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Wish You Would
(专辑: Lights Out - 2000)
Look look look – don't play with me Look look look Huh? Huh? Look Let's get the
pistols out the
trunk, let's get ready to bust bang! Leave a
nigga block full of nothing but guts, brains Ain't no way, nowhere that these niggas could duck flames My guns up for and telling all to suck Wayne I'm running with a
clique that just be thugging heavy Plus I'm running in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven Ever since my nigga died I've been strapped up and ready Come and get it – it's Weezy Wee, the
hottest ever Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater I'm just terror, or better yet, horror or drama And tomorrow I'mma hit the
block and borrow your momma Beef with me, you're swimming in water with sharks and piranhas Revolvers and choppers got all your partners calling the
coppers And for the
grand finale, I
might pull up in a
tan Denali When I
hop out, in my hand is a
Calico spraying your family Don't play with me – I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood You bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun I
pop my gun Better hide and run Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun And I
pop my gun Better hide and run What is this that done got me in your district? Twist it Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians I'm tipsy – I've been sipping on that Hennessy, people Then it get deeper, I
start shooting up innocent people Seventeen Creeper is who I
– what I
– be, dog The
clip slide in the
four-five, then it blow five In heat, dog? It's your life or me, dog On four tires, or feet, dog I
still be on the
block sweeping Nobody is not sleeping Got me in all black with a
gun in a
palm Run in his home, start shooting, hit his son in the
dome Dummy, it's on – ain't gon' be no relaxing and stuff 'Cause when I
come through mashing the
truck, I'm blasting a
pump And passing a
blunt – me circle once to see if he dead Gotta be sure 'cause niggas promised me a
ki if he dead But, dog, you get it raw if you war with the
kid I'll push your baby momma car off the
bridge Huh?! Don't play with me – I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood You bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun I
pop my gun Better hide and run Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun And I
pop my gun Better hide and run You might catch me with bandannas and strapped T
On the
back street of your block in the
back seat I'mma cap three at the
first coward I
up and see I'mma bust the
piece and knock his body a
couple of feet When I
rush your front door, you get a
few to your stomach Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral Sunday Nigga shouldn't've played tough – wouldn't've got his head bust Now your whole living room is full of pink and red stuff Now you're gatted up, full of that vodka and weed added up Fresh platted up, your T-shirt all tatted up Crack in the
tongue of my kicks Plus I
got a
gun on my hip, and I'm running the
strip I
know you see me: Little Weezy kill 'em all easy A
hundred rounds from the
chopper leave 'em real sleepy You know how we be smelling weedy up in our clothes Cut-throating, conniving killers, but that's all I
know Huh? Huh? Huh? Don't play with me – I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood You bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun I
pop my gun Better hide and run Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun And I
pop my gun Better hide and run Don't play with me – I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood You bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun I
pop my gun Better hide and run Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood Niggas bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun And I
pop my gun Better hide and run Don't play with me – I
wish you would I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood You bet' not play with me 'cause I
cock my gun I
pop my gun Better hide and run Niggas bet' not play with me Look, uh-huh (uh-huh uh-huh) Look look look Look look look Whoa
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