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Realized

Rare & Unreleased专辑

  • (Lil Wayne)
    What?!
    What?!!
    Look—
    Okay, let's cut the crap
    I'm straight gangsta - forget the rap
    I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wan' see me flip the crack
    And I'm quick to click and spit the gat
    I be dipped in black
    Sip the Coke mixed with Jack - Calico, clip to match
    Like: where them cats who trippin' at? - Point ****** out
    'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
    The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump
    You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front
    I lock it down for all my ****** that still caged in the dump
    So if I come, *****, just save me a blade and a pump
    I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow
    Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag 'Bauds
    I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes
    I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow
    I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4
    The Macks blow bullet holes for my cash flow
    Is that so?
    (Hook (Lil Wayne))
    I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    If you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
    That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
    (Lil Wayne)
    Look,
    Which one of these ****** playin' with me?
    I'ma strap up and slam his parent's street
    When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
    I be damned if he get a chance to sleep
    I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree
    I flash the piece at your lil' woman and make her dance for me
    Then jam the freak with a broom - blood leak from her panty crease
    There has to be some explanation for this insanity
    Yeah, y'all ****** faker than that boy (fill in the blank)
    Now give me the dank
    ****** claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank
    What's your kid gonna think?
    Come home and find your wig in the sink
    I dig in the bank, and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti
    For fifty G's I get ten keys and straight out weight it
    I lock my area down - you can ask these boys
    They know Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys
    Never catch me UNPACK without them plastic toys
    It get drastic, boy
    ****** that's askin' for it
    Wheezy, *****
    It's Wheezy, *****
    Who? Wheezy, *****
    It's Wheezy, *****
    (Hook (Lil Wayne))
    I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
    That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
    (Lil Wayne)
    I hope y'all ****** understand that I ain't playin' or jokin'
    Bust shots, make you think the Grand Canyon open
    Leave a busta bandana smokin' from hot hollows
    Me and my ****** flip your coke, then cop hot hoes
    Two pistols, desperado gun busta
    Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya
    Hung under them killers and duck the pigs
    And all of our diamonds shine, and our trucks are big
    And, *****, I don't really care if I don't sell a million quick
    'cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
    I sticks to what I love, and that's the street
    And stay away from what I hate, and that's police
    And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin'
    And leave a ***** somewhere lonely with his heart showin'
    When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
    The metal will spray and let the bullets tear up your face
    Who is Wheezy, *****?
    Who is Wheezy, *****?
    Wheezy, *****
    Lil Wheezy, *****
    (Hook-2x (Lil Wayne))
    (Lil Wayne)
    Say, I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    (Lil Wayne (talking))
    It's Wheezy, ***** - Lil Wheezy, *****
    Don't tangle it, *****
    It's time to step down, ya heards me
  • (Lil Wayne)
    What?!
    What?!!
    Look—
    Okay, let's cut the crap
    I'm straight gangsta - forget the rap
    I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wan' see me flip the crack
    And I'm quick to click and spit the gat
    I be dipped in black
    Sip the Coke mixed with Jack - Calico, clip to match
    Like: where them cats who trippin' at? - Point ****** out
    'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
    The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump
    You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front
    I lock it down for all my ****** that still caged in the dump
    So if I come, *****, just save me a blade and a pump
    I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow
    Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag 'Bauds
    I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes
    I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow
    I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4
    The Macks blow bullet holes for my cash flow
    Is that so?
    (Hook (Lil Wayne))
    I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    If you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
    That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
    (Lil Wayne)
    Look,
    Which one of these ****** playin' with me?
    I'ma strap up and slam his parent's street
    When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
    I be damned if he get a chance to sleep
    I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree
    I flash the piece at your lil' woman and make her dance for me
    Then jam the freak with a broom - blood leak from her panty crease
    There has to be some explanation for this insanity
    Yeah, y'all ****** faker than that boy (fill in the blank)
    Now give me the dank
    ****** claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank
    What's your kid gonna think?
    Come home and find your wig in the sink
    I dig in the bank, and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti
    For fifty G's I get ten keys and straight out weight it
    I lock my area down - you can ask these boys
    They know Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys
    Never catch me UNPACK without them plastic toys
    It get drastic, boy
    ****** that's askin' for it
    Wheezy, *****
    It's Wheezy, *****
    Who? Wheezy, *****
    It's Wheezy, *****
    (Hook (Lil Wayne))
    I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
    That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
    (Lil Wayne)
    I hope y'all ****** understand that I ain't playin' or jokin'
    Bust shots, make you think the Grand Canyon open
    Leave a busta bandana smokin' from hot hollows
    Me and my ****** flip your coke, then cop hot hoes
    Two pistols, desperado gun busta
    Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya
    Hung under them killers and duck the pigs
    And all of our diamonds shine, and our trucks are big
    And, *****, I don't really care if I don't sell a million quick
    'cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
    I sticks to what I love, and that's the street
    And stay away from what I hate, and that's police
    And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin'
    And leave a ***** somewhere lonely with his heart showin'
    When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
    The metal will spray and let the bullets tear up your face
    Who is Wheezy, *****?
    Who is Wheezy, *****?
    Wheezy, *****
    Lil Wheezy, *****
    (Hook-2x (Lil Wayne))
    (Lil Wayne)
    Say, I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
    That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
    (Lil Wayne (talking))
    It's Wheezy, ***** - Lil Wheezy, *****
    Don't tangle it, *****
    It's time to step down, ya heards me