Текст песни Lil Wayne - Tha Blues
Lil Wayne - Tha Blues слова песни
[Lil Wayne]Come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come onAin`t nothin` nice or sweet (Huh?)They don`t even much understand this (Uh-uh)Look-Now when I crawl up out the Rove` I got quarters and O`sForty-fours under my clothes, I`m drunk and blowedAnd I done told them boys if they play I dump their mothersNow they findin` niggas everyday slumped in guttersI come through on the block strapped, bumpin` Bubbafor the summer in a bright orange pumpkin HummerStumblin’ from the Courvoisier, and lots of hayAnd make me run in your place and take your pops awaySee, they got niggas in my hood who can`t cop the yaySo I can get it understood and have you chopped todayAnd not to say I could even hit your block and sprayAnd try to knock all the bone structure out your faceStick a potato on the head of my nine, it`s deadly quietLeave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pigThe plan is to take everything and kill `em allYoung or old, nigga, big or smallAin`t nothin` nice(Hook [Lil Wayne])Ain`t nothin` nice around here, stupidKeep playin`, you won`t see next year, stupidAnd in the van there`s a box in the back full of plenty of toolsAnd when you see me on the block, I come to give `em the blues[Lil Wayne]Look-Now we all do dumb thingsPlayin` with Wayne doesn`t have to be one of `emI`ll murder his father right in front of himNone of `em are ready for the trouble I`m `boutPull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop outI got two double Desert Eagles, bustin` at your peoplesCussin` at polices, and roughin` up your niecesSee me just off the meters Don`t leave without the heatersBelieve this, my nina`s got more shelves than AdidasYou see the slick jackin`, believe it`s glocks and millimetersRun up on your family and pop your senioritasA lot of Hennessy, just twist that lil` babyDamn, them hollow tips just missed that lil` babyThis is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomyTechnically I`ll murder anyone who disrespectin` meSeventeen Carollton, mess with me, I bury oneThree-eighty, I carry oneCome to kill up everyoneWhat!(Hook [Lil Wayne])[Lil Wayne]Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cockAnd niggas be like Q-Tip `cause they breath and stopBelieve or not, the ki`s ten G`s a watUntil I die apple and Eagle that be`s the blockAnd he`s so hot that four hundred degrees the spotAnd weed and vodk` got me wanna beat a copI grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dotAnd I`m hangin` out the Beamer top releasin` shotsFollow me, everybody in the family die sourlyNiggas drop hourly ruinin` your economyLiquor power me, now there`s nothin` that can bother meCreep up in your window while you`re sleepin`, take your child with meI`m wild, and Wheezy more violent than Dennis RodmanSlide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of menA lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like StoudamireRide around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house(Hook [Lil Wayne])