Fuck That Nigga
Pussy Ass Nigga
Straight Murder That Boy & Every Pussy That's With Em

sit Em In The Trunk, Tell Em Lets Have Fun
No Noise Frapertate On The End Of The Gun
My Boys Gitn Paper Just As Quick As It comes
& If Your Standn In da way Then mommas missin her son

I Remember Back In The Day It Was Me & Brandon
Kut Skool, Smoke Weed, I Was Strapped, He Had One Too
R.I.P From The Hollygroove Krew
Tell Ya Momma I Will Do What Ever She Needs Me To Do
Lil Beezy We Use To Get Red Eye, cant Believe My Nigga Dead I

Ima Apple Street Killa, Eagle Street Soulja
(Lil Weezy Ima Lincha)
Lil Spitter Ima Ropa
Silver Duck Tape Her
Ima Kidnapper
If Ya Bitch Look Good Bet Ima Get At Her
She See Me In The Coupe Ima Put The Petal To The Metal
If Ya Boy Wanna Trip Ima Put The Ratta To The Tatta
Everybody Scatta Tryna Get The Fuck Away
Sparks Fly, Glass Shatters, Situation Gets Sadder
Daddy Ima Pitcher, Whos The Next Batter
I Whip It Like Gadda & I Throw It Right At Em
Jr High Skool, High Skool When I Had Em
Had 10$ Bags 25$ Package
We Aint Even In The Same Lane, Stop Naggin
Damn Even Mack Maine Tell Me Im Mackin
Nigga Stop Trippn, Bitch Shake Ya Laffy Taffy
This Is New Orleans Classic, Young Wayne The Main Attraction an
I Got That Kush In My System, Somebody Gone Be My Victim

Talkin With Ya Bitch, Meetin With Ya Bitch, Creepin With Ya Bitch Now Im Sleepin With Ya Bitch
You can Keep Her, She A Bitch
Ii Dont Love Her, I Dont Trust Her nigga Even Momma Told Me A Bitch Loves To Hustle
Gotta Get That Paper Baby, Gotta Get That Kake
Cop A Black Lambourgini, Put Gone On The Plates
Gone To The Beach, Sand At My Feet
R1 1 Wheel Hangin Off The Seat

My Nigga Lil Naughty Was Down Town G
We Use To Blow 2 Or 3, Tell Me All About The Streets
My Nigga Soulja Slim Had The Mutha Fuckin Message
magnolia head busta A Uptown Legend
Lil Naughty We Use To Get Red I cant Believe My Nigga Dead Ah
Lil Soulja He Meant What He Said I, cant Blieve That Nigga Dead Ah

My Nigga Lil Spitta That's My Nigga All Day
1st Bullet Out The Barrel Nigga Better Guard Your Face
My Nigga Lil Spitta He In The Game Lets Play
He About Ta Take Over From A Half Time Break

Now Once Upon A Time Not Long Ago
This boy was In The Hospital And Damn Near Broke
And All He Had Was A mass and a block, A Box Of Baking Soda, & A Couple Of Pots
The Streets Was Empty, The Fool Was Hungry
He Wanted To Give Em, Just What They Wanted
To Get Cheap Coke All He Needed Was The Connects
So He called His Homie Wayne From The Hollygrove Set
Yes

Then I Got His call I Be On The Way He Dont Worry About Nothn But That Money To Be Made
Met Up Spitter We Got The Shit Straight And I Gave Him The Dope And I Kept The yay
Mayne We On The Grind And The Bitches Know Who We Are

I Kome Through In The Kar Like Gosh
My Posture As Delicate As Fur, Im All Hers
cut Niggas Head Like Barbers
Fruity Ass Niggas Is Starburst
Throw Em In The Center Fans Its Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Fuckn Triggaman
Yea Yea, Throw Em In The Center Fans Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Fuckn Triggaman
Yea Yea The Mutha Fuckn Triggaman

Rip Rip My Brotha Rip Lord That Was My Brotha...

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Thanks to (B33 L3ACH) for correcting these lyrics. Oct 16, 2008
Thanks to (CuteCursti) for correcting these lyrics. Oct 18, 2008
Thanks to (MiC) for correcting these lyrics. Dec 6, 2008