Bm J.r. Lyrics - Tha Carter (screwed And Chopped) - Lil Wayne

(Baby Talking) 

Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin bout' 

I peepin'these niggaz out here they slippin like they ain't bout 

money no more man, so what fuck 

You know what we gon' do ha? 

We gon' do what we been doin nigga 

We gon' load up, get alot mo' and alot mo' and say fuck em' 

Nigga 

Keep buyin' shit 

Keep fuckin hoes 

Loadin up on mo' bitches 

Then you know what I'm sayin, we gon' get greedy too nigga 

I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind 

(Lil Wayne) 

I GOT IT 

I GOT IT 

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(Lil Wayne) 

Murder Capitol, only key to survive is kill. 

If the elements don't murder you, 

Tha rydahs will... Fa real. 

And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest; 

Get involved, 

And I got em' playin' dodgeball wit bullets. 

(YEA)I got the sawed off, fully 

in the Sean John hoodie 

Get fucked--ya play pussy. 

(HA)We hit em' up while dey ain't lookin' 

And tha body shots hurt But tha head shots took em' 

DAMN! 

And if tha red dot spot em' 

Then tha hollow-head got em' 

Knock his tops to his bottom Jack. 

(Yea) Ya see we grind from the bottom 

Just to make it to da bottom 

At the very bottom o' da map 

Louisiana-- 

Piranhas Every where U at. 

U gotta wear a extra condom 

And a extra gat. 

Ya bitch could get it fa actin' like a man 

And niggaz in Pak-istan, Impactin' on ya man 

I backed his hand... ya man on command 

In fronta niggaz he cool 

wit dem boyz on fan. 

I'm on hot. 

I adjust in different climates 

Stuck in a animal--Keep runnin wit my prime mates 

U ain't did it til U done it like in fives states 

Weezy-hustle, No blubber, I put on weight. 

And in a drought 

I go on a diet and strecth more 

Lose all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch marks 

You'nt even come up to a nigga chest 

Pause Up, 

PAW, What tha fuck they play dat in da club fa? 

Real Shit 

I'm duckin' bombs from a drug war 

No religion, but da cops swear dat I'ma drug law 

Father forgive em' fa dey know not who dey pushin' Lord 

Father forgive me if I have to send em' to you Lord 

I'm just tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da god 

They ridin' up high way to Heaven boulevard. 

DAMN! 

Dem niggaz pussy and jive--not even in tha eye exam 

They ain't lookin fa I. 

Fa A and a K 

I'll make ya face crook to tha side 

Now when U smilin' everbody gotta look from tha side. 

Cuz when U wilin' U ain't lookin' 

U jus lookin' High 

And when we hungry, U look like pie 

Sweet potato-ass nigga 

U lemon Meringue--Apple custard 

Cherry jelly--Don't make me get tha biscuit busta (YEA) 

What up chizzle? 

U my distant brotha 

Real shit nigga 

Same father--different motha (shit) 

I skip tha frontin' and stick to keepin it "trill" 

U not know me fa nothin' otha 

I'm somethin' otha 

than people U feel 

I'm deeper fa real 

I'm deeper than skills 

My speeches can kill 

Rest In Peace! 

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(Baby talking) 

Yeah, you underdig, shorty its all about one thing nigga, 

If you bout money nigga come fuck with us, 

if you ain't bout money get the fuck from round us nigga 

And whatever you bout we bout it, however you wanna get it we can give it to ya nigga 

Order bitch, ya underdig 

Put ya prints in nigga 

Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and lets roll 

(Weezy-talking) 

Let me get it back 

HEY... HEY 

(Lil Wayne) 

U sleep in a field fa tryin a dude 

I'll bust ya head to da meat. 

Turn ya mind 2 food. 

Food fa thought 

THINK! 

I ain't lyin' 2 U 

I'll lie his body in grease 

Set fire to em' 

I'll tie his body in sheets 

Put tha tires to em' 

Make em' feel tha Escalade 

Put his feet in tha blades 

DAMN! 

I'm tha heat in tha blaze 

And niggaz keep they ways 

When I'm in tha streets wit Blake. 

Watch... 

My nigga hungry--he'll eat tha plate 

And if I ask tha homeboy 

he'll eat ya face(YEA) 

And tho' he got me 

U can ask 

I'm like a pool table 

I keep tha 8! 

My side pocket--side wayz 

When I pop it 

leave a nigga side wayz 

fa five days 

Bird man talk 

(Baby talking) 

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' again shorty 

If it ain't about money get all the fuck from round us 

(Weezy -talking) 

Fuck dat... I'm comin' bak gurl! 

(Lil Wayne) 

Check my swag 

I travel light--sound dog 

U play hard and I gravel like ground dog 

I'm under ground call me ground hog 

Lay down laws call me ground law 

But don't confuse me wit da law 

Naw--but just confuse me wit my paw 

Because I am the Birdman J-R 

I ain't trippin' nigga 

I play tha corner like Rip-Kin nigga 

Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin nigga 

Rip a nigga 

Flip ya vehicle 

Split ya windshield 

Whack ya baby mama 

But I let tha kid live 

And people say that I am a kid still 

Cuz tha lil' nigga still ride on big wheels. 

U feelin' animal then come on and get killed 

This kid peel bandanas like bananas 

Say I'm slight bananas 

I blow a weekend in Havana 

In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from Savannah 

Man a train couldn't stop ya man 

I'm man up and U not a man 

Stand UP 

say I got my land 

I'm tha man of my land 

Call it Lil' Weezy--ana 

That's tha new plan. 

(Baby talkin) 

Yeah nigga, you bout some money get at me nigga 

Thats the only way 

Dumb shit we bout that get at me 

Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga