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Young Turk



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01. All Night                 
02. Freak Da Hoes                  
03. Growing Up                    
04. Hallways And Cuts                    
05. Its In Me                    
06. One Saturday Night                 
07. Project
08. Soldierette                    
09. What Would You Do                    
10. Yes We Do

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All Night


(Lil Wayne)
You know it's Wheezy you know
Nigga you know it's Wheezy you know
You know it's Wheezy you know
Who Squideye

(Verse 1: Lil Wayne)
I ain' just jumped off da porch playboy
I been thuggin on da block
Fist clutchin' on da glock
Who Bout it
Motherfucker let me know shit
Y'all wit that hoe shit
I keep the fo grip
Hollowed tips fill the whole clip
Trippin' ya feel da whole clip
Get It
I'm on some mo shit
Quad Mafia blow Shit
Never slept for dough or no bitch
I only want a hoe for those lips to lick my whole clique
And load the bitch wit coke and shit and send her on a road trip
I'm so sick wit it
Dick nigga what is your purpose
I'm off the surface
Platinum merchandise shining perfect
For certain firearms
This verse seem like it's dirty squiddy
Put bullets in yo shirt and fit it if you jerkin wit me
? pops don't yourself the next statistic
You may be hard but seeing your chopped off is less convincing
Which nigga want it
Holla at me I'll be at the top
With cha wife slobbing on my cock
And your kids calling me pop I can't be stopped

(Hook: Lil Wayne) 2x

Okay
They run in yo place four straight to yo face
These Niggaz don't play
Believe me shit ain all right
They cut off all lights
And they ridin' all night
Till some shit that you don't like let's go

(Verse 2: Turk)
Nigga look here you can play wit me or my dogs If ya won't
And watch how quick yo bitches wind up gettin' left faunked
I dress in black rat a tat tat leave ya flat nigga
At any given time you gonna see that nigga
Lil Turk and Wheezy straight thugged out
We got choppers wit 50's that'll clear it out
You could test the nuts If ya won't round
You know you done fucked up so it's goin' down
Get fulla dat one on one and we don't give a F**k
It's you or me, me or you nigga so what's up
Now tell me, Is you really bout dat beef shit
Bringin dat heat shit, killin yo peeps shit
Cuz If you not then it's best you stay your distance nigga
Cuz when we pull da trigger look we ain' missing nigga
I'm a hit cha in yo melon split it to da fat
Leave yo moms on da front level draped in black

Hook 2x

(Verse 3 Lil Wayne & Turk)

(Lil Wayne)
F**k wit a turn or bed for bags, bitches, or bread
And we mash quickly in a drout and blast snitches they scared
Take snap pictures for fedz we blast riches and ice
Snatch at night get em back depending the price
Livin the last minutes of life and we do it huge
My whole crew 'll does whos background to screw
And we feud wit anyone to two shatter ya cabin
Come around ya block niggaz disappear like abra cadabra

(Turk)
Lil turk don't play nigga look betta recognize
When my finger get ta fuckin all you niggaz gon die
Hit cha set in camoflague 50 shots what I fire
Lay down and get cha mind right I bet cha won't survive
I put that on everthing against anything ya bet
If a nigga get it twisted get holes in his chest
? vest ain no way you protect it
Last nigga got bust up cuz he disrespected

Hook til end

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Freak Da Hoes


(Verse 1: Mannie Fresh)
I gotta lotta ones and I'm looking for the strippers
One could roll around the pole and make me open up my zipper
See you think you get the money when you go down there
I give you kisses for your lips when you blow down there
Girl let me smack that ass
Smack Smack that ass
Tell ya baby back back back back that ass
See the things that you do got me hollin "Oh wee"
If you lickin' then I'm trickin got me buying jewerly
Pop that pussy girl get up hussle
Push it up push it down now grip it with the muscle
From LaPhaesha's, Coco's, Gentleman's Claws
Roxberry, Harlem nights playa show me some love
To Peaches, Strawberry and pretty ass China
Babygirl in Diamond won't you show me vagina
You can find me at the butt-naked throwin my money
Me and Baby gettin freaked by this chick named Honey

(Chorus: Mannie Fresh)
All over the world y'all
I love them girls y'all
When it be poppin
Them dollas keep droppin'

(Verse 2: Turk)
Bitch yern know? I'm Turk ya ho
CashMoney hotboy in a black rov-uh
Burning up on fire, spin bins like dryers
I don't ride natural ride twenty-inch tires
Like 'em hot 'n hotter
Know when okay
Not a black ho a red one, gotta be straight
Talkin bout ass,a fat cat all that
Could act a donkey on that dick and take it from the back
Project hos and hoodrats dog
If she think she all that she get smacked dog
I need a bitch who don't smoke, not an alcoholic
Put monkey on that dick like Magnolia Shawty
I still like 'em hot who don't tell me to stop
Who know how to-work on that pipe, and drop it like it's hot
One who here to hussle and keep me straight
Always get it up and have her own cake

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Turk)
Say lil mama, if you a hot girl come with me
Come and follow Lil Turk CashMoney HB
First you wanted to holla, ya scared say ya scared
If ya not, bus it open and wobble on this head
Bitch do me right now, back that ass up
Do like my nigga now and back that ass up
You on fire yeah, plus you workin with it girl
Get with this real nigga let me take you 'round the world
I might do a little trickin' if you got that fire mouth
But if you don't look I'm a put that ass out
Might bust that ass out give ya diamonds and shit
But you gotta be a hotgirl to S*** a good dick
Don't act stuck up, keep it real with ya nigga
If a nigga get into it don't be scared to pull a trigga
Hot Girl Hot Girl look, that's what I need
A nasty bitch that could fufill my needs

Chorus

(Ending: Mannie Fresh)
See, this is it right here.
When you call yo house and 'All in' answer the phone.
Nigga name 'All in'. And you be like "Who's All in?" All in.
All in yo pussy, all in yo draws, all in yo shit,
all in yo motherfucking merchandise.All in. I'm All in.
Call yo fuckin house and ask for All in.
"Put All in on the phone."
All in is up all in yo pussy, ya hoids me? UH!
All in in this biatch!
"Hello? Who is it?"
"It's All in. Wanna talk to your girl?"
Nah, talk to All in nigga. All in all in that pussy.
All in her ass, all in her back, all in her spine ya heards me?
Feel that. By the way, where you keep your rubbers at dog?
I don't want to rawdick her, y'know?
I could rawdick her, but I ain't gon rawdick her
cause I don't know what's up with you.
I heard you a nasty nigga, you F**k a lot of broads.
I ain't gon do it like that.

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Growing Up


[Mickey]
I ain't nothin but a hustler, I raised like that
Pumpin gas or pumpin crack, we was paid like that
Ol' G's taught us game, we was made like that
Cross tha family, ya get sprayed wit a mac
Laid flat
My uncle was sellin crack, my father was smokin
Me and brother didn't like tha way my mother was (?)
So we promised to get my momma out
Betta car, betta house
And if daddy ain't gettin shit togetha, F**k it, a betta spouse
I know what this ghetto bout, I live that life
No heat, no light at tha crib at night
Stay strapped , gat attached next to my ribs at night
Cause them fiends'll try to steal yo life
Muthafucka this Chicago
Everything I live for, I die for
Cash Money tha click I'll ride for
Yeah, they showed me love when them label wasn't fuckin wit me
Now tha whole workld in love wit Mickey
Cash Money Millionaires nigga

[Hook(Turk)]
Growing up was hard in them project bricks
I ain't gone even lie dawg I ain't neva had shit
It was hard dawg wit out a father figure
Give it up to my mom cuz she stood tall nigga


[Christina]
Nigga I'm from city where niggaz gang bang and shit
Up on tha corner drinkin henny, tryna hang and shit
I tote em quick and make chickens get over
Tha first bitch in my gone get knocked tha F**k over
Shit I'm not playin, them bullets gone start sprayin
Start prayin, cuz gats gone start sprayin
Stop panicin, stayin calm to I bomb out this ghetto
Leg, back, arms, ice up to tha elbow
Rock Fenni, bitches envy me up in tha ghetto
Slimmy's pack simmy's, squeeze 50 in tha ghetto
Tote Gucchi coats, toast toast in they thoart
Hit tha roach, don't smoke, it'll have u senseless in tha ghetto
Cuz niggaz will beat u senseless in tha ghetto
I'm glad I moved my mom to tha ponds, out tha palms of tha ghetto
True divas neva settle for tha ghetto
Come on, and that's real Cash Money nigga

[Hook]


[Turk]
Three sons and a momma, growin up was hard
Couldn't keep up wit tha Jones, cuz we didn't have funds
In tha summer it was hot, cuz we didn't have air
Daddy wasn't even around like he didn't even care
I ain't gone lie, sometimes you to get pissed off
At my momma like it was her fault but ir wasn't at all
Used to keep a pair of tenny's for atleast 6 months
When they got scuffed up, we just ploished em up
Had to be inside early, yeah i punched tha clock
Didn't have no telephone or no cable box
Just my momma and my brother gettin how we live
One thing fa sho dawg we kept a meal
Livin on welfare and my momma's pray
Wishin that one day we gone get outta this hell
Thinkin to myself this shit all fucked up, times was heard for me dawg growin
up

[Hook]

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Hallways And Cuts


What chu know (What chu no)
What chu know (What chu no)
What chu know bout them hallwayz and cutz
What chu know , What chu no look look

Niggaz be servin brown in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz will lay you down in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz get they grind on in them hallwayz and cutz
Keep that Iron on in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be stashin rocks in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be toutin glocks in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be gettin full in them hallwayz and cutz
Wherein them black mugs in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz get they light took in them hallwayz and cutz
Stash pocket books in them hallwayz and cutz
Make a quick get away in them hallwayz and cutz
Nuttin but yellow take in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be smokin weed in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz shoot that dee in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz flee from the people in them hallwayz and cutz
Children find needles in them hallwayz and cutz

Chrous: BG and Mickey

Now what you niggaz know
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Now what you niggaz know
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Now what you niggaz know
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Now what you niggaz know
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz
Bout them hallwayz and cutz

Niggaz be straight chillin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be doin killin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be shootin dice in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be hittin pipe in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be hittin licks in them hallwayz and cutz
On that dope staight sick in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz got that work in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz do they dirt in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be on flight in them hallwayz and cutz
Put the jack out your life in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz come up quick in them hallwayz and cutz
From quarters to sellin bricks in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be gettin stuck in them hallwayz and cuts
Spooked out on they luck in them hallwayz and cutz
They be smellin like piss in them hallwayz and cutz
Everyday its the same ol shit in them hallwayz and cutz

Chrous

Niggaz be sellin wamin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be straight slammin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz have them people smokin in them hallwayz and cutz
They bust it wide open in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz get caught slippin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be straight trippin in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be on they shit in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz be straight snick in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz tare it down in them hallwayz and cutz
Take five wit they round in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz don't give a F**k in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz a F**k you up in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz get it how they live in them hallwayz and cutz
Niggaz shoot to kill in them hallwayz and cutz
Whoa its a dirty game in them hallwayz and cutz
Some niggaz lose they brain in them hallwayz and cutz

Chrous

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Its In Me


1-When I start to spray
Clear the way ducking shots
Cause once my gun cock
I then aim and pop
Im a donkey nigga, look here a untamed guirrella
Wilder than willa TC representer
Known for spending big spitting about 50
Plus Im quick to ride and give it to you bitches
A low down nigga
Always have always will
Uptown nigga, young and thuggin,
Ready to kill
In my blood and my veins be the way that I be
All I know is killin
Murder, drama, no peace
Lil nigga 19 got off the porch early
I don did it all believe that ya heard me
Nigga who like testing ya nuts dont ya do it
I dont hesitate especially if ya blew it
Ya set I run through it like a mad man
Dont think I wont do it
Leave ya mama sad man
Chrous: Its in me my nigga to be the thug dat I be
Its in me my nigga to wear beagats on rollies
Its in me my nigga to wear T's, Baud's, and Ree's
Its in me my nigga, its in my nigga (2x)
2-Its in my blood stream whodie to be the nigga that I am
Tought gats, flips hats, take a nigga from his fam
Nothing but streets shit is all a nigga know
Knocking you off your feet quick is all a nigga know
Drive bys and pull ups Im prepared anyday
Thugging as usual I do that everyday
Bitch niggas get roasted if they not from round my way
In the middle of the Quarters in one of them hallways
Quick to steal ya look Im real I aint fake
Give ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in ya thinking cap
You wont be thinkin no more
Nigga you'll be put to nap
A young nigga play it raw raw
And X your bitch ass out
Me and my nigga Rack quick to run up in yo house
F**k it I goes out cause its in me my nigga
When its a coke drought I told em send me my nigga
Chrous:
3-Im the one they talking about
Original hotboy, lil Turk nigga
Run up and get shot boy
With a long gun, a K with rounds in it
Nigga show that ya done
When Im spinning or grillin
None stop cousin that chopper a fool yea
Get a nigga mind right thats what it do yea
Blood and brains all over the streets
Is what ya see nigga fucking with me
Ill do you something awful
Split ya shit real deep
Close casket what ya have
Front row for ya peeps
I gear up in black
Somebody dying tonight
Look load up the Mac
Its time to ride tonight
Im disguised like a woman
Mask over my face
Gloves on my hands
Look no evidence for the case
Look thats how its gotta be done
Did smart and smooth
If you dont want trouble
Nigga betta be cool
Chrous: (til the end)

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One Saturday Night


[Mannie Fresh talking]
Hot in the ass you heards me
This a story about the saturday night
This the story of how my shit go
You tell yo' shit, I'mma tell my shit
(Check it out), see scratch (ery)

[Mannie Fresh]
One saturday night I was looking for some ass
I call shawt and ask her could she pass (come on over)
By the house so we can get it going
Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein
Could you bring your friend, the one that both like
And could we do the chu chu train tonite? (check it out)
Please give me, a big ole bag of weed
Some drink, some rubbers and anything that you need
I'm so high I want you to take this dick
Wear some shit that you can take off quick
Please hurry up, cause I'm so lonnn-ey
?? baby so hornnn-ey (check it out)
One moe' thang I just have to ask
Could you put the dick in ya mouth and blast?
That's when my alarm clock went off
A fuckin' wet dream and I nutted in my draws (awwl...bitch)
I said biznite uh uh uh uh that's my shit
All the chicks know I rap about my dick, on the saturday night

[Turk]
I go by the name lil turk, I know you niggas know me (me)
Nigga play, I'mma put that work and leave this pass the six feet (feet)
I'mma original hotboy, yes I'm down wit cmb (b)
Nothin come between me and my niggas, please believe me (me)
It's a saturday night of me and my niggas, bout to clic up (up)
Corner pocket going down, so you passin around and it will be big trucks
(trucks)
So you know that we love to stunt, so you gotta respect us (us)
You could play if you want and I bet your dog ass don't get fucked up (up)
I need a hotgirl 'bout whateva to come home wit me (me)
I brought a club over everybody goin home, we gon' make that creep (creep)
I'mma F**k her all night leave that pussy real so', but she don't want no moe
(moe)
Soon as I get finish, know what I'mma do, throw that ass out the doe (doe)
Yes I play the game raw, cause I don't give a F**k, bitch I don't care (care)
I'mma dog ass nigga, 'till the day I die, you better believe that dere (dere)
(that's my saturday night)

(Chorus)
Uh uh uh uh uh, one saturday night
Uh uh uh uh uh, that's what I like
Uh uh uh uh uh, one saturday night

It was one saturday, we was on the block
The block was so hot, we had to close up shop
Sarge flat tie it was dry all night
Try to catch them a mother, out dere servin that white
You better respect the people, if you know like I know
Unless you tryin to go do you a no no jose
That's why I'm 'bout to hit the club, and go F**k with them hoes
I don't care if a nigga want ten million foes
I close 'till tomorrow, I'm not servin the gram
I want be the one sargent flat tie slam
With the city off the chain, packing stuff up
My nigga Keith got a freak bitch, he once we tossed up
So we 'bout to jet on out and go hop in our whips
Got our strap one our hip incase a bitch nigga trip
One saturday night

Uh uh uh uh uh, you can F**k her, you can cry
Uh uh uh uh uh, on saturday night
Uh uh uh uh uh, I'm gon be naked
Uh uh uh uh uh, I can't think some shit, ya'll wait a second

[Mannie Fresh talking]
Could see, on saturday night
Your bitch cook breakfast
You should know cause you gon be there and shit
But if you gon be there, you need to call and let me know
So I can get the F**k up outta there on saturday night
You know sayin?
I mean, I love that bitch, you like that bitch, I love that bitch
Her head is like bad on saturday night
See what I'm sayin?
Saturday night head, is like best head in the world
On saturday night
Like ooo saturday night

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Project


[Turk]
They got this nigga named Rob, and Rob is my dog
His people doin' bad, sometimes I break him off
I got love for the nigga Â* 'round my way, they doin' bad
Every time we come outside, we say, "Look at they dirty ass."
He ain't worried 'bout it, he just keep his head up
And say, "One day, I'ma be straight. Y'all just watch when I come up."
Some days, my dog don't have nothin' to eat
Man, that shit is cold, but sometime that's how it be
His momma on stones, daddy on hero'n
Whole household fucked up Â* all of them bitches gone
Dog, they know they gone, tryin' to score from me
Knowin' I be with they son every day of the week
But they don't care Â* F**k that, not gon' play it like that
That's my motherfuckin' round, so I'ma give him respect
Even though shit fucked up, my round still be chillin'
Gettin' it how he live in this project livin'

(Hook [Hakiem])
In the project, niggas don't wan' see you come up
You don't give 'em what they want, they gon' F**k your head up
Like a man, bruh Â* you know how it be goin' down
Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown

In the project, you know niggas be stun'n, round
If a nigga don't play ya nigga, go lay your ass down
Like a man, bruh Â* you know how it be goin' down
Nigga be straight thuggin' when they livin' uptown

[Turk]
Look
Verse two, and I'ma talk about these project broads
Stealin' clothes, gettin' hustles, usin' them credit cards
Gettin' how they could, anyway that they can
Wearin' each other clothes, fuckin' each other man
Gotta respect they mind, let 'em do what they do
Broads like to look good, and they like to shine, too
Havin' babies like that ain't nothin' for niggas with names
Them hoes love a nigga with that project fame
Sittin' on the porch, just gossipin'
'Bout any and everything that be happenin'
This shit's real Â* get it how they live in the brick
You should know how it is if you live in the bricks
They do whatever it takes to keep a lil' cake
Catch them a duck, they want everything that he make
Yeah, they play it raw, but I ain't mad at 'em
I just let 'em do they thing, dog, I ain't mad at 'em

(Hook [Hakiem])

[Turk]
Everyday, it's the same old shit, but different toilets
Either you're hustlin' or you're starvin' like Marvin
Livin' from pillar to post, beggin' niggas for jo's
Gettin' played like a junky, disrespected by hoes
'Cause ain't no nigga gon' give you shit, get it for yourself
Flip 'til you can't flip no more for yourself
Gotta get off your ass Â* make it happen, my nigga
Even if it come down to you pullin' that trigga
Nigga, look, don't worry 'bout the next nigga
They gon' hate ya anyway, and that's a fact, nigga
So while they hatin', you just keep doin' your thing
Nigga get outta line is when you let your nuts hang
In the project, nigga don't wan' see you come up
You don't give 'em what they want, they just F**k your head up
Like a man, bruh Â* you know how it be goin' down
Nigga be straight project livin' uptown

(Hook-2x [Hakiem])
In the project, niggas don't wan' see you come up
You don't give 'em what they want, they gon' F**k your head up
Like a man, bruh Â* you know how it be goin' down
Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown

In the project, you know niggas be stun'n, round
If a nigga don't play ya nigga, go lay your ass down
Like a man, bruh Â* you know how it be goin' down
Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown

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Soldierette


C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon look, look...

(Verse 1 - Turk)
Verse one is about this chick named Karen
She wanted to be down, I told her first she gotta run Aaron
Take this work downtown to this nigga named Gary
Bring me back what I need, and I'ma make it happen
I'ma give you the world, keep you shop everyday
On tha real like a man, girl please believe me
I don't play
Look here I'm a man by my words
Nigga try to jack you I leave his brains in the curb
You get my back, I get yours that's how we play it
Got the got the job done before you get pay
I know you done heard you gotta work before you eat
Either you do it or don't it's all cool with me
Cause I'm straight look here you try to get where I'm at
Do it right the first time, and I'ma holla back
Wanna be in that limelight it's what you gotta do
But Look I ain't making you, it's all on you

(Chorus - repeat 2X)
A soldierette'll down whatever it take to be down
She'll drive from state to state,and bring her nigga the pound
She'll let you use her house, so you can hide the work
A real soldierette'll hold the thangs off in here purse

(Verse 2 - Turk)
Verse two is about this hot girl named Tasha
Great big fine with ass, just like her momma
Tasha wanted to be a superstar I heard
Willin' to do anything now tell me is that nerve
All that shit not even cost for
Wodie she trippin
All that just to be a rapper
Wodie she trippin
Better open your eyes before it's to late
You better dream quickly with that look in your face
Then what'cho gonna do, better listen to my advice
I'm only gonna speak once, lil' momma not twice
Nigga don't give a F**k about you but say they do
Fall for it if you want, Boo it's on you
Look is what you do make you think that your green is grass
Playin' to the end look that how you do his ass
Don't be a duck, just to get what you want
If is for you, It's gonna happen you just wait till it come

(Chorus - repeat 2X)
A soldierette'll down whatever it take to be down
She'll drive from state to state,and bring her nigga the pound
She'll let you use her house, so you can hide tha work
A real soldierette'll hold the thang off in here purse

(Verse 3 - Turk)
Verse three I'ma get it all with Kitty
A good cool trick who we use the house when we needed
Only thing she wanted is alittle bit attention
To get our shine on, and our name to be mention
We'll we do that for you look that ain't 'bout nothin
Gotta keep your mouth close and don't say nothin
Let us run shoot all day and all night
Mind your own business and it gonna be alright
We gonna play it down tha middle do a favor for a favor
You get what you want as long as I get my paper
This gotta be my hustla spot and only my shop
All that other traffic you got, Kitty it gotta stop
If they ain't breaking you off like him breaking you off
Let 'em know they gotta go respect your call
These days niggas not giving us nothin' free
I know the game cold, but look that's how it be

(Chorus - repeat 2X)
A soldierette'll down whatever it take to be down
She'll drive from state to state,and bring her nigga the pound
She'll let you use her house, so you can hide tha work
A real soldierette'll hold the thang off in here purse
SOLDEIRETTE

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What Would You Do


(Verse 1) Met this bitch named “Kitty� around the way bitch
A nasty hoe that every nigga don hit
But it's cool though
I'm in it to use the hoe
To hook me up wit her brotha get tha dope and tha coke
You know, Uh-Huh brother-in law type shit
Get cool wit tha nigga then you know I'm all in
Now he breakin me off, and putin me on my feet
But I got this funny feeling that the nigga playin me
Ten ounces a week! All this shit in my house
I'ma play it like he play it know what I'm talkin' about
I ain't given him shit, now nigga do somem
Heard he was a hoe so he ain't gone do nuthin'
Kitty say I'm down bad so I smacked tha bitch
She ran upstairs and got on tha phone quick
And called her brotha, and now he pissed off
What Would You Do? What Would You Do Dog?

(No Chorus)

(Verse 2) Nigga don plotted
Break in my crib tryin' get me I'm in tha closet
Hopin' and prayin' that they don't find me
I got a thirty-eight wit only two bullets in it
Two niggas what I'ma do I gotta thank quickly
Should I run and try to get away,
Should I stay try to shoot both of em in tha head or tha legs
Man I'm all fucked up stuck like chuck dog
And these niggas really tryin to bust me up dog
I swear if I live through this
Her brotha and his boy gon get killed fa this
And I put that on everythang you could believe that
Gon get all of these bullets they gotta bleed fa that
Playin' wit me Un-Un I ain't havin' it
On the farizneel I ain't havin' it
Stupid bithches ain't even check tha closet
I'ma start ridin'
What Would You Do?


( Verse 3) Let my momma and my brotha see tha car for tha day
Not thankin' these niggas gon run up wit the “K�
Lookin' for me, talkin' bout I owe them somem
Now if they want to they could wack mom's and my brotha
In broad daylight, these niggas playin' it raw
Handilin' my folks wit the gun in tha car
All that dope so you know that they don't give a F**k
Make one false move and know ya stuck
My people scared as hell all because of me
Owein' these niggas for tha last past week
And they tired of waitn' and they want do somem
Either they get they ends or they gon shoot somem
I gotta do somem real, real fast
Before it's too late and I hear that gun blast
Can't happen like that
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do If That Happened To You?

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Yes We Do


[Lil Wayne talking]
(Lets go, F**k wit me)
Weezy We nigga, lets go, oh oh oh oh, do it, do it
HB's nigga, we run tha streets nigga,lets go(oh, oh)
We run tha streets nigga(oh, oh, uh ha oh) Weezy We my nigga(oh, oh)
HB's dawg(oh, oh, uh ha, oh)lets go(oh, oh,)lets go(oh,oh)
What you know nigga(oh, oh)What you know about tha streets,
nigga what you know, huh what you know, look, look, listen

[Lil Wayne]
I'm like a dry rubber wit tight pussy, ya can't F**k wit me
An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it I'm bustin'
You niggas don't amount to nothin' & me, I'm top notch boy
Any problems I cock, glock sparks & knock out hearts
You see tha ice twink we I talk, ya blink & ya dead
I'll let a hollow tip sink in ya head, so think it over
'Fore they find ya ass hangin' over a bridge & shit
While I'm out drinkin' wit tha squad like I ain't did tha shit
I really hope ya click come back for revenge & shit
I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon shit
A nigga duct tape ya ????? don't get me pissed
Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip
Bitch nigga here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat
Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat
I'll cock & pop one in you cattle, push your filta back
An niggas respect tha shots, make 'em tilt your hat(what you)

[Chorus]
You don't want no trouble nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
An you don't want no beef nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
An you don't want no drama nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do

[B.G.]
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell
In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods, & jails
I'm a street nigga, sold ounces of crack cocaine
If I spit it, I did it, before I got in this rap game
One of my hobbies is beef, do that for pleasure
It's nothin' to bust a head, put a few wholes in ya sweater
Never get in a situation wit me involvin' guns
Never able to sleep always on tha run
One way or another you gonna come
Outta isolation, if it mean killin' ya ???
You thinkin' cause I'm rappin' & be on television
That I won't soften ya head & come split it
Close range is fake, bustin' from a distance
Tha shit I'm talkin' my nigga, I'm still livin'
If any nigga want it, can get it wit no problem
All these niggas playin' but me, I come to stop it

[Chorus]

[Turk]
I don't play nigga
Better watch what ya say nigga
Cause I F**k up ya day nigga
Wit this K nigga, I gets very low down
Give a F**k about a nigga, hit 'em wit fifty rounds
I'm from uptown, young & thuggin' since I was small
Grew up around killas, hung wit tha big dawgs
Nigga we play it raw as it go, were I stay
Run ya mouth too much, get found in a hall way
Wit a head shot, look that's how niggas get it
Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it
No evidence, no witness, you just assed out
Busta ass nigga, you just assed out
Fuckin' wit a guerilla ah untamed one at that
You leave ya house in ya want I bet ya won't make it back
You could believe that, look betta get it right
Get it twisted if ya want, I betcha gonna loose ya life nigga

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