Let 'em All In Lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Intro: DJ Drama] 

I realize you niggas is like the objects in the rearview mirror— 

You really appear much closer than you are 

Got a long way to go, young boy 

[Verse 1: Euro + DJ Drama] 

Uh 

Uh 

Check 

(Catch up, niggas!) 

Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in 

Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks 

Don't play with my wave 

Know what? Let 'em all sink 

I don't need therapy, I got so big 

Even when they talk crazy I still don't shrink 

I'ma black out, Michael Blackson's skin tone 

Homie gotta sit for a while back home 

Hotline bling if you get his phone 

Gotta own up or you get disowned 

Eyes dried up, I don't really cry much 

And the gold chain match everything I touch 

Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign 

Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin' 

Bane from it, I came from it 

I'm raised by it, I'm stained from it 

Shot for the stars from the darkness 

I aim from it, now change comin' 

Who'd have thought a nigga shake somethin'? 

All these records, I'ma break somethin' 

Playin' my shit around the graveyard 

Y'all fuck around and wake somethin' 

Mean mug like I hate somethin' 

Hit the stu' and I ate somethin' 

Great rapper or a great hustler 

Promise you I die a great somethin' 

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[Verse 2: Cory Gunz] 

And I am beginnin' and endin' 

A nigga run in kickin' and flippin' 

A nigga worth spendin' 

A nigga with the semi admittin' 

Glock is definitive on 'em, iron Emmys 

Got an eye on 'em 

Still on these niggas more than any one of you 

We knuck if we buck, if you my brother we up 

If not, I don't give a motherly fuck 

Only in us we trust, you fuss we hush 

They rush we bust, adjust, and dust and flushed 'em 

If you don't know what my salary is 

You 'bout to know what a fatality is 

What the reality is 

If I don't know what my calories is 

Then nine times out of ten 

You won't never know where your cavity is 

Hit a forty, know it had to be his 

A dude foul with a smile 

They would never know how mad that he is 

They don't ever know what pattern he is 

He gotta be from Earth 2, or somewhere from out on Saturn he is 

Now I'm goin' where no gravity is, some other galaxy shit 

But we'd rather talk about the MAC and the bricks 

We takin' on all names, it ain't no more games 

I'm a stand up nigga, Cory Kaepernick bitch 

I don't know what to call you 

Niggas claimin' they loyal to the soil 

But boy I'm loyal to the oil that boil 

To court with the all you 

You cannot avoid it when I'm gonna destroy you 

Work from the ceiling to make sure that I fall you 

I'm dedicated to this rhyme shit 

S double, the militia gang, they don't ever try them bitch 

I got a nine and click, a high been brick 

A bottom bitch, I buy them thick 

Drivin' stick, I'm fly as a bitch, and I give dick 

I ride the five, my partner crip 

Shout out the east, we parkin' shit 

I just revive, I don't remix 

I don't remind, until C5 we got D6, nigga 

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[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] 

The best things in life are free, not cheap, free C5 

Message, no reply 

Rest In Peace, no peace sign 

I keep an eye on these guys 

My third eye give her sweet eyes 

The bird eye's view keep spy 

But I can get your wings deep fried 

Try, try again, keep tryin' 

All the traffic hours, you a taxi driver, we some maximizers 

Ever heard of San Francisco 49'ers, we some masterminders 

Made it to the top just to get sniped from the floor at the very bottom 

Ain't that a bitch, man tell me about it 

But I ain't trippin', unless the trip is private 

I sip in silence 

I tried to make it beautiful, this shit came out perfect 

Let the guns speak for they self, I ain't never been a loud person 

Walkin' 'round the house in the turban 

These niggas washed up with no detergent 

Take your heart and I am not a surgeon 

Pullin' triggers like shower curtains 

Ain't got no soul because my baby sucked it out of me 

Me and my whoas in Las Vegas playing the thot machines 

Stick to my goals, expectations like a soccer team 

Waiting to exhale only to let out some steam 

Girl let's make a movie, what's a movie without a shower scene? 

Treat my semi like an Emmy, need some nominees 

Taught me how to count before they taught me how to read 

I knew all my OG's before my ABC's, damn 

[Outro: Lil Wayne] 

That's some sick shit