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アーティスト:Lil Wayne  アルバム:Lights Out  作詞:CARTER DWAYNE/DORSEY CHRISTOPHER N/GRAY TERIUS/GREY T AURUS  作曲:CARTER DWAYNE/DORSEY CHRISTOPHER N/GRAY TERIUS/GREY T AURUS 

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(Turk) Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas, and sharks Niggas that's 'bout beefin' - lettin' them K's spark Knockin'-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers - them real niggas Niggas who did time - hard-to-kill niggas How you live, you get it is the way a nigga play it Niggas ain't fightin' no more - niggas bustin' your head Sendin' you to your grave - it's do or die, cousin Aimin' straight for your head, makin' sure you die, cousin They dressin' in black, prepared for combat Ridin' four deep strapped with choppers and macks Not givin' a fuck, gettin' your cut, lettin' it bust You get hit, that's on you, my nigga - you're outta luck You're stuck like chuck - wodie, you're assed out That's what happen to ya tryin' to be hard, runnin' your mouth Get erased, my nigga (my nigga) Look here: I leave no trace, my nigga (my nigga) No witnesses so can you see my face, my nigga (my nigga) Fled the scene - so you have no case, my nigga- -case, my nigga Look here: you can play if you wanna get down Get your stupid ass left where you can't be found (Hook (B.G.)) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa?) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Juvenile) I was wrong for a lot of shit that I'ma take to my grave Continuously whippin' niggas like a runaway slave Must was meant for me to be thuggin' - I stay in some beef Baby and Slim keep tellin' me, "Juvenile, stay off them streets." I can't help - I draw attention; they be fuckin' with me I'm hot in the ass and can't get enough of these streets A lil' nigga in the Rolls screamin', "Fuck the police!" Peelin' out in front the club, about to duck to the east Now play yourself, you gon' find yourself by yourself In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck My life is four hundred degrees, so I bust 'em up Still stickin' to the g-code, Ree's, and B's Quit drinkin', but I will smoke some weed indeed All they understand is my project English And if you don't like it, you can kiss my penis (Hook-4x (B.G.)) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) (B.G.) I run the streets 'cause I'm real if it's daylight or dark You a killer, nigga? (Eah?) Ain't no fear in my heart I'll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war I'll even go K for K with ya - now make your choice Better know when I'm in beef that I be creepin', nigga Better know that I'm a snake, and I'ma sneak ya, nigga Each time I hit the corner, I be leavin' niggas Momma upset - can't even go on and grievin', nigga Nothin' change - I'm on TV, I don't play with you niggas Still the same that'll spin broad day on you niggas And empty a hundred out that K


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