Lil Wayne — Tha Mobb

[Intro] Yeah Hardbody, hardbody Carter, Carter, Carter Yeah Let's go [Verse] Cash Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side They can fuck with us if they want, I bring 'em homicide Word to my mama, I'm gon' continue bombin' Told her gettin' out the game is like coming out of a coma I'm trying, but I'm normal, when this rap shit get boring All I ask is that you pray for me (Please) And the beat keep crying, and I'ma keep beating her (Yeah) Fee, I'm fucking her, I'm deep in her, sleep in her (Yeah) And what happens when the reaper come? (Huh?) I'm just hoping that he sends that elevator up (Yeah) I made enough, I ain't make shit (Nah) So while I'm here, I'ma take that and take this (Nigga) Breakfast, yes Let's eat, wipe your mouth when you finished (Yeah) Then hunt for the lunch and dinner No beginner to the criminal activity (Come on) Fuck with them, they rushing in like Seminoles (Oh), Indians (Oh) No bow and arrows, Harold (No) Just Ninas, Gina (Damn) Just choppers, Robert (Damn) Carter II, tell me how is you gon' stop a riot? (Huh?) I lock and seal it (Yeah), I'm the best, I can feel it (Yeah) I'm in the lead, I could pop a wheelie (Got 'em) Not for rookies, late bloomers, stay in the womb (Go) I'm here, motherfucker, make room, boom Young Tune, the big kahuna (Yeah) It's my ocean, baby, y'all niggas is tuna (Yeah) Better now than sooner (Yeah), Junior Flying 'round your city, tryna take a number two on ya (Hah) I ain't goin' nowhere special, I won't never leave (Uh-uh) Shit, I'm already a legend if I ever leave (You know) Can't get rid of me (Uh-uh), not little me (No) Man, I got 'em, I'ma get 'em, B (I got 'em, B) I'm hungry like I didn't eat (Yeah) I want it like I didn't see a mil' before seventeen (Boy) What the fuck you niggas telling me? (Huh?) You pups can't keep up with the pedigree (Get back) Catch me where the weather be (Hah) Somewhere in the seventies (Yeah), call myself settling Palm trees, promethazine, but what's new? (Tell 'em) Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop (Yeah) Get fucked so many times 'til it's fuck you (Fuck 'em) So, how you wan' do it? Baby, we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm with it Money or murder, you my nigga (Yeah), my jelly preserver I'ma ride, baby, 'til the judge give me a verdict, yeah Hear me or heard me, I get it and serve it, 'cause (Yeah) Every time I did it, I hit it and hurt it, yeah Now I kill it, the mission accomplished, yeah The niggas abolished, the bitches astonished, and (Yeah) Then they pay homage, when did they find it? But Now that they know, it's a must I remind 'em, so They don't forget it, I underline it, and I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin', youngin I been through all that, I done done what you sayin' I put it down when the others was playin' (Yeah) When the jungle was open, I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears, and brought it back to the lions (Yeah) Hold court with the apes, I'm a gorilla, but lighter (Yeah) Got the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah Start 'em, ignite 'em (Yeah), I walk through fire Watch the flames start multiplyin', woo, yeah Alter a nigga, nina talk to a nigga (Yeah) Take a chunk out your body like a shark bit a nigga (Damn) I'm awkward like Cartwright, fuck with a nigga Shot ugly, but my arch right, come on, dawg, bark, bite (Nothin') Fork in the road, I'm always going right Nowadays, knowing life, ain't no more road lights (Woah) We can't see, but we gon' make it to the finish line It's right there, the goal line right behind the scrimmage line (Hut) Touchdown, check the scoreboard, give me mines (Yeah) Semi nine fit me fine, hit a nigga twenty times (Bah-bah-bah-bah, bah) Damn, then one more to the face (Bah) Just so they close the casket like I pay to close the case (Yeah) I'm made, straight mafia shit Front line, top rank, ready to die for my shit (Yeah) And the obvious shit? If I talk about my rivalry, they probably get rich So fuck 'em, I'ma let 'em sit (Yeah) And I ain't ducking 'cause I'm right here (Right here), I'm chestin' up I don't care who at the top of the stairs, I'm steppin' up (Woah) See, you fucking up the money, baby And that ain't good business You starting to look like a witness (Fuck 'em) And this is for the gangsters and the bitches (Yeah) The hustlers and the hoes (Yeah) Crossover? Whatever, mainstream? No 'Cause Wayne thinks silent (Ah), Wayne'll never fold (Uh-uh) You heard it right here if the game was ever told (Nigga) Lift up your toes and look under a rug Trust me, that's history under all that dust So deep down in the dirty, there lies us (Who?) Yeah, Cash Money Records, and I'm still upfront (Yeah) Stunna, pop a bottle, baby, peel us a blunt Let's eat and talk about all of the niggas we cut But, you know what? Let's not fuck up our lunch That's real shit if you ever seen such, church [Outro] Tha Mobb Nigga