Ain't Worried Bout Shit
(专辑: Like Father, Like Son - 2006)
[Lil Wayne:] Ha.. I'm.. so cool [Birdman:] Yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga [Lil Wayne:] Bird.. man [Birdman:] I
promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga [Lil Wayne:] Bird.. man, J-R, ya know [Birdman:] 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 cause I
gotta Milk this game 'til it's sour Why I
gotta do the
backstreets when it's hotter? Even though the
boy smooth selling like Prada, (speak up) The
tool yelling like, holla, y'heard me? Got the
fools bailing 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 something Even with a
stack of money in they hand, they ain't squeezing nothing I'm Weezy fuck it Leave a
motherfucker wheezing when I
asthma pump him Yeah, and I
don't ask for nothing boy I
only Aston Buggy boy And as for money Watch the
young god turn cash to money It's that simple [Hook:] Yea, and we ain't stressing 'bout shit We grinding like a
mo'fucker trying stay rich The
cops on my trail so my track I
switch See niggas with money shouldn't act like this [x2] [Birdman:] Yeah, pimping, there's some fraud 'round here Nigga better stop hating before they disappear I
see the
same ol' shit And pop the
same ol' shit 'til your neighborhood hit (bitch) Disrespect that Nolia dawg Them third world Hot Boys soldiers dawg And make a
nigga understand When you fucking with a
soldier with the
grandmaster plan (nigga) I'm trying to make a
few million Buy a
few buildings, one day stop dealing And go and raise my children Got it on my mind, that's the
way a
nigga living I
bring you back to '84 Dope game jumping when the
water hit the
flo' (nigga) Cause we was doing it, dogg Everybody getting money, we was doing it, dogg [Hook x2] [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
ceiling and every wall could hear me And if these walls could talk They'd probably cry, like the
strings on the
guitar And see you, you with that bullshit that's leeway to the
do' Only to cut off the
lights, g'night [Birdman:] Look, it's Sunday, we in the
hood getting our groove on Every nigga uptown gotta have they tool on Yeah, and they Birdman'd down Niggas represent the
bling cause 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 [Hook] [Birdman:] Yeah, this grinding to another lining nigga Know what I'm sayin'? If you in the
way, you'll get moved over nigga Think I'mma let one of you bitch niggas stop me from getting 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 going diggity nigga Fuck anything in between If you in the
line of duty nigga you got your issue, feel me? One