About All That

(album: Like Father, Like Son - 2006)

[Verse 1 Lil Wayne]
Young desperado straight out the grotto
I'm so bad my shadow chooses not to follow
Little nigga but see me as a fucking rhino
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought ain't it? How the fuck would I know?
Nigga I been getting my Cher in (share in) like Sonny Bono
I ran the streets... check my bio
I started high wit' two O's just like Ohio
I'm fucking nuts... cashews
But I'm so DC like fat shoes
I skate away... like later dudes!
Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato smooth
And just when it stopped... I made it move
Respect me nigga I'm a dog... no Asian food
I wet up the party so have a bathing suit
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga

[Chorus Lil Wayne]
Keep talking that shit that you talking
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga... keep talking that shit that you talking
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga... 'Cause you aint really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't'cha forget.. I know ya you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that... fall back

[Verse 2 Fat Joe]
Niggaz must want Joey to lean on 'em
Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em
Let 'em sleep on it it's nothing to Crack
Lay the murder game down back to hustling packs
Yeah Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks
Either way they both spit like BRRRRAT!
Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies
And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me
Nigga... how you want it ?? coke or dog food?
My shit'll have you running naked like an old school
And yeah we 'bout it 'bout it and you ain't riding on me
Unless ya got a whole fucking suicidal warming
And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me
That 40 cal'll get you ??
This shit is funny to me
All these niggaz fronting war but they running from me... Crack!

[Chorus Lil Wayne]

[Verse 3 Birdman]
I had 'em as lil' niggaz raised 'em 'round real niggaz
Popping bottles fucking wit' them bitches nigga
Made money to the ceiling me and my young nigga
Chilling I'm in the streets hustling getting money nigga
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was getting money
And ain't nothing ever changed still doing the thang
Still getting money still spending change
We hustling from Sunday to Sunday
And we grinding everyday like the money ain't coming
Nigga... yeah we riding woodgrains and minks
Got the dope in the Hummer cold case for that thang
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they fucking wig
3rd Ward let me claim my fame
I put it down Uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat

[Chorus Lil Wayne]