the roof is translucent Pockets on etc, Money talk bullsh-t, walk like George Jefferson Virgins they aint f-cking with us Young Money Cash Money F-ck them other n-ggas [T-Pain - Chorus] [Lil Wayne
: Lil Wayne] D-Boy, yeah, Birdman Jr. in ya building, people I'mma let you know how it go on my side of the mountain, whoadie [Lil Wayne] It's sure about
ima body that Moving throughout these streets, that's where you find me at I ain't gonna lie, I saved my life Dream got me running round, like it made my life
by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this one's to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil
flies, I knock it up out the park And after the game's over we gon' meet up after dark [Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)] Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil
hood, ghetto pipe Ghetto walk, with my ghetto life In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets I'm a ghetto life
Republican Tote a MAC'n Republican Act so southern n' die for my brethren Money, money, money Like money Mac and publishing One life to live, never ask for a mulligan Streets
ends [Lil Wayne] Ya know, let's kick it back I can't call it (I run with trouble... trouble) Ya know, heheh Yeah, yeah [Lil Wayne] The tool, it poke
look like Carmelo blue flights Sittin in lebrons, driver seat reclined 2 woman, my mary j disc and my 9 It's my life, my life, my muthafuckin life And
Oh sh-t (yeahh) Busta Rhymes (yeahh) on this Lil Wayne remix...sh-t is crazy right here (yeahh) Lets GO. [Busta Rhymes] Okay, here comes the great white
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath Chorus: {lil' ya} Pop 'em up, pop 'em up Watch 'em bleed to death Ya played with the lil' ya now
[Lil' Wayne] And this is just a mixtape Damn And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you mothafuckas come for me...Yeah Don't worry if me got a gun you
' fiction I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin', no reppin' You can check my track record, I'm highly respected I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
survive in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that life See
hit up with all kinda stress And put up with the stuff trust me it's tough But I maintain to climb through it all And I still manage to be Lil' Wayne
We won, we won And then we shot that BB gun And they lost, and they lost cause we took they shit, now its time to floss 22 year old 17 war vet Life
that same OG i aint trynna see da grave or tha penintentiary everyday livin tryna stay on my feet even tho a nigga paid but mah hearts in the street