Baby AKA The #1 Stunna Lyrics
Baby AKA The #1 Stunna Lyrics
"Neck of the Woods Lyrics"
Different Lyrics
Tell myself, on the ride home. Getting tired, hating all I've known. Holding on, like it's all I have. Count me out, when it's clear that I, find it hard to say. And you, find it hard to care. I wanted to see something that's different, something you said would change in me. Wanted to be, anything different, everything you would change in me. Got this way, upfront but never true. God I'm wrong, it's just the way I am. Crashing down, any chance you hear. Caving in, any chance that
Tell myself, on the ride home. Getting tired, hating all I've known. Holding on, like it's all I have. Count me out, when it's clear that I, find it hard to say. And you, find it hard to care. I wanted to see something that's different, something you said would change in me. Wanted to be, anything different, everything you would change in me. Got this way, upfront but never true. God I'm wrong, it's just the way I am. Crashing down, any chance you hear. Caving in, any chance that
Featuring Lil Wayne
Intro:
Uptown
Yeah...Yeah
Nigga
Chorus:
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood(uptown)
Show you what we livin like(uptown)
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood(uptown)
Show you what we livin like(uptown)
Lil Wayne:
Shhhh
Gangsta to the core
Ankle wrap flamer
Paint your kitchen floor
Wit your whore
Shit you can't ingore
Things you endore when you fucking wit the boy
All I hear is Weezy don't kill me no more
I hear you bullshit
I play mat at door
I'm not a category
I ain't there wit ya'll
I got a positive vibe but I ain't scared of ya'll
Git the kid nigga did never that at all
that rat a tat go off
a black kak kak kak
I gotta bitch so fine her name Perrion
She know how to stash quarters so we carry on
I blow outta town
Grass when I'm outta town
Uptown in the buildin shhhh not a sound
Cuz killas don't get heard about
They get whispered about
Or the
Ride the Cliche Lyrics
(Music by D. DeLeo; Words by S. Weiland) She no wait, but she know me Intake purge, it's my disease Hold me closer let me be Hold me closer let me go away Barely know you know my name Trip the witch and ride the shame Just because you're so cliched It don't mean you won't get paid
y'll get murdered out(nigga)(Music by D. DeLeo; Words by S. Weiland) She no wait, but she know me Intake purge, it's my disease Hold me closer let me be Hold me closer let me go away Barely know you know my name Trip the witch and ride the shame Just because you're so cliched It don't mean you won't get paid
Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Birdman:
The first shot
The first nigga got shot
We bust him open like a blunt on a marley nigga(yeah)
A Hundred G's
Nigga score some keys
Then we went to the hood and then we all started ballin nigga(started to ball)
We know them people been paper chasin
So we stay out the way then we pull out the hardest nigga
We keep the gates close, in case you wanna know
You come to the hood I bet you a target nigga
Its all good till you catch a case
A nigga never escape cuz you addicted to money nigga
Well let me bring back yester
Bullets & Blades Lyrics
Footsteps behind you a killer at large murder for sale on the streets With weapon in hand the manhunt begins no rest til the job is complete No right and no wrong only dead or alive a target a prize to be won If the money's enough then there's no place to hide just one more notch in a gun Bullets and blades the tools of your trade The weapons of death surround you Your reason your rhyme your partners in crime Your hands are still stained with their life All it takes is a twist of your knifeday
A lil homie I know got full of that barma nigga
Fuckin round wit that Kid N' Play
Nigga fuckin wit G's a nigga twisted his body nigga
Well let me tell you bout this game I know
You keep flippin dough homie you'll be ridin the flyest nigga
Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Lil Wayne:
Got it on you mind let daddy say sumtin
All that play buckin
Gone get your face buttoned up
Now when you smirk
You look like Jay-Z's shirt
Fucking wit that turf
I'm puffin on that smurf
Fuck it come holla and tell that poppa put away your dollas
Your son got chopp
And if you got enemies(yeah)
Your son got enemies(believe that)
It's that uptown energy nigga!
Birdman:
Don't waste no time on no bullshit
If it ain't hood shit
We spend a lil paper nigga
Well if you catch em in the hood nigga
It's all good shit
Go head do me that favor nigga
Well let me take you down deep in the inside
It's where they hustle and the homies try to get it right
It's when you gotta ride
It's when the homie die
And the money can't stop the pain in the inside
Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Uptown (repeat)
Footsteps behind you a killer at large murder for sale on the streets With weapon in hand the manhunt begins no rest til the job is complete No right and no wrong only dead or alive a target a prize to be won If the money's enough then there's no place to hide just one more notch in a gun Bullets and blades the tools of your trade The weapons of death surround you Your reason your rhyme your partners in crime Your hands are still stained with their life All it takes is a twist of your knife
A lil homie I know got full of that barma nigga
Fuckin round wit that Kid N' Play
Nigga fuckin wit G's a nigga twisted his body nigga
Well let me tell you bout this game I know
You keep flippin dough homie you'll be ridin the flyest nigga
Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Lil Wayne:
Got it on you mind let daddy say sumtin
All that play buckin
Gone get your face buttoned up
Now when you smirk
You look like Jay-Z's shirt
Fucking wit that turf
I'm puffin on that smurf
Fuck it come holla and tell that poppa put away your dollas
Your son got chopp
Red River Lyrics
Words and Music by Keith Darran McGuire and George Pearce I remember campin' all night down by the river's edge, skinny dippin' in the bright moonlight, divin' off a ledge, skippin' rocks across the water, fishin' on an old trout line, gigging frogs till the early mornin', smokin' dried crossvine. Chorus: Take me back down where the Red River rolls; send me back to Lou' sianne. Take me back down where the white water flows, to the Cajun promised land. Give me my line and my old pirogue.
asWords and Music by Keith Darran McGuire and George Pearce I remember campin' all night down by the river's edge, skinny dippin' in the bright moonlight, divin' off a ledge, skippin' rocks across the water, fishin' on an old trout line, gigging frogs till the early mornin', smokin' dried crossvine. Chorus: Take me back down where the Red River rolls; send me back to Lou' sianne. Take me back down where the white water flows, to the Cajun promised land. Give me my line and my old pirogue.
And if you got enemies(yeah)
Your son got enemies(believe that)
It's that uptown energy nigga!
Birdman:
Don't waste no time on no bullshit
If it ain't hood shit
We spend a lil paper nigga
Well if you catch em in the hood nigga
It's all good shit
Go head do me that favor nigga
Well let me take you down deep in the inside
It's where they hustle and the homies try to get it right
It's when you gotta ride
It's when the homie die
And the money can't stop the pain in the inside
Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood uptown
Show you what we livin like
Walkin like a man
Finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket
I'm an uptown nigga NIGGA!
Uptown (repeat)