If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up. If you a woman that's in love then give your man up. If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up.
[Lil Wayne]. (Okay) Uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (mmhmm) uh-huh. (Mmhmm) Street mix (street mix). (Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen... . (Ladies and gentleman!).
(One). Never gonna stop tryin' to get it. (Two). Never turn my back on my city. (Three). Never let the money fuck with me. (Four). I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches.
[Lil Wayne]. (Okay) Uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (mmhmm) uh-huh. (Mmhmm) Street mix (street mix). (Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen... . (Ladies and gentleman!).
I be comin' up wit da Glock toy. You can stop boy. You ain't heard I'm off tha block boy. Chipp-pedy chop boy. Off in ya cut is where I'm layin'. Ready fo' sprayin'.
Heard what you said about me. Say it to me now. Heard what you said about me. Say it to me now. . Heard what you said about me. Say it to me now. Heard what you said about me.
Juvenile:. It's enemy turf that I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go. Cock the hollow points into my black calico. Hit the coat with some of grams of that dope fo' sho' it's bout to go.
[Juvenile]. I'ma keep it on my mind. Stay slangin' iron. Playin', ya die. K's whippin' out. Prey every time. I'm straight off the porch - I live down the court.
You,T, P, in the buildin'. Sinista on the' track. . I'm ridin' dirty, way low to the grass. Whole hood payin' attention to me showin'. I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up.
Y'all need to open your ears up and soak this game up. If nobody don't know ya I'm gunna make you famous. This is 24 karats but it shine like stainless.
Why, why, why. Why, why, why. Why, why. Cash Money, rich niggas. Look. . Loud pipes, big rims. Nigga, that's my life. When I pull up at the club sorry that's my night.
[B.G.]. When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all. When it comes down to G shit, I get it all. When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all. When it come to rockin' ice, B.G. rock it all.
Momma, you raised a gee, and it takes one to make one. Haters don't agree, but they feel the same when they're back home. This is not an intro, but this is the beginning.
Momma, you raised a gee, and it takes one to make one. Haters don't agree, but they feel the same when they're back home. This is not an intro, but this is the beginning.
You gon' make me pop you. I'ma have to pop u. You gon' make me pop you. I'ma have to pop u. . You gon' make me pop you. I'ma have to pop u. You gon' make me pop you.
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch. And the hoe don't wanna fuck. Like a man I'm a beat my meat. And get my fuckin' nut. Fo'sho she gonna be drove then.
You love that hood that you represent. You got that working and all that money spent. A nigger owe you any asset. My niggers hustle hard just to pay the rent.
[First Verse: ]. The Mac Melph Calio walker the shot caller the big baller. The fiend that'll sell your daughter. The 6th & Baronne connection. No disrespect to my section.
"Man, bitch I just bumped into my dog Juve, now bitch. He gave me three invitations to his big bash tonight". "Who Juve?". "Yea, man what, you ain't know?".
Pass Azz Nigga. Pass Azz Nigga. Pass Azz Nigga. Pass Azz Nigga. Pass Azz Nigga. Pass Azz Nigga. . [Juvenile]. Everybody wanna be a real azz nigga. Sometimes they wanna fight cha.