Get Real Gangsta – Lil’ Wayne

Get Real Gangsta – Lil’ Wayne Video

(Boo gotta blunt in his ear)

The clock is tickin
the cops is sittin waitin on me to pop the ribbon so i can get locked in prison
but i forgive em
they dont know i got the bishop
givin me a future face they cannot prevent it
skys the limit, i travel but i tries to pivot
look in my eyes and combine the spirits
time’ll end it
if its not a coupla g’s its dimes and pennies
if i dont break a knuckle or knee, my shine is finished
im climbin in it but i could fall down the chimney
a hound is in me so dont come around or near me
you clowns is really f**kin up
ya bound to get it
i sit a barrel on ya tongue so round and pretty
fought my ticket now ima skip town and kick it
dress code just some khaki brown lil Dickies
got them pounds and chickens stuffed and coffee grounds in visions nigga

chorus: x2
it dont get no gangsta than this
f**kin with them gangstas i guarantee
sh*t goin get real gangsta my nigga
and you goin back down and get yo back down

yea, fresh off the block thats Apple and Eagle St.
i go through there every week even if its just to speak (what up?)
i dont see Red so i keep goin
he’s probably with Rodney, or probably with (roney, roland?)
i go by trill rill cuz he be up in the mornin
see thats that penitentiary sh*t and he been out for a minute
but im up!
Birdman keep askin me to stick 22’s on the Rolls and i keep tellin him no but
if he keep playin then ima have to show him
and come through this b*tch on 24’s
like what up!?!
these hoes keep askin me to marry em knowin that my ex wife’ll bury em so b*tch shut up!
im blowin on that berry like marian
you knowin what the f**k a nigga carryin
get bald head like a Aryan
i think a nigga bout to buy a Marriot
now all my hoes put up

chorus x2

check lights off masks on creep silent
move light walk step talk squeak holla (i hear em)
pull a tool sweet like peach cobbler
shoot twice dont check let them people find em
im the screw face to this rap game
weezy put me on new face with the same name

oh yes i did get em kid if i ask ya
just bring me the bastard with his head unfastened
faster than a panther goes the lead from the clapper
round up ya boys get this round of applause

they say im two face look nigga i aint changed
cuz if i feel played ima let the iron rain (riiing)
ring bang bang wit my gang man know how to sling ‘caine
whoa i can maintain

bang bang cross my chest
bang bang you cross ya chest, toss ya chest in the mess with the rest bam

chorus: x2

Gangsta’s Prayer – Lil’ Wayne

Gangsta’s Prayer – Lil’ Wayne Video

chorus X2
Before i sleep i pray to the lord my soul to keep and if i should die before i wake i pray to the lord my soul to take for goodness sake

verse 1
i wrote my will just the other week and whats funny it was only one sheet and i know that’s only one me but i hope i am everything my son be i’m tryna live rite stay on the drum beat but i’m in the fast lane in the front seat i wonder will i lose control of the maserati and hit sum tree just bein young me is there a heaven for G’s and soldiers i can’t got to hell cuz i’d take over i feel it aproachin but i ain’t scared i made that bed and i should rest in peace

chorus X2
Before i sleep i pray to the lord my soul to keep and if i should die before i wake i pray to the lord my soul to take for goodness sake

verse 2
yea and every time i see the sunshine i drop down and give thanks at least one time i feelin like im livin on the frontline im feelin like every second is crunch time ive had breakfeast will i make it to lunch time? and i ain’t jokin so don’t b lookin for punchlines will i be the next victim of a gun crime idk the answer thats y i brung mine ridin by myself late at nite pistol on my lap at every single red light yea i made my bed right so wen i do i should sleep tite in peace i rest

chorus X2
Before i sleep i pray to the lord my soul to keep and if i should die before i wake i pray to the lord my soul to take for goodness sake

verse 3
bury me a gangsta cuz dats wat i live but don’t cry for me i gave the best i could give i can only do me so thats wat i did and i cherish every breath of my kid i don’t wanna go before she grow dat aint cool but in this game of life i don’t make the rules sh*t so thats y i get twisted so i can’t feel it wen it hits me and my moms don’t need dat on her but i see death around the corner and if he so happens to make his way around the block you gotta answer the door wen he knock believe dat

chorus X2
Before i sleep i pray to the lord my soul to keep and if i should die bfore i wake i pray to the lord my soul to take for goodness sake

Gangsta Shit – Lil’ Wayne

Gangsta Shit – Lil’ Wayne Video

[Lil Wayne talking]
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya’know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at ’em dogg

[Petey Pablo]
Cuz I know I ain’t dreaming
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
Switching it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck
What’s the name of y’all jeweler tell ’em freeze me up
Hating me kinky licks talking so much
Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
You want to
You ain’t built to squabble with us
I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus
I drink your water up
Cool off I’m leaving with something
They leaving you something crop stolen
An asshole heard it
Hip on purpose
Dre I did what you told me
I been acting like I don’t hear ya but that shit been working
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in the morning
Cuz I know that that’s what’s gon hold me down on this earth
A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waiting
I hear your name in the papers

[Hook][Lil Wayne & Petey Pablo]
They call me young as Weezy
I’m gon round up the whole uptown
We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
People understand that you’re fucking with some motherfucking soldiers
Crazy-ass Petey
I’ma tell a nigga just like this
If you want it boy you sure can get it
You ain’t heard
It’s Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

[Lil Wayne]
They call me gangsta gangsta
Weezy, Weezy
Lil Birdman junior
Holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
I’ma big pimp I throw a model at you nigga
Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz
You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
And I’m so high
No I’m too high
But a little work on a few blocks
And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me shortie
I hold Cash Money myself it’s me money
Old cats wants to test come see shortie
I got it all hot it in the pocket I’ll pop it
I riding in a ‘Rarri where the top is in my pocket
That’s young Weezy baby

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
You see it’s young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he’s a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
Just like 80 to summer
So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
Like, Weezy’s the man
If you be’s where he be’s then you leaves with a tan
Cuz he’s 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off wipe me down
Daddy is back in town
With the back of my Caddy slanted down
And the mack goes +black+ if you ask around
Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
I’m a gangsta until they put my casket down
You can ask around
And they tell you like me
There ain’t nobody like me
It’s Weezy baby

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne talking]
Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
Don’t get it tangled and twisted
I’m in the studio right now nigga
With my boy
My nigga Boo in this bitch
My nigga hot boy album ya’know what I mean
500 Degreez
They all riding with ya boy
Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me
Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
You know the name, bitch

Gangsta And Pimps – Lil’ Wayne

Gangsta And Pimps – Lil’ Wayne Video

(feat. Baby)

[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen
This one goes out to that little kid that got fried Spam for lunch
I feel for you, I’m with you, I’m with you brother
And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm
That just burn baby, burn baby, burn
Pop open a malt liquor
Smoke something until your scalp gets killed

[Hook x2]
Gangstas and pimps
Love lobsters and shrimps
Kool-Aid and chicken
Flashy things and women
All I need
Is Remy and weed
Somebody not afraid
To go some for my Escalade

[Lil Wayne]
I’m just pimping
Baby you got a rule for me
Put your mink on and slide in a cool for me
Hey you gotta get high and go low for me
It’s Cash Money young money never know money
It’s 500 Degreez it’s not fool
But it and the dro got me so scummy
And to drum hole a whole hundred
Can I put a whole hundred in your whole tummy
Hehe, man Weezy’s a legend
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what’s in a bezel
And he be on a level that’s so terrific
I’m in this bitch hold your pictures
And hold your bitches cuz she gon want a part of me
Cuz she never see the roof of my car with me
And you never see a tooth without a diamond on it
This is game at its finest homie
Peep it

[Hook]

[Baby]
See I was born from a gangsta
Pa gave me a whip
Ran numbers with pimps and I laid down cents
One of a kind Birdman I shine
22’s on it?
The bitch ain’t mine
I taught her the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him
[Lil Wayne]
The Birdman junior I’m the son of a stunna

[Baby]
Mannie Fresh
Jazze Phezzy this our summer
500 Degreez got rich off the four
Cadillac slant back cut side elbow
Cadillac smoke dro just me and the ho
Flash from hard times from that coke and dope
Put cars in moms name just to duck white folks
We eat lobster and shrimp
Nigga park that Lambo
I’m a V.I.P. nigga
Pop bottles of Mo
I pray that one day I’ll open a better door

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Ain’t no mountain high enough
To me for cuz I keep on buying fi-fi stuff
And the Eastside where we pump
It’s my part of New Orleans
Bleed for ya I’m the heart of New Orleans
Hear you’re fucking with a gangsta foe
Hope you never close your eyes I’ll bang your ho
All she need is some guidance I’ll tame your ho
It’s big pimping over here man yeah man
If she looking for a daddy see the lil man
Weezy baby, don’t fool yourself you need me baby
Easy baby, I’m just trying to keep my bread cheesy baby
Slick when I spit shit right
26-inch got a deep-dish ma
Sweet as mami lips when I’m creeping by
Baby gave me wings just to keep me fly
Weezy I, hell yeah
And I’m rolling with them

[Hook x2]