Su Woo Lyrics - Game

[Lil Wayne] 

Pardon my gang affil, 

But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field 

Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? 

Respect my aim because I aim to kill 

Hahaha, Old bitch ass nigga, 

Abercrombie and Fitch ass nigga, 

I talk rich shit because I'm a rich ass nigga, 

I hope you in the zone because I pitch fast nigga, 

Ha, I smoke something bitch, 

My money comes faster than the roadrunner bitch 

I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder 

Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you like numbers 

Haha, bitch nigga we might jump ya 

2 Step all in yo face, we might Unk ya 

Hahaha, bandana on the right side 

East side until I die 

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You better change like it's Mardi Gras, 

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw 

See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana 

And he's from Compton, baby, bandana 

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers 

Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our grammar 

Lemme hear you say Su Woo 

Su Woo, Su Woo 

[The Game] 

Young Money 

And that's perfect cause perfect is to me 

What's perfect as Hallie or a jab from Ali 

So capitalise the P cause perfect is Godly 

Black Wall Street, the perfect family, The Cosby 

All I need is a perfect bitch 

How's B, I passed the baton on Solange 

I'm sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU 

Hello Brooklyn I can't see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG 

Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia piece on my head 

Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Four Visa's 

niggas fucking with Weezy, I will slow leak em 

Hang em from a telephone pole like my old sneakers 

Red bandana for no reason 

Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin', yeah 

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[Lil Wayne - Chorus] 

You better change like it's Mardi Gras, 

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw 

See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana 

And he's from Compton, baby, bandana 

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers 

Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our grammar 

Lemme hear you say Su Woo 

Su Woo, Su Woo 

[The Game] 

Can't stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan's 

I'll show you how bangers bang 

Four five cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane 

Switch plates, paint the Range 

Leave so much blood on the wall look like the fucking painters came 

Dead wrong ain't it man 

I told niggas I ain't a Game 

All black gold chain, looking like the saint is playin' 

He sold a milli, I'm vanilli 

So it ain't a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills 

We throwing paper planes 

Riding through the N.O. 

Red Marc Jacob frames 

We disappear like David Blaine 

And pop up at the Lakers game 

They playing the seeds with Paul ? in the B's 

That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three 

Ken Griffy lost all his fans, taking off his red top 

Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a head shot 

I'm one blood, he's the Carter with the dread locks 

My whole team run base, we the fucking Red Sox. 

[Lil Wayne - Chorus x2] 

You better change like it's Mardi Gras, 

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw 

See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana 

And he's from Compton, baby, bandana 

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers 

Su to the Woop, yeah, that's our grammar 

Lemme hear you say Su Woo 

Su Woo, Su Woo