Lil Wayne — Holler

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Ight, pay attention [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I’m feelin’ like I’m trapped smack-dab in a cage Wrapped in the rapture of the streets all day I ain’t got chruch, I got work, but I’m saved And I don’t know if this is how to behave, it make me wanna - Holla Burnin’ in the fire but I’m cold Will I ever stop, bet my tires tell ya, “No” I’m holdin’ down the spot, ‘cause bitch niggas hit the road, Fuck ‘em! But I know real G’s never fold, it make me wanna - Holla Ridin’ in the city in a z0’ And now I keep it G, they play with any, I’m gone And I don’t need a key, ‘cause when I’m here, I’m home My city! Correct me if I’m wrong, oh, it make me wanna - Holla Hustlin’ in this mothafuckin’ hell I’m all about my dough, anything else is unreal I know I got ‘scale, but fuck I got bills You don’t know why a nigga feel, it make me wanna - Holla [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Yeah, yeah It go - gangsta, gangsta, steamer in the Sema My flow Billie Jean, who feelin’ me? Kill his team We in the jungle, but gotta get that gorilla C.R.E.A.M And for that squilla, we fight and kill-a, for real-a By any means I got to get it, even if I spill it That green, I gotta take it and feel it Yeah that green we take it, place it in Phillies and lace it with sizzurp We blaze it, they a be feelin’, don’t wanna be disturbed You hatin’ homie, you get it? Get yourself some work, and take yo’ bitch back, get yourself some err and holdin’ my skrrt It’s Pimp Juice, from the same Thomas P.J.’s Crawl over to the 17th Ward, been hard Then I crawl to the east, and I balled in the east Now talk ‘bout me, when they talk ‘bout the east Nigga, call it like you see it, Weezy’s a young G Came up on a hundie and flipped it to Young Money Uh