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    Freestyle Session – Lil’ Wayne
    “Go
    Weezy Wee, bitch
    S-Q-A-D Siddeven, holla at us, underground
    Muhfucka, what you know bout Weezy huh? Holla at me dawg
    I got it, it's right here, listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Holla
    I'm off the rocks squat the box ???
    The Sqad pop 'em I'ma fuck with the hottest
    Diamonds droppin’ temperature, bitch I'm one of the finest
    And to be honest, I got all these hoes stocked up like ??, Now who you fuckin'?
    Ice shining colorful, like a sack of fruit or something
    With no heart for bitches like ??? or something
    I be the true to nothing thorough nigga, young, raw, and famous
    Get money 'til I'm dead or 'til the day of my arraigning
    Spittin' game through the platinum smile
    You can see the fuck I be saying from half a mile
    How I hop out of the colossal Tahoe filled up with models
    Poppin' bottles with pussy poppers that gobble until they swallow
    See I'm a pimp playboy when it come to these hoes
    'Cause all I give is cum to these hoes and run from these hoes
    I comfortably roll in the latest sleepy eye Mercedes
    Heat up for the haters ?? for the ladies
    Miss, so watch your back, and watch your mouth cat
    Weezy shit, this our click
    You 'bout that? I send my Sqad to where your house at
    All of a sudden niggas gs, why the fuck is you trippin'?
    I cock and shoot up one of your knees, why the fuck is you trippin'?
    You listening? I'm official pimpin'
    Be lowkey dippin', Range Ro' be twistin' on blades
    I'm O. J. Simpson, pretty limpin'
    Big fucking cannon holding me back
    With some shit from off the Discovery Channel on my back
    My niggas drowned in smoke, underground, pound daily
    My hoes like Nelly cause they go "Down, down baby"
    I used to dog chickens, cluck 'em, fuck 'em, and duck 'em
    But now I'm more mature, I fuck 'em, fuck 'em, and fuck 'em
    Stuck inside of the game for damn near two decades
    And I'ma make you see the insides like a x-ray, aww fuck
    Huh? Drunk off Cris', mami on e
    Weezy on e, mami cummin' on me
    The diamond long links sparkle tough in the light
    You do a lil' something tonight, I buy you something with ice
    And I ain't stunting a price, shawty I can afford it
    I been had dough before I was recorded
    Started to order you a Mercedes C 240
    But I thought it would be more nice for you in a Ferrari, peep me
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    It's whatever, holla
    I ain't stopping, I aint stopping
    Check it, check it
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Muhfucka bet' not fuck with this nigga
    I'm itching, clutching the trigger
    Muhfucka you can end up in a river, shit
    I'm like a tornado I’m twisted off of shit
    And my pistols off my hip but I give a shit about who I hit, fuck
    I'm fucked up, I'll fuck you up for fucking up
    Guns up like "What's up?", get your fucking guts cut
    Tough luck bruh
    Wonder why your bitch act stuck up?
    'Cause the slut got Weezy nuts stuck up in her fucking butt
    Yung mack flip crack quicker than acrobats, get at me man ?
    Look call me Wayne a. k. a. Big Daddy 'Caine
    Nigga can't tell me nothing 'bout the game
    Been in that deep shit, every year I'm M. V. P.
    It's just in me
    Rims on the 'Lac like 22 inches
    Play with me, I open up your back like 22 inches
    Guerrilla pimpin'
    And it really isn't wise for niggas to start poppin'
    At any given time them niggas could start droppin', peep it
    I'm off the strip muhfucka what you want?
    This a freestyle coming from off the top out the trunk
    Niggas be like Mase and go to Church
    But I go to the trunk and then I go to your shirt
    Holla at me, I'm the don bitch
    Look we can get it on bitch
    Gotta get another rap to flow on bitch. Hold up, aight, aight, aight
    Listen, playa, all I do is get bread, I'ma head to them cowards
    And if they ever try me, I'll bring y'all the head of them cowards
    This big spending, see the heads on them dollars
    It's big pimpin', you see your bitch lipstick red on my boxers
    Choppers pop at any time for any given reason
    Leave 'em not breathing under cement for one disagreement
    Freedom, we ride on them bitches, rollin' through sittin' high on them inches
    My mission's to make sure Sqad get expensive ???
    You niggas better get defensive, your care will get intensive
    Shot put humps on top of your head like Bart Simpson
    I spark instant, now who want it? I'll light your set
    'Cause I'm all about money cocksucker, my life a check
    I'm spectacular, I let the Tec tackle ya
    I spit 16 after ya like I rap with ya
    Put your chest in the back of ya
    You would think a truck hit 'em, it's Weezy, don't fuck with him
    Better lock me up or get me to the graveyard quick
    Come and get me I spray, spark, spit, it's straight war bitch
    Niggas is hoes, like they take long dick
    I wave chrome shit at home, shit, make domes split
    And may I say these fake niggas on some Ray Charles shit, blind to the fact
    9 to ya cap, blat, put your mind in your lap
    I ride with the gat for hard times, crimes, and rats
    It’s rhymes of the crack, my Sqad, I'll die for that
    I climb in the 'Lac, drunk off 190 ?
    Don't try me cat, I take this shit beyond the rap
    And this Ecstasy is why my eyes are black
    Don't like baby moms but the X make her thighs look fat
    But fuck the bullshit I grind for scratch, I scrape and scruff, bake and cut
    You hatin' us? We tape you up
    I spin ya corner make you duck from blazin’ bucks
    Bandanas, braids, and cuts, I'm gangstad up
    Muhfucka
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Oh, oh shit, oh shit
    What they want?
    I dont think they want Weezy. Do you think they want Weezy?
    Check it, check it
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Lil' nigga pass slow in a S 430, ya hoe be like "That's so purty"
    Fuck with me I'll show your chest no mercy
    Sqad get so dirty, but still we do it clean
    Bring action to these fake ass niggas like movie scenes
    I pop so much X man I feel like Wolverine
    Wake up in the morning, lips burning, can't move my spleen
    See this lil' dude is mean, strapped up with tools and things
    I'll get you different drugs mixed up like Smoothie King
    The heavy platinum jewelry bling over the white tee
    Watch your wifey, she's mostly likely to blow me pipey
    I'm so exciting
    Money, murder, steal, kill, rape
    You should do like the Internet and start to Bill Gates
    This whole world gon' end up with some bad fucking tumors, listening to these Cash Money rumors
    I'll blast, bust, and shoot you, hit your block without the mask, fucking screw you
    Treat you like a bitch, bitch look at me while I do you
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Ok, ok, homie, ok
    Peep it out, Squiddad
    Let me catch my breath, let the Danger track roll
    And let me holla at you, now let me holla at you, check it out
    S-Q-A-D
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Don't fool with any niggas like me
    We pull triggers like weeds
    Swigger off the Piņa Colada
    Dreams of having cream and the power
    You need a problem? I'm the meanest to start with
    And got grams the size of the head of Gina on Martin
    For any discomfort the Ninas is sparking
    Be in your apartment, many assault men and semi-revolvers
    Keep it clean, I'm a young Sqad street teen, only into green
    If you intervene I'll leave your ass colder than Winter
    And y'all just look like bitches
    You get fucked then I nut up
    And just like bitches, I leave you face down and butt up
    Nigga what up? I just bought a record to say fuck Hip-Hop
    I spit it for them niggas who grip glocks
    Dip cops, flip rocks, and when the bricks drop
    We fix blocks, suddenly watch the income
    Fuck with me, watch the outcome
    Niggas don't wanna hear the glock rung
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    That's that real shit, that's-
    K, ok, ok
    Yea, holla at me, holla at me
    This for all these niggas, you know me
    Listen, let me tell you who the Sqiddad 7 is, bring it
    It's Weezy Wee, Lil' Jay, Lil' Tez, Lil' Fee Fee, Lil' Yo, Lil' Sammie, T-Redd
    Holla at us, holla at us, holla at us
    Can't forget ???, don't forget it
    Check it, check it
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Playboy I pimp huge
    See the whip cruise on big shoes
    Slide out the shit, cool, frostbit jewels like igloos
    See Weezy gets loot, that be why your bitch choose
    But dude, I ain't got nothing for her but some dick juice
    I stick tools in the pocket of the S. Q. leather
    They gon' have to rescue this fella if he stress my pleasure
    I tells you once, I'm the don, you can trust my word
    I say with a Herpes dick, nigga fuck the world
    I be with niggas that could get me years
    I be with hoes and bitches that favor Britney Spears
    Listen here, you see the Sqad Minked up, Platinum S. Q. linked up
    With a freak ???? nut ‘til my dick shrink up
    You think it's soft? Let the thing bust 'til I'm seeing pink guts
    Niggas watch them pigs come, they trying to sink us
    You know who I be, Weezy Wee muhfucka
    I ain't gon' stop the flow until the end
    K we got a new game, I'm running, punting, I ain't passing the ball
    You other niggas just be crashing the boards
    With a team full of great players, but I'm a veteran, all-star
    And let's be real man, I'm better than all y'all
    I'm the truth, I'm the reason, I'm the meaning, I'm the shit
    I'm the alleged convict in any Sqad incident
    Last name Carter like Vince and shit
    But I don't slam balls and goals, my life's money, cars, and hoes
    Cadillac white walls and 'Bauds, pimpin' partna
    Plus I can get more work out than a fitness doctor
    Let's get this partna, I'm the young don these niggas honor
    And those of you who ain't cheap can't buy a vowel
    It's 'cause the child's mom will eat me up like Jeffery Dahmer
    Libel to find my condom inside of dry vagina
    I'm kinda calm, drama goes with my persona
    A minor with intentions to harm ya, holla
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Ok, ok
    Switch it up right here, switch it up, switch it up
    Listen, listen, take this money, make this money, get this money
    Puff holla at me
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Homeboy it's Sqad shit
    It's gon' be Sqad shit, swallow it
    He who disrespect, hollows follow him
    Flash the pistol, watch 'em stop and pose like they modeling
    Blast 'em, watch em stop, drop, and roll like they firemen
    Seriously man, I got enough money to buy ya men
    Turn 'em against you and make 'em kill ya mom and them, don't fuck with me
    Buck 50 on the dash of the box but that's only approximately 'cause it really do like two ?, blue fire
    Wrist looking like blue fire
    Piņa Colada got me spiked like barb wire, Weezy Wee, Sqad rider
    Holla at me, you know you know me
    Got out the streets and start hustlin', there's still some fiends who owe me
    Blow me some dro, nah I ain't smoking I stopped that
    My niggas still get puffed out, I catch the contact
    I'm kinda fucked up, fuck with me and I ain't gonna leave you kinda fucked up
    I leave you fucked up, believe this stuff bruh, it's Sqad shit, bitch
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Oh shit, I ain't finished
    Oh shit, I ain't finished
    I ain't finished Duke
    Check it, listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    I come up from a shit deep town, where you hear sounds like "Click", "Squeak", "Pow"
    Get down or you dying, niggas tote iron
    Got that coke flying like birds, not the ones with feathers, I'm talkin' weight like birds
    And you might get served if it’s proper enough
    Or find your nerves on the curb if you a cop or something
    A baller blocker or something, I'll send your noggin a hundred
    Have the whole block sprinting, dashing, jogging, and running
    Type of life I live, Gotti would love it
    Sqad property buddy, some young niggas with a mafia budget
    Can't nobody put nobody above it
    And if they do, they find they body with your body above it
    Fuck it, let's take it public, nah leave it the gutter
    Fuck it, let's go and dump 'em, nah leave 'em in the gutter
    Hustler, keep it thuggin', why the fuck you niggas buggin'?
    The hot 9 slug it, dug inside of your fucking jucket (jacket)
    Call me Weezy you bitch
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Ok, ok
    The d. j. just informed me that I got 20 more minutes to rap
    How the fuck I'ma do that?
    Holla at me, if you feel me holla at me
    Sqad, I gotta talk to make some of the raps look more long, you know, holla at me
    I'm a real nigga, you know, you know me
    D. J. Riddaj Smoove
    'Bout to blow your head smoove off, cool off, dude you soft
    You know me, let's go
    Is y'all ready? Check it out, check it out
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Listen, I keep the pistol hidden in the big pockets, hear shit cockin'
    Better get flocking or get gotten
    Dawg I speak with the gun, nigga's holla in the street like "What's up?"
    I tell 'em "Chika buck buck chika, get the fuck"
    The droughts come bring the pots out, let's do what we do
    You fuck with me I send more shots out than D. J. Clue
    Now who seeing me? Not a person
    Got a personal grudge with these commercial thugs
    No studio with me, true
    I shine hard and I be flossin' very sweet
    But I'm like Iverson dawg, I be ballin' but very street
    Keep my name out your yapper, or you gon' have to try to keep my flame out your cappa
    I ride around with like two bodies framed on the clapper
    The tool cocked for he do pop for beef, move out for chiefs
    Supply two blocks a piece two blocks a piece
    My crew watch for cheese and I do stock my cheese
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Dude, dude, who you know fucking with me man?
    Check it, check it
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    What up world? This here your people Weezy, holla at the don
    Real nigga dude, I promise that to God
    When I swallow half the Dom I go loco, stressed, hoping I'm not cursed
    Walk around with TECs poking out my shirt
    Niggas show off for them hoes, try play hard, with they chest poking out they shirt
    Try me and I send shots, leave they chest poking out they shirt
    Yes, expect the worse when you fuck with the Sqad right?
    Pull you out your car at a stoplight
    Catch you in the waist, make you my height
    This shit's not nice, I'll have you chopped twice for a hot price
    Or I can take off my ice and hit your block and stop life
    Can you see that?
    Properly under my seat is where the heat at
    Directly in your head is where the bullets meet at
    I be that cat who make sure my Sqad ball gracious, 'til The Lord take us
    We gon' all get paper, just stay faithful
    Cross the gate bitch and we rape you
    Ain't nothing sugar nigga we all salt
    Fuck y'all and that's y'all fault
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Holla at us
    Man this Sqad shit is real, real biddig
    Ooo shit
    I ain’t - oh, oh, oh
    Check it, check it, check it
    Follow me
    Listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Homie I speak for the streets, scream for the ghetto, and holla for my folk
    Die for my Sqad, kill for my dough
    My attitude is fuck bitches, fuck haters, fuck cops
    My real father is a hoe, my attitude is fuck pops
    I'm living it up in a nice home, riding in trucks, tough drops
    And I'm a young nigga, I don't even know how to do the bus stop
    But I got my money right
    When I hit the club, make it a sunny night
    See the fake flossers, bum ballers, is a funny sight
    Watching dudes front for these hoes in they Chevy right?
    Pull up next to 'em in a 500 bumpin' Betty Wright
    Keep my shit spaghetti tight
    Playboy put the hood on that
    We buy sports cars and put the fuckin' hood on that
    My bank got too hot to sit on so I stood on that
    Any place, you be careful 'cause I could own that
    Moët and E, I'm good on that
    Your bitch looking at me, I should bone that
    Y'all niggas know where the fucking don at, holla
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Holla at me, Weezy Wee, holla at me, Weezy Wee
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Check it, check it, check it
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    S-Q-A-D-S-H-I-T, that's what I represent 'til I die
    Muhfucka bust one in your eye
    Flip pies, I used to do that shit in like '95
    But I'ma switch it up to '99, 2000, 2001
    I ride cars that's 2000 and fun
    You know the motherfucking whip be cruising on shit, 22's
    And hoes be losing they mind, boy
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    It's about to come, it's about to come
    What y'all want? What y'all want?
    Check it, check it
    Fee Fee ??
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Flippin' in a whippa
    Peel the top back like a zipper
    Skippin' on them chrome dip slippers
    Rippin' on the lips of a stripper
    If that's your bitch mister don't kiss her
    If so you might as well kiss a pistol
    'Cause all I do is shoot off in her whistler
    She finna get my name on her shitter
    And I ain't even hit her
    My nigga Fat did her, and slid her to the rest of the Squidda
    Forget her, another bitch just paged in
    Weezy blazing, come through in something amazing
    I ball so good I need a sports agent
    Look at me and squint your eyes like Asains, what's wrong?
    My jewelry's like a white boy, always stoned
    I got a big home but I'm always gone
    That's why your bath towels is always gone
    Hoes I meet nowadays panties always gone
    And baby after I fuck I'm always gone
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    I mean I got a wife at home, you know me, holla, ha, holla
    Bitch I can't love you
    Holla, hahaha
    Listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    Homie I go hard, push a whip with no hair on its head
    So all I'm feeling is air on my head
    With some hoe that you might know, she sucking all the air out my head
    Meet you close to knock you square out your head
    Sip the Cris’ to clear out my head and try to get my loot up
    In Cuba with a translator ?? coke newer
    Plus the prices is cooler
    I Come back through the hood with that dirty
    And tell 'em I'm like Tiger Woods, all I got is birdies
    Got bitches in they 30's calling Weezy poppa
    But Weezy not daddy bitch, 'cause Weezy in and out ya
    Weezy never spouse ya, Weezy give shit about ya
    And Weezy don't Master Suite, Weezy living room couch ya
    How about you be a good bitch, and take these pies I just cooked up
    And tape 'em to the ??? or your thighs
    I gets high 'til I can't focus
    But a main focus to remain focused, they ain't focused, muhfucka
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Holla, shit, holla, oh shit, oh shit
    Boy, boy, boy
    Ok
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    I spit it for them niggas who run the corner, palm the revolver with honor
    Any beefs involving homie, your momma
    Homie we swarm out the Eddie Bauer, thoughts to devour
    Spark and shower, we get more stupid than Austin Powers
    Smell the aroma of marijuana, Coronas when upon us
    We do just what the neighborhood have shown us
    We murder opponents and don't think about it, forget about it
    Niggas won't do shit about it
    Wave the pistol, get the bitch up out 'em
    I'm off the ????, chicks on my dick, proper than Cindy Crawford
    Any problems I pop the chopper and knock the appendix out him
    Hit the block with bricks of powder
    What you know 'bout doing that?
    And splitting a key with flour, making it two in fact
    Dawg I'm all street, if you want Hip-Hop, here's what I give you instead
    I'll make you hip out when them fuckin' bullets dig in your leg
    Positive niggas talking spooky, y'all ain't scaring nobody
    Y'all love Mos Def, I love fucking John Gotti, holla
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Aight
    Listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    I wish that there was no taxes, no cases, no police, and no races
    No rapists, wish they had a 700 Mercedes
    Wish my Sqad live happy
    I wish my kids grow stronger than me
    I wish my momma live longer than me
    Last edited by Tunechi Lionches; 10-08-2011, 10:27 PM.
    "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
    Guns and stretchers
    Cristal and dubs for breakfast
    I just got one suggestion - none should test him
    'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
    Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
    Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"


  • #2
    Re: Freestyle Session - Lil' Wayne

    I wish the cops stay off the corner this week
    I wish the gutta, ghetto neighborhood hunger would cease
    I wish them niggas who ain't got shit would stop hating on niggas who got shit
    And you know I wish for Pun, Biggie, and Pac shit
    I wish that I could get high but when I'm high I wish I wouldn't get high
    Sometimes I wish I wasn't alive
    I wish for Heaven gates to enter
    Wish for Lakers' tickets at the Staples Center
    My seats, floor me
    Wish Chris Childs wouldn't of hit Kobe
    When I see Lauren, I wish I knew why my heart burns
    Wish 22 inch rims wouldn't rub on sharp turns
    I wish these hoes stop lying
    I wish these niggas stop lying
    Wish dope heads stop using, as if they not dying
    [Lil' Wayne Talking]
    Fuck it. That's just some shit I wish for, fuck it.
    Aight. That what you want?
    Aight, listen, listen
    [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
    I wish I ain't have to go on tour to sell records
    I wish I ain't have to sell records
    Fuck, I wish I ain't have a jail record
    Wish every bitch gave head
    I Wish I could've saved Dad
    I wish I make money 'til I'm a dead man
    I wish my chain wasn't heavy around my neck
    Wish hoes wouldn't suck dick and try to kiss down my neck
    Wish I ain't have to get locked up for slapping her to the ground for that
    Bitch I wish you wouldn't wanna be down for that
    I wish there wasn’t no droughts
    I wish there wasn’t no fucking coke ??
    I wish Shyne, Suge, and fuckin’ – oh shit
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Don’t stop it though
    Shit, boy
    Fuckin’ D. J. Raj Smoove haha
    Listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga respect Weezy
    I leave everyone of you bustas to suffer
    Fuck with me I’ll touch any fucker you got love for
    The Sqad’s a motha – shut your dicksuckers
    Kick up the ruckus, find your mother stuffed in nature
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Oh I can’t do that one
    Ok, ok
    What you know about Weezy dawg?
    What the fuck y’all know about Weezy?
    Holla at me, holla at me, holla at me
    Let’s switch it up
    Holla at me, Weezy is the muhfuckin’ don
    Don’t get it tangled or twisted
    Your head will get splitted
    Tell the whole world that I did it
    You bullshitted
    We don’t front; is Sqad shit exactly what you want?
    We bring it to your head and your -
    Boy, boy, check it
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga we peel guns, and homie we fear none
    Intentions to kill some, from bitches to children
    For real we will come inside of your buildings
    With glocks and M-1s, and pop and then some
    Let them 4s blaze
    My niggas blows haze
    Guzzled ??? ever since we heard Jay
    Be dying the worst way
    Who want it? You bitch you
    Sqad is the official shit
    Pistols spit behind little shit
    I get a bad bitch who lick
    And keep her posted up on the low
    She never cook pork but only cook coke
    Die for respect and hope, look beyond I’m a celebrity
    Hold moms for ransom, head sold separately
    I’m a ape dawg
    Trapped in the jungle, can’t escape dawg
    But I bet you be the last man standing like a 8-ball
    And I ain’t worrying ‘bout balin’ no more, I’m past that stage
    18 years old, I got cash that age
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Who fuckin’ with me?
    I’m 18 years old and I got cash that age, muhfucka
    Shit, ok, ok, listen
    This how we gon’ do it
    S-Q-A-D-S-H-I-T
    Ok, yeah, yeah, hahaha
    I like that, I like that
    Lay low muhfucka
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    I can’t live forever
    And so forever I’ll forever be thuggin’
    And if there’s ever any trouble then the metals be bustin’
    I swear to God, let ‘em be fuckin’ with me and see something
    My Sqad ride, I bet we be up on the street to heat somethin’
    We peace nothing cousin, this here is war and we battle
    Big guns with deep barrels, bullets leap and leap at you nigga
    Bricks go for 10 gs on street value
    Patience is fragile, niggas be glad to come smash you
    The S Class is casual for the summer
    Let me redeal, I bring out the 64 on three wheels
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Holla at me dawg, holla at me, holla at me.
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga we gon’ be here for a long time
    ‘Cause we done been here for a long time
    Now who want it – some problems?
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Uhh, uhh, oh shit
    I ain’t finished
    Check it, check it
    I’ma free’ ‘til the bars’ gone, free’ ‘til the bars’ gone
    Holla at me
    Ready for the track to switch up
    Bitch play with me I’ll smack your bitch up
    Bitch suck my dick up
    ‘Til she get the hiccups
    *Hiccups*, excuse you hoe
    Now I got to lose you hoe
    You know how Sqad dos you hoe
    Move you through the shit smooth and slow
    Now you gotta do the whole click
    You know how to fuckin’ go, suck the whole dick
    Catch the whole nut until you never don’t spit
    This some freestyle shit until the track gone
    Bitch I’ll fuck you ‘til your back gone
    I shoot the gun ‘til the Mac gone
    Rap on
    Oh, I’ma rap on
    Oh, I’ma rap on
    Oh, we gon’ take it back to the streets with this one
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    17th Ward nigga
    My balls thicker, scars and hard liquor
    Revolve quicker if I’m involved in war nigga
    Fuck the laws and fuck peace
    We all live raw
    And we duck them boys and run streets
    This shit won’t cease
    You got a problem when you fuckin’ with Weezy the don nukka
    ‘Cause this shit that I palm in my arm is going blucka
    And I’m young but a wise nigga
    But in the meanwhile I’m wild going at it
    Fuck it, tryna join my daddy
    Automatic weapons, pow
    You can call the paramedics now
    And if any test the child he stepping on deadly grounds
    I’m repping Hollygrove to my fucking grave woa’
    And chase dough, slave hoes, and keep my head low
    We can’t let the feds know nothing
    We keep it quiet as kept
    If someone frontin’ you find him dest
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    I’m sorry
    What the fuck is “find him dest”?
    I meant, “If someone frontin’ you find his death”.
    Death
    7, S. Q.
    Holla at us, check it.
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Pistols burning
    Pop the barrel, turning
    It got the faggots squirming
    We closing any open shop we ain’t concerned in
    Coke the size of Sherman Klump we flipped and doubled
    And dropped the whip on dubs and dipped in Bubble
    Get a bad bitch to hustle and move product
    And split them niggas quick as fuck if them dudes try her
    Not behind the hoe, but only behind the dough
    And behind the dough I kill whoever stand behind the door
    You ain’t tryna go that route with the Sqad, it’s rough, I promise
    We kidnap your mommas and sit our johnsons on her tonsils
    ?? inside the S. Q. bombers
    And we leave families emotional like Carl Thomas
    So stay from ‘round us
    And to be honest, ain’t nothing for me to do away with you
    I be the same nigga that blow a Tre with you
    Then let a K hit you
    Fuck you nigga, I ain’t got no love for none of y’all
    Make you my underdog, put you under dawg
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Under dawg, holla
    This shit we doing is under dawg
    Man, listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Bitch I’m explosive
    All this niggas know this
    Weezy, I’m your woadie
    Holla, guns is toted
    Never fucking loaded
    But I keep more E
    You know how I do it bitch, I do it for me
    I do it for the streets, I do it for my peeps
    I do it for Sqad
    I do it ‘cause I ride
    I do it ‘til I die
    I never gets high
    I’m always on my toes
    I never fuck bitches, I never fuck hoes
    But I only gets my dick sucked
    That’s because I got a real bitch that’s on my siddide
    Down with the Squiddad
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Oh, oh that my nigga Six Shot
    Yeah, bout to run it
    Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh
    Check it, check it
    Listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    I do just what I motherfuckin’ want
    I never live with regrets
    I speak from the shit that bleed on the left side of my chest
    Take heed to the shit that gleam on the left side of my waist
    Or take three to the left side of your face
    A multiplatinum artist still riding with TECs and 3-8s
    A hustler, you can see the crack residue left on them plates
    They fucking with me, I’m predicting death on them snakes
    I ride in a frenzy
    Ride in a Benzy
    Fuck it, tryna fire my enemies
    Fire a sack, recline back, and feel me
    I spit that filthy shit
    That gutta, guilty until proven guilty shit, get back at me
    Let’s just spit rapidly at chests, you better fucking halt
    Or the glocks with the thunderbolts make you do somersaults
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Holla at me mothafucke, holla at me
    Holla at me muhfucka, holla at me
    Holla at me muhfucka, holla at me
    That’s my nigga, yeah
    Listen, listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    This is for the Sqad I sip Moët with
    This is for the Sqad that I pop X with
    This is for the Sqad I be in the house of blues with
    This is for my Sqad that I usually fools with
    This is for Lil’ Jay, this is for Lil’ Yo
    This is for Lil’ T-Redd, this is for Fee-Fee though
    This is for my nigga Sam, all call him Supa
    This is for my nigga Tez, stupid ass nigga
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Haha holla, holla
    I was feeling that one, that was real nice
    Was real nice
    Ok, ok
    Listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    We carry automatic machine objects in jean pockets
    And clocks with beams cocked and fuck with me - seeing doctors
    The Sqad be in monster trucks with screens and bobbers
    Passing green and brown chocolate like John Stocktan
    Who stopping these lil’ niggas? Nobody, it’s impossible
    Find me in a Benz – aqua blue
    Rims colossal dude
    And right under the seat’s a glock or two
    Don’t make me pop at you
    And got two Hawaiian tropical bitches that will swallow you
    People ask me “Weezy, why you do it so big?”
    I pop my collar, drop the roof off the 6, then shoot up the bridge
    Listen, I’ve had loot since a kid
    I ain’t just start having dough
    As a matter of fact, I started having dough
    I’ma be fancy, send some warnings at folks
    Be very cautious or them Glock 4s get pointed at throats
    I bet he choke
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    What you don’t know?
    It’s Weezy the Squiddon squiddy
    Get with it
    Holla at us
    Oh shit, holla at me
    Ya, ya, ya
    What these niggas know about that nigga Weezy?
    What these niggas know about that nigga Weezy?
    Fat, I got us
    Is you ready?
    What these niggas know about that nigga Weezy?
    Not a muhfuckin’ thing
    They don’t know that I got a muhfucking thing right up inside my pants and I’m ready to make a bitch dance
    Holla at me listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga fuck with me, get washed away
    Glocks and revolvers spray
    Cats get they corners blazed
    Blast with enormous Ks
    Understand Weezy be the don an ain’t no fading him
    Play with him, shots turn him dome into a stadium
    Beef with me and my gun immediately bust repeatedly
    Unleash this pop one in your bitch Victoria Secre-
    ‘Atures creepin’ without the lights on
    Doo rag, G Nikes on
    Hope the choir sing your ass a nice song
    Niggas ain’t tryna collide with the Squiddad
    It is not wise
    I’m robbing your block with Glock 9s
    Pull out, cock, pop moms
    Drop bombs
    You niggas ?????????
    Sqad bitch, ain’t no replacing me
    Come to take shit
    We be on some money make shit
    Simply basic, you hate I put more designs in your head than Anthony Mason
    Have you parents in the front emergency room pacing
    Crying an waiting for the doctor to come out and say
    “Miss your motherfuckin’ son didn’t make it”, holla
    *Moans* all y’all better know no disrespecting Weez’
    Come to your fucking street and kill families
    Holla at this muhfuckin’ nigga
    You know me
    And ask your bitch, she blow me
    You know I’m in love with Kobe
    And Hovi
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Ok, ok
    What they want?
    Check it, check it
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga it’s pistol play regardless of the matter
    I’m a heartless lil’ bastard
    Since Rabbit died my life’s been darkened and shattered
    Fuck all of you faggots
    Regulator, warrior, bandit, gun busta
    Spit the cannon make you fall to the canvas muhfucka
    It’s Lil’ Weezy in the flesh nigga, Hollygrove candidate
    Running with The Sqad scavengers, we on some family shit
    Niggas ain’t understanding it but they will in a minute
    Or my K peel in a minute, make your head drill to your tennis
    I’ma stay trill for the spinach
    Tremendous when I’m on that green shit
    Menace when I’m on that green shit for that green shit
    I’ma a soldier, some Army, Navy, Marine shit
    My appearance is ? shit, but I got Korean chips
    Fuck with me I blast you idiots
    Let the Mac and Semis spit like Pakistinians muhfucka
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Muhfucka, ok, it’s real time
    It’s real time.
    I know what song next.
    I fuckin’ know what song next.
    Check it, check it
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga I crash parties crash –
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Oh I ain’t know that was next.
    I ain’t know that was next.
    I really didn’t know that was next.
    Sorry. I’ma freestyle to it
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Ok ain’t no nigga like this nigga Weezy
    Ain’t no click like the Sqiddy Sqeezy
    You know how we do it, we dos it easy but we gets loot
    And if a muhfucka fuck with us we shoot
    We do the things, we do it big, we ride big
    And if a muhfucka fuck with us he die quick
    I make your momma and your child spit up blood
    I make shit come up to your thighs
    This The Sqad
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    I don’t fuck with niggas.
    I only fuck with six niggas.
    I only fuck with rich niggas.
    I only fuck with C. M. B. dawg.
    And they only fuck with Weezy Wee dawg.
    I’ma freestlyle ‘til the beat’s gone.
    I’ma freestyle ‘til the cheese gone.
    I’ma do this shit ‘til I’m gone.
    And I’ma rhyme on, muhfucka
    Here’s my dick, you can climb on
    Fuck, holla at me, holla at me
    Full of that Mo’
    Now I’m full of that dro.
    Yeah, yeah; what’s next Smoove?
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, shit, shit, oh, oh, oh, shit, shit
    Check me, check me
    Listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    I’m a outlaw
    I’m quick on the draw
    I’m from the motherfucking graveland 17th Ward
    I go hard, these niggas can’t play with me
    I got a whole bunch of guns, you can’t spray with me
    I spit this shit like a K spit rapidly
    I make your fucking family live unhappily
    Who the fuck wan’ fuck with Weezy?
    They know what I’m fucking ‘bout
    They know I run up in they house, gun up in they mouth
    I keep it ‘bout it, ‘bout it, not like No Limit
    But this fucking shit I roll with ain’t got no gimmicks
    This Sqad shit ‘til the motherfucking end you bitch
    And I’ll kill your motherfucking best friend you bitch
    I put the -
    Oh shit, I ain’t ‘bout to finish spittin’
    I ain’t ‘bout to finish ripping it up
    I’m about to giving it up to my nigga motherfu -
    Oh, oh, we living it up
    We doing it real fucking big
    We will kill fucking kids
    If you ever fuck around with these mill’ fucking ‘ions
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    You get it? Mill’ fuckin’ ‘ions
    Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
    What they know about me? Listen
    Got some shit coming
    Y’all niggas, if you listening to this, sit down and prepare.
    ‘Cause here it come, ok
    Let’s do it.
    Oh shit, oh shit
    What you know about that nigga Lil’ Weezy?
    Oh shit, oh shit
    What you know about me?
    Listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Nigga I crash parties, crash shorties, crash Bacardi, crash Ferraris
    Crash authorities, crash sororities, crash quarter keys
    Infected with a raw disease, call it H. I. V.
    That stands for Hoes, Incoming Violence
    That’s what I die with
    I pop shit, don’t fuck with Sqad shit
    We on some mob shit
    Some lil’ niggas who seem harmless, but nah bitch
    Glocks spit behind anything
    Bitch lick anything
    ‘Cause I got plenty change like Bill Gates’ piggy bank
    Got a young pretty thing sitting beside me in the whip
    With Limo tints to hide me in the whip
    Told mami you can keep your clothes on, I wan’ see where your head at
    In other words I don’t wanna fuck, I wan’ see where your head at
    You can catch me laid back in the cut with ounces and bundles
    Bouncing from hustles, doubt me I’ll fuck you, fuck it
    Lounging in bubble
    Rocky watch resemble mountains or something
    Fronting get your body found behind some mountains or sum’n
    Aye, when you fuckin’ with me you fuckin’ with cheese
    You fuckin’ with Streets, you fuckin’ with heat
    You fuckin’ with Sqad, you fuckin’ for free
    You touching your knees
    And if you hate, you’ll be lucky to breathe
    Now how you like lookin’?
    When the double gauge is ???? you get your fuckin’ life token
    Despite the business, fuck rap
    Picture block on a motorcycle wheeliing
    But the glock ain’t right for kidneys
    I don’t like you bitches, I hate you hoes
    Date you hoes, bust nuts in your facials hoes
    Then replace you hoes, that’s the type of shit that makes you hoes
    All the women in this nation hoes
    Hot since my creation woa’
    Who the fuck want him?
    Bitch niggas with no nuts on ‘em
    I got pistols with blood on ‘em
    Whips with dubs on ‘em
    Niggas with chips and drugs on ‘em
    Got bitches with hips and tits on ‘em
    Lips with dicks on ‘em
    Chicks with bricks on ‘em
    Chicks with chicks on ‘em
    I’m big shit homie, wide body chrome 6
    Get dome while driving home, shit, shit, shit
    This shit, Weezy Sqad shit, shit
    Some chicks can make a hit the way they tongue twist, shit
    Pimp shit, no spit shit, raw shit
    A bunch of Lil’ Waynes in your fucking jaw shit
    [Lil’ Wayne Talking]
    Holla at me, I’m still not done
    Holla at me, check it, I’m still not done
    Nigga holla at me, holla at me
    Listen, listen, listen
    [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
    Don’t get it twisted ‘cause I’m younger than most
    I come with the toast
    Get it hot like summer was close
    I’m hanging out the Hummer with Sos’
    Exploding missile glock ringing at the front of your door like Jehovah Witness’
    Sober? Forget it
    This C. M. B. thing, I’m over committed
    The youngest soldier come with it
    Cock back, guns put holes in your fitted
    Nigga I told you to quit it
    I load it with 50
    I blow ‘til it’s empty
    The dro and Henny got me lokin’ and limpin’
    Ropin’ up when I drink ‘til I’m over the limit
    Hoppin’ out the Rover with Semis
    Wildin’ out, go straight to your momma’s house
    With a rag on my face with more 9s than dialing out
    Now who hating?
    Niggas cheapskating, underestimating
    The heat take him, put him under extra pavement
    Some one week in Jamaica, come back with a accent like -
    [Lil’ Wayne Talkinng]
    Whoo, whoo, fuck it
    That’s 10000 bars for y’all bitches
    Holla at me
    Weezy Wee, Raj Smoove
    And that’s the end of that story
    One
    Shit
    Man, man"

    ---------- Post added at 02:26 PM ---------- Previous post was at 02:25 PM ----------

    Question marks is what I need help with

    Rep'll come your way
    Last edited by Tunechi Lionches; 10-08-2011, 10:25 PM.
    "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
    Guns and stretchers
    Cristal and dubs for breakfast
    I just got one suggestion - none should test him
    'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
    Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
    Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

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    • #3
      Re: Freestyle Session - Lil' Wayne

      Great job, man. I think I know two of the missing parts:

      Regulator, warrior, bandit, gun busta
      Spit the cannon make you fall to the canvas, muhfucka

      Wildin’ out, go straight to your momma’s house
      With a rag on my face with more 9s than dialing out

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      • #4
        Re: Freestyle Session - Lil' Wayne

        Originally posted by cmotany View Post
        Great job, man. I think I know two of the missing parts:

        Regulator, warrior, bandit, gun busta
        Spit the cannon make you fall to the canvas, muhfucka

        Wildin’ out, go straight to your momma’s house
        With a rag on my face with more 9s than dialing out
        Ok I thought so. Wasn't exactly sure what a canvas was besides the one having to do with painting

        Thanx bro
        "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
        Guns and stretchers
        Cristal and dubs for breakfast
        I just got one suggestion - none should test him
        'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
        Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
        Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

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        • #5
          Re: Freestyle Session - Lil' Wayne

          Wow, you must have alot of time on your hands, but thanks for sharing.

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          • #6
            Re: Freestyle Session - Lil' Wayne

            Originally posted by breezy214 View Post
            Wow, you must have alot of time on your hands, but thanks for sharing.
            I started back in January lol. But no problem
            "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
            Guns and stretchers
            Cristal and dubs for breakfast
            I just got one suggestion - none should test him
            'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
            Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
            Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

            Comment


            • #7
              Originally posted by Tunechi Lionches View Post



              Freestyle Session – Lil’ Wayne
              “Go
              Weezy Wee, bitch
              S-Q-A-D Siddeven, holla at us, underground
              Muhfucka, what you know bout Weezy huh? Holla at me dawg
              I got it, it's right here, listen
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Holla
              I'm off the rocks squat the box ???
              The Sqad pop 'em I'ma fuck with the hottest
              Diamonds droppin’ temperature, bitch I'm one of the finest
              And to be honest, I got all these hoes stocked up like ??, Now who you fuckin'?
              Ice shining colorful, like a sack of fruit or something
              With no heart for bitches like ??? or something
              I be the true to nothing thorough nigga, young, raw, and famous
              Get money 'til I'm dead or 'til the day of my arraigning
              Spittin' game through the platinum smile
              You can see the fuck I be saying from half a mile
              How I hop out of the colossal Tahoe filled up with models
              Poppin' bottles with pussy poppers that gobble until they swallow
              See I'm a pimp playboy when it come to these hoes
              'Cause all I give is cum to these hoes and run from these hoes
              I comfortably roll in the latest sleepy eye Mercedes
              Heat up for the haters ?? for the ladies
              Miss, so watch your back, and watch your mouth cat
              Weezy shit, this our click
              You 'bout that? I send my Sqad to where your house at
              All of a sudden niggas gs, why the fuck is you trippin'?
              I cock and shoot up one of your knees, why the fuck is you trippin'?
              You listening? I'm official pimpin'
              Be lowkey dippin', Range Ro' be twistin' on blades
              I'm O. J. Simpson, pretty limpin'
              Big fucking cannon holding me back
              With some shit from off the Discovery Channel on my back
              My niggas drowned in smoke, underground, pound daily
              My hoes like Nelly cause they go "Down, down baby"
              I used to dog chickens, cluck 'em, fuck 'em, and duck 'em
              But now I'm more mature, I fuck 'em, fuck 'em, and fuck 'em
              Stuck inside of the game for damn near two decades
              And I'ma make you see the insides like a x-ray, aww fuck
              Huh? Drunk off Cris', mami on e
              Weezy on e, mami cummin' on me
              The diamond long links sparkle tough in the light
              You do a lil' something tonight, I buy you something with ice
              And I ain't stunting a price, shawty I can afford it
              I been had dough before I was recorded
              Started to order you a Mercedes C 240
              But I thought it would be more nice for you in a Ferrari, peep me
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              It's whatever, holla
              I ain't stopping, I aint stopping
              Check it, check it
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Muhfucka bet' not fuck with this nigga
              I'm itching, clutching the trigger
              Muhfucka you can end up in a river, shit
              I'm like a tornado I’m twisted off of shit
              And my pistols off my hip but I give a shit about who I hit, fuck
              I'm fucked up, I'll fuck you up for fucking up
              Guns up like "What's up?", get your fucking guts cut
              Tough luck bruh
              Wonder why your bitch act stuck up?
              'Cause the slut got Weezy nuts stuck up in her fucking butt
              Yung mack flip crack quicker than acrobats, get at me man ?
              Look call me Wayne a. k. a. Big Daddy 'Caine
              Nigga can't tell me nothing 'bout the game
              Been in that deep shit, every year I'm M. V. P.
              It's just in me
              Rims on the 'Lac like 22 inches
              Play with me, I open up your back like 22 inches
              Guerrilla pimpin'
              And it really isn't wise for niggas to start poppin'
              At any given time them niggas could start droppin', peep it
              I'm off the strip muhfucka what you want?
              This a freestyle coming from off the top out the trunk
              Niggas be like Mase and go to Church
              But I go to the trunk and then I go to your shirt
              Holla at me, I'm the don bitch
              Look we can get it on bitch
              Gotta get another rap to flow on bitch. Hold up, aight, aight, aight
              Listen, playa, all I do is get bread, I'ma head to them cowards
              And if they ever try me, I'll bring y'all the head of them cowards
              This big spending, see the heads on them dollars
              It's big pimpin', you see your bitch lipstick red on my boxers
              Choppers pop at any time for any given reason
              Leave 'em not breathing under cement for one disagreement
              Freedom, we ride on them bitches, rollin' through sittin' high on them inches
              My mission's to make sure Sqad get expensive ???
              You niggas better get defensive, your care will get intensive
              Shot put humps on top of your head like Bart Simpson
              I spark instant, now who want it? I'll light your set
              'Cause I'm all about money cocksucker, my life a check
              I'm spectacular, I let the Tec tackle ya
              I spit 16 after ya like I rap with ya
              Put your chest in the back of ya
              You would think a truck hit 'em, it's Weezy, don't fuck with him
              Better lock me up or get me to the graveyard quick
              Come and get me I spray, spark, spit, it's straight war bitch
              Niggas is hoes, like they take long dick
              I wave chrome shit at home, shit, make domes split
              And may I say these fake niggas on some Ray Charles shit, blind to the fact
              9 to ya cap, blat, put your mind in your lap
              I ride with the gat for hard times, crimes, and rats
              It’s rhymes of the crack, my Sqad, I'll die for that
              I climb in the 'Lac, drunk off 190 ?
              Don't try me cat, I take this shit beyond the rap
              And this Ecstasy is why my eyes are black
              Don't like baby moms but the X make her thighs look fat
              But fuck the bullshit I grind for scratch, I scrape and scruff, bake and cut
              You hatin' us? We tape you up
              I spin ya corner make you duck from blazin’ bucks
              Bandanas, braids, and cuts, I'm gangstad up
              Muhfucka
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Oh, oh shit, oh shit
              What they want?
              I dont think they want Weezy. Do you think they want Weezy?
              Check it, check it
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Lil' nigga pass slow in a S 430, ya hoe be like "That's so purty"
              Fuck with me I'll show your chest no mercy
              Sqad get so dirty, but still we do it clean
              Bring action to these fake ass niggas like movie scenes
              I pop so much X man I feel like Wolverine
              Wake up in the morning, lips burning, can't move my spleen
              See this lil' dude is mean, strapped up with tools and things
              I'll get you different drugs mixed up like Smoothie King
              The heavy platinum jewelry bling over the white tee
              Watch your wifey, she's mostly likely to blow me pipey
              I'm so exciting
              Money, murder, steal, kill, rape
              You should do like the Internet and start to Bill Gates
              This whole world gon' end up with some bad fucking tumors, listening to these Cash Money rumors
              I'll blast, bust, and shoot you, hit your block without the mask, fucking screw you
              Treat you like a bitch, bitch look at me while I do you
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Ok, ok, homie, ok
              Peep it out, Squiddad
              Let me catch my breath, let the Danger track roll
              And let me holla at you, now let me holla at you, check it out
              S-Q-A-D
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Don't fool with any niggas like me
              We pull triggers like weeds
              Swigger off the Piņa Colada
              Dreams of having cream and the power
              You need a problem? I'm the meanest to start with
              And got grams the size of the head of Gina on Martin
              For any discomfort the Ninas is sparking
              Be in your apartment, many assault men and semi-revolvers
              Keep it clean, I'm a young Sqad street teen, only into green
              If you intervene I'll leave your ass colder than Winter
              And y'all just look like bitches
              You get fucked then I nut up
              And just like bitches, I leave you face down and butt up
              Nigga what up? I just bought a record to say fuck Hip-Hop
              I spit it for them niggas who grip glocks
              Dip cops, flip rocks, and when the bricks drop
              We fix blocks, suddenly watch the income
              Fuck with me, watch the outcome
              Niggas don't wanna hear the glock rung
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              That's that real shit, that's-
              K, ok, ok
              Yea, holla at me, holla at me
              This for all these niggas, you know me
              Listen, let me tell you who the Sqiddad 7 is, bring it
              It's Weezy Wee, Lil' Jay, Lil' Tez, Lil' Fee Fee, Lil' Yo, Lil' Sammie, T-Redd
              Holla at us, holla at us, holla at us
              Can't forget ???, don't forget it
              Check it, check it
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Playboy I pimp huge
              See the whip cruise on big shoes
              Slide out the shit, cool, frostbit jewels like igloos
              See Weezy gets loot, that be why your bitch choose
              But dude, I ain't got nothing for her but some dick juice
              I stick tools in the pocket of the S. Q. leather
              They gon' have to rescue this fella if he stress my pleasure
              I tells you once, I'm the don, you can trust my word
              I say with a Herpes dick, nigga fuck the world
              I be with niggas that could get me years
              I be with hoes and bitches that favor Britney Spears
              Listen here, you see the Sqad Minked up, Platinum S. Q. linked up
              With a freak ???? nut ‘til my dick shrink up
              You think it's soft? Let the thing bust 'til I'm seeing pink guts
              Niggas watch them pigs come, they trying to sink us
              You know who I be, Weezy Wee muhfucka
              I ain't gon' stop the flow until the end
              K we got a new game, I'm running, punting, I ain't passing the ball
              You other niggas just be crashing the boards
              With a team full of great players, but I'm a veteran, all-star
              And let's be real man, I'm better than all y'all
              I'm the truth, I'm the reason, I'm the meaning, I'm the shit
              I'm the alleged convict in any Sqad incident
              Last name Carter like Vince and shit
              But I don't slam balls and goals, my life's money, cars, and hoes
              Cadillac white walls and 'Bauds, pimpin' partna
              Plus I can get more work out than a fitness doctor
              Let's get this partna, I'm the young don these niggas honor
              And those of you who ain't cheap can't buy a vowel
              It's 'cause the child's mom will eat me up like Jeffery Dahmer
              Libel to find my condom inside of dry vagina
              I'm kinda calm, drama goes with my persona
              A minor with intentions to harm ya, holla
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Ok, ok
              Switch it up right here, switch it up, switch it up
              Listen, listen, take this money, make this money, get this money
              Puff holla at me
              [Lil’ Wayne Rapping]
              Homeboy it's Sqad shit
              It's gon' be Sqad shit, swallow it
              He who disrespect, hollows follow him
              Flash the pistol, watch 'em stop and pose like they modeling
              Blast 'em, watch em stop, drop, and roll like they firemen
              Seriously man, I got enough money to buy ya men
              Turn 'em against you and make 'em kill ya mom and them, don't fuck with me
              Buck 50 on the dash of the box but that's only approximately 'cause it really do like two ?, blue fire
              Wrist looking like blue fire
              Piņa Colada got me spiked like barb wire, Weezy Wee, Sqad rider
              Holla at me, you know you know me
              Got out the streets and start hustlin', there's still some fiends who owe me
              Blow me some dro, nah I ain't smoking I stopped that
              My niggas still get puffed out, I catch the contact
              I'm kinda fucked up, fuck with me and I ain't gonna leave you kinda fucked up
              I leave you fucked up, believe this stuff bruh, it's Sqad shit, bitch
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Oh shit, I ain't finished
              Oh shit, I ain't finished
              I ain't finished Duke
              Check it, listen
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              I come up from a shit deep town, where you hear sounds like "Click", "Squeak", "Pow"
              Get down or you dying, niggas tote iron
              Got that coke flying like birds, not the ones with feathers, I'm talkin' weight like birds
              And you might get served if it’s proper enough
              Or find your nerves on the curb if you a cop or something
              A baller blocker or something, I'll send your noggin a hundred
              Have the whole block sprinting, dashing, jogging, and running
              Type of life I live, Gotti would love it
              Sqad property buddy, some young niggas with a mafia budget
              Can't nobody put nobody above it
              And if they do, they find they body with your body above it
              Fuck it, let's take it public, nah leave it the gutter
              Fuck it, let's go and dump 'em, nah leave 'em in the gutter
              Hustler, keep it thuggin', why the fuck you niggas buggin'?
              The hot 9 slug it, dug inside of your fucking jucket (jacket)
              Call me Weezy you bitch
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Ok, ok
              The d. j. just informed me that I got 20 more minutes to rap
              How the fuck I'ma do that?
              Holla at me, if you feel me holla at me
              Sqad, I gotta talk to make some of the raps look more long, you know, holla at me
              I'm a real nigga, you know, you know me
              D. J. Riddaj Smoove
              'Bout to blow your head smoove off, cool off, dude you soft
              You know me, let's go
              Is y'all ready? Check it out, check it out
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Listen, I keep the pistol hidden in the big pockets, hear shit cockin'
              Better get flocking or get gotten
              Dawg I speak with the gun, nigga's holla in the street like "What's up?"
              I tell 'em "Chika buck buck chika, get the fuck"
              The droughts come bring the pots out, let's do what we do
              You fuck with me I send more shots out than D. J. Clue
              Now who seeing me? Not a person
              Got a personal grudge with these commercial thugs
              No studio with me, true
              I shine hard and I be flossin' very sweet
              But I'm like Iverson dawg, I be ballin' but very street
              Keep my name out your yapper, or you gon' have to try to keep my flame out your cappa
              I ride around with like two bodies framed on the clapper
              The tool cocked for he do pop for beef, move out for chiefs
              Supply two blocks a piece two blocks a piece
              My crew watch for cheese and I do stock my cheese
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Dude, dude, who you know fucking with me man?
              Check it, check it
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              What up world? This here your people Weezy, holla at the don
              Real nigga dude, I promise that to God
              When I swallow half the Dom I go loco, stressed, hoping I'm not cursed
              Walk around with TECs poking out my shirt
              Niggas show off for them hoes, try play hard, with they chest poking out they shirt
              Try me and I send shots, leave they chest poking out they shirt
              Yes, expect the worse when you fuck with the Sqad right?
              Pull you out your car at a stoplight
              Catch you in the waist, make you my height
              This shit's not nice, I'll have you chopped twice for a hot price
              Or I can take off my ice and hit your block and stop life
              Can you see that?
              Properly under my seat is where the heat at
              Directly in your head is where the bullets meet at
              I be that cat who make sure my Sqad ball gracious, 'til The Lord take us
              We gon' all get paper, just stay faithful
              Cross the gate bitch and we rape you
              Ain't nothing sugar nigga we all salt
              Fuck y'all and that's y'all fault
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Holla at us
              Man this Sqad shit is real, real biddig
              Ooo shit
              I ain’t - oh, oh, oh
              Check it, check it, check it
              Follow me
              Listen
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Homie I speak for the streets, scream for the ghetto, and holla for my folk
              Die for my Sqad, kill for my dough
              My attitude is fuck bitches, fuck haters, fuck cops
              My real father is a hoe, my attitude is fuck pops
              I'm living it up in a nice home, riding in trucks, tough drops
              And I'm a young nigga, I don't even know how to do the bus stop
              But I got my money right
              When I hit the club, make it a sunny night
              See the fake flossers, bum ballers, is a funny sight
              Watching dudes front for these hoes in they Chevy right?
              Pull up next to 'em in a 500 bumpin' Betty Wright
              Keep my shit spaghetti tight
              Playboy put the hood on that
              We buy sports cars and put the fuckin' hood on that
              My bank got too hot to sit on so I stood on that
              Any place, you be careful 'cause I could own that
              Moët and E, I'm good on that
              Your bitch looking at me, I should bone that
              Y'all niggas know where the fucking don at, holla
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Holla at me, Weezy Wee, holla at me, Weezy Wee
              Yeah, yeah, yeah
              Check it, check it, check it
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              S-Q-A-D-S-H-I-T, that's what I represent 'til I die
              Muhfucka bust one in your eye
              Flip pies, I used to do that shit in like '95
              But I'ma switch it up to '99, 2000, 2001
              I ride cars that's 2000 and fun
              You know the motherfucking whip be cruising on shit, 22's
              And hoes be losing they mind, boy
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              It's about to come, it's about to come
              What y'all want? What y'all want?
              Check it, check it
              Fee Fee ??
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Flippin' in a whippa
              Peel the top back like a zipper
              Skippin' on them chrome dip slippers
              Rippin' on the lips of a stripper
              If that's your bitch mister don't kiss her
              If so you might as well kiss a pistol
              'Cause all I do is shoot off in her whistler
              She finna get my name on her shitter
              And I ain't even hit her
              My nigga Fat did her, and slid her to the rest of the Squidda
              Forget her, another bitch just paged in
              Weezy blazing, come through in something amazing
              I ball so good I need a sports agent
              Look at me and squint your eyes like Asains, what's wrong?
              My jewelry's like a white boy, always stoned
              I got a big home but I'm always gone
              That's why your bath towels is always gone
              Hoes I meet nowadays panties always gone
              And baby after I fuck I'm always gone
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              I mean I got a wife at home, you know me, holla, ha, holla
              Bitch I can't love you
              Holla, hahaha
              Listen
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              Homie I go hard, push a whip with no hair on its head
              So all I'm feeling is air on my head
              With some hoe that you might know, she sucking all the air out my head
              Meet you close to knock you square out your head
              Sip the Cris’ to clear out my head and try to get my loot up
              In Cuba with a translator ?? coke newer
              Plus the prices is cooler
              I Come back through the hood with that dirty
              And tell 'em I'm like Tiger Woods, all I got is birdies
              Got bitches in they 30's calling Weezy poppa
              But Weezy not daddy bitch, 'cause Weezy in and out ya
              Weezy never spouse ya, Weezy give shit about ya
              And Weezy don't Master Suite, Weezy living room couch ya
              How about you be a good bitch, and take these pies I just cooked up
              And tape 'em to the ??? or your thighs
              I gets high 'til I can't focus
              But a main focus to remain focused, they ain't focused, muhfucka
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Holla, shit, holla, oh shit, oh shit
              Boy, boy, boy
              Ok
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              I spit it for them niggas who run the corner, palm the revolver with honor
              Any beefs involving homie, your momma
              Homie we swarm out the Eddie Bauer, thoughts to devour
              Spark and shower, we get more stupid than Austin Powers
              Smell the aroma of marijuana, Coronas when upon us
              We do just what the neighborhood have shown us
              We murder opponents and don't think about it, forget about it
              Niggas won't do shit about it
              Wave the pistol, get the bitch up out 'em
              I'm off the ????, chicks on my dick, proper than Cindy Crawford
              Any problems I pop the chopper and knock the appendix out him
              Hit the block with bricks of powder
              What you know 'bout doing that?
              And splitting a key with flour, making it two in fact
              Dawg I'm all street, if you want Hip-Hop, here's what I give you instead
              I'll make you hip out when them fuckin' bullets dig in your leg
              Positive niggas talking spooky, y'all ain't scaring nobody
              Y'all love Mos Def, I love fucking John Gotti, holla
              [Lil' Wayne Talking]
              Yeah, yeah, yeah
              Aight
              Listen
              [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
              I wish that there was no taxes, no cases, no police, and no races
              No rapists, wish they had a 700 Mercedes
              Wish my Sqad live happy
              I wish my kids grow stronger than me
              I wish my momma live longer than me



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              • #8
                Originally posted by dametri426 View Post
                your pics no work no mo




                #FREEVELVET

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                • #9
                  Was listening to 10,000 bars today and remember that someone posted the lyrics before, so dope

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                  • #10
                    could someone change the thread title into sth with '10 000 Bars' in it?

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                    • #11
                      Originally posted by Lil-Waayne View Post
                      could someone change the thread title into sth with '10 000 Bars' in it?

                      why lol?

                      and OP needs serious props for doing this.

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