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Текст песни Lil` Wayne f Juvenile - Respect Us

Lil` Wayne f Juvenile - Respect Us слова песни

[Lil` Wayne]What what whatWhat what whatWhat what whatListen, listenWhen.. I come through.. bustin`Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin`Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin`Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin`Catch me at tha shop, I will.. be.. thereAnd my prices stay low, I keep.. it.. thereAnd if you want it raw, I got.. it.. right.. hereAnd if you want war, I am.. your.. nigh-tmareThis is all I know, it`s bang bangI hustle and slang slangMy block.. I hang hangWho am I? Lil` Wayne, manI represent CMBMy cell is ten in heatI usually get in beefWas taught that it`s him or meI pop head-bustas quickI rock here for my brickI chop that, I`ma (?)My shop here (????)I always.. thug in blackAnd always.. bustin` gatsYour girly`s.. fuckin` backNow how you... lovin` thatChorus: Juvenile (repeat 2X)Hot Boys wodie, respect usRepresentin` Team Cash-Money Re-cordsIt`s warfare, you betta, vest upBut if you ain`t scared, they blow, your sets up[Lil` Wayne]Listen, listenI give it to `em how they ask meRaw and nastyTha AK, I pack itBelieve I`m `bout that actionSlash a busta like a fractionI`m on that yollaStandin` on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulderRide on your block, I see a dozen of weak jerksNow it`s time for your momma ta order a dozen of T-shirtsFor only half-a brickI`ll blast tha fiftyAnd I ain`t gon` stop shootin` `til I jam tha clipYeah, I`m a small creeper, whatBut it`s about ta get uglyYa`ll betta call people upI`m about ta start shovin` my sawed-off between your gutsWayne `bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people upYa`ll betta duckWhen it get real, they hide from meBut, all them bustas `bout ta get killed, I`m tired of itMan, I`m thuggin` `til tha day I.. I die, cousinWeezy Wee.. let `em burn, bring tha fire truck in... (whoooo!)(Chorus 2x)Nigga, let it be knownI`ll come blow up your homeTake a few blunts to tha domeAnd.. show up aloneJust me and my.. flame-torchWayne start.. dangerWalked with my head down like a stranger, and banged yaBurnin` off that HennesySome-a ya`ll be feminineBounce in with a twitchLeave `em crawlin` out a ditchGod damn... son of a shhh!.. Don`t speakI cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. Give `em heatYour cheese, I got.. ta.. get.. paidI`m goin` all out, no matter what.. it.. takesI.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paperKill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my.. natureTote M1`s and keep.. tha.. block.. hotSell wrong colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hotNever add taxes to.. my.. price, manAnd if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, manWhat!(Chorus 3x)[Juvenile}Uh, uh, uhSay Lil` WeezyYou did this one here, ya heard meThey ain`t gon` never get weared out from this oneIt`s like they said, boyIn tha year 2000, it`s all about WayneIt`s your chrome, man, run that thang17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtownDo that thereHuh, huh, huh, huh

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