[Lil' Wayne]
  Aw aw
  Aw aw!
  Aw aw!!
  Peep me out, look!
  Head bustin', black fatigues
  So blunted, 400 degreez, it's sweet
  Nigga, respect me
  When you see tha left hand buggin', nigga, respect it
  But if you see tha left hand bustin', nigga, your disrespectin'
  Took one to tha chest, I never die, I'm tha same brotha
  Jump out and shoot K's, let 'em fly, I'm tha same brotha
  It's a must they recognize that I'm untamed, brotha
  Disconnect a boy like a damn change number
  Uhhh, hang up and try again
  I kill ya, wake ya up, and make you die again
  Spark it up, and make a nigga block fry again
  Go ta jail, and do life, not five ta ten
  Me, Lil' Mario, and Toolie, that's my man, fam
  My niggas don't give a Jean-Claude VanDamme
  About'chu, 'cause we don't play around
  Bring tha K around, spray tha town, take tha ground
  Take tha ground that you walk on
  Tap tha phones that you talk on
  Jam ya up and take your arms off
  I hit you twice with tha sawed-off
  And your nigga just watch your head fall off... fall off
  You think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what)
  I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what)
  I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be up in all black, (be in all black)
  numb-nut
  I run up in your house with a tommy gun, what
  I'm standin' there like all mine
  Run through your click like a weak defensive line
  Doggy fresh
    [Turk]
  You want war, nigga, let's beef... beef
  We can do it how ya want, or take it to tha streets... streets
  I'll be dressed in camouflage, Ree's on my feet
  Through your air (through your air) leave ya burnin' like heat
  What ya.. know, I'm tha one from tha T.C.
  Chopper shooter, block bruiser, I'll bet any G (any G)
  On fire, nigga, label, that's a HB
  And if I can't kill you.. killin' your family (family)
  Think it's a game, 'rilla, test my nuts, you'll see
  How fast I send shots through your 6V (6V)
  Heads bust if ya really think it's CMB
  And I know you all know about Slim and B
  We get our ball on, nigga, drink Cristy
  Me and Buck get head from meekos in Tennessee
  Betta ask somebody, nigga, I been a G
  And the Baby still servin' niggas for ten a key... nigga
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Aw, aw, aw, look
  Call me big baller, Big Tymer, big pockets
  Call me big stunter, big stick, or big body
  Call me that lil' nigga with tha Role... fulla diamonds
  Call me tha number one Hot Boy on fire
  Fire, when you shoot outta town, then I'ma holler
  With a crate of Crystile, couple of blunts, and a condom
  Let him know if (let him know if) he down bad, that ain't my problem
  Ler him know if he come at me bad, then I'ma chop him
  Ch-uh.. chop him
  Put tha flame to him
  All of a sudden tha thing hits straight through him
  'Cause I'm tha same nigga, pimper boy, Lil' Wayne
  Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe strings
  But since I use ta be.. doin' tha best at thangs
  That mean I gotta wear a vest that day
  I really think them niggas jealous... of tha sparkle in my necklace
  He ain't ready.. he ain't ready