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Birdman - Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t lyrics
[Lil' Wayne] Ha.. I'm.. so cool [Baby] Yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga [LW] Bird.. man [B] I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga [LW] Bird.. man, J-R, ya know [B] You feel me? When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more So y'all might as well eat this food nigga And it got to be the best of the best One, come one shorty, get with me nigga [Lil' Wayne] See I, ride when I gotta, grind cuz I gotta Milk this game 'til it's sour Why I gotta do the backstreets when it's hotter Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up The tool yellin' like, holla, y'heard me? Got the fools bailin' like Jackie, Kersee You try join him, I can help you with that I'm important in rap but I'm special with gats You know the young god bless you in fact, like you sneezed or somethin' Even with a stack of money in they hand, they ain't squeezin' nothin' I'm Weezy fuck it Leave a motherfucker wheezin' when I asthma pump him, yeah And I don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask them buggy boy And as for money, watch the young god turn cash to money Cuz that's him [Chorus 2x: Lil' Wayne] Yea, and we ain't stressin' 'bout shit We grindin' like a mo'fucker tryin' stay rich The cops on my trail so my track I switch See niggaz with money shouldn't act like this [Baby] Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round here Nigga better stop hatin' before they disappear I see the same ol' shit and pop the same ol' shit 'til your neighborhood hit, bitch Disrespect that Nolia dogg Them third world Hot Boy soldiers dogg And make a nigga understand when you fuckin' with a soldier with the grandmaster plan nigga I'm tryin' to make a few million buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin' And go and raise my children Got it on my mind, that's the way a nigga livin' I bring ya back '84 Dope game jumpin' when the water hit the flo' nigga Cuz we was doin' it dogg Everybody gettin' money, we was doin' it dogg [Chorus] [Lil' Wayne] Weezy, and I ride to the end of the road and I'm hotter than a fire on the end of the fo' and plenty times I had to get it from the flo' But I made it to the ceilin' and every wall could hear me And if these walls could talk, they probably cry Like the strings on the guitar And see you, you with that bullshit that's leighway to the do' Only to cut off the lights, g'night [Baby] Look, it's Sunday, we in the hood gettin' our groove on Every nigga uptown gotta have they tool on Yeah, and they Birdman'd down Nigga represent the bling cuz I hold my own crown nigga Shit, a hood rich high clique That come from the slums where they pack extra clips, I love 'em nigga the only way that we know is how to flip and rescore 'em and go and get some more dough, nigga [Chorus] [Baby] Yeah, this grindin' to another linin' nigga Know what I'm sayin'? If you in the way, you'll get moved over nigga Think I'ma let one of you bitch niggaz stop me from gettin' a billion dollars nigga? Fuck ya and what ya made of nigga Y'understand? Nigga got a problem with this shit That's your shit nigga Suck a nigga dick a die nigga Birdman, made man nigga Yeah, that's how it's goin' diggity nigga Fuck anything in between If you in the line of duty nigga you got your issue, feel me? One. |
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