BM J.R.

by The Move

(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
(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!
(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

BM J.R.

by John Legend

[Baby Talking]
Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin bout'
I peep 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 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
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will fo real
And niggas know I goes hard to the fullest
Get involved and I got' em' playing dodge ball with bullets
Yeah
I got the sawed off, fully in the sean john hoody
Get fucked ya play pussy
We hit em' up when they ain't lookin and them body shots hurt
And the head shots took him
Damn
And if the read dot spot him then the hollow head got him
Knock his top to his bottom jack
You see me grind to the bottom just to make it to the bottom
At the very bottom of the map
Lou-easy-ana pirahnnas everywhere you at
You gotta weigh an extra condom and an extra gat
You bitch could get it for actin like a man
Them niggaz in Pakistan impactin on ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
In front of niggaz he cool with the boys on fam
I'm on, I am just in different climates, duckin the animal keep on runnin wit
my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states,
Weezy hustle no blubber I put on weight
And in a drought I go on I diet and stretch more
Loose all that weight, leave a nigga with stretch marks
You don't even come up to a nigga chest paw, supa,
what the fuck they play it in the club for ?
Real shit I'm duckin bombs from a drug war,
no religion but the cops swear that I'm a drug lord
Father forgive em' for they no not who they pushin lord
Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya lord
I'm just tryin to dodge the shots they send to the god
They riding up highway to heaven boulevard
Damn, them niggaz pussy and jive, not even in an eye exam they ain't lookin for "I"
The A and the K will make ya face cook to the side
Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side
Cuz when you wildin you ain't lookin, you just lookin high
and when we hungry you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon merangue, apple custard, cherry jelly
Don't make me get the buiscut buster
What up gizzle you my distant brother
Real shit nigga same father different mother, yep
I skip the frontin and sticks to keepin it trill
You not know me for nothing other than people you feel, I'm deeper for real
I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill
Rest in peace
[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
Order bitch, ya underdig
Put ya prints in nigga
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and lets roll
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Ay, ay
You sleep in a field for tryin the dude
I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food
Foot for thought, think I ain't lying to you
I lie his body in grease set fire to him
I tie his body in sheets, put the tires to him
Make him feel the escalade, put his feet in the blade
Damn
I'm near heatin and blaze a nigga keep they ways when I'm in the streets with blades
Watch, my nigga hungry, he'll eat the plate
And if I ask, the homeboy will eat'cha face
yea
And though he got me, you can ask, I'm like a pool table
I keep the eight
Haha
My side pocket sideways when I pop it leave a nigga sideways for five days
Birdman talk to em'
[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
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Ay, ay,
Check my swag, I travel like sound dog
You play hard in the gravel like ground dog
I'm underground call me groundhog
Lay down lawgs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law, naw but just confuse me with my paw
Because I am the Birdman J-R
I ain't trippin nigga, I play the corner like ripkin nigga
With the 40 cal ripkin nigga, rip a nigga
Flip ya vehicle, split ya winsheild
Wack ya Baby momma but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still, cuz the lil nigga still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then come on and get killed
And sig pill bandannas like banana's
Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in havana
In my cabana with my bottom bitch from savahnna
Man a train couldn't stop ya man
I man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land
I'm the man of my land
Call it lil-weezy-ana
Thats the 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