i know is the streets, and how to strap up, when it's time shoot it, cock yo' heaters, tie up yo' bags, it's time to do it, blaze the blunt, shut off the lights, and cut down the music, roll down the windows, turn the corner, and let loose with the bbbbrrrrrr, if ya don't know now, then ya never will learn, you ca play with lil' wayne, and yo' block get burned, you must love to go swimmin, cause tha water gets deeper, see i bust you wide open, and take 'ya daughter with me, here come the beat boy, shoot out the street lights, time to bring on the heat boy, if you ain't really wit it, then you better get back, i open yo' chest, and make it look just like a wet cat, this is a death trap, i'ma a guerilla and i mean it, leave ya' head still in a beanin',? on the semen, calicoe steamin', red dot beamin', dressed up suspicious, play with lil' weezy you'll be? for the vicious, enemy turf, time to strap up, what