[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook] 2x
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year
[Verse One]
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy love thy brotha
And I ain`t never gave a shit about a motherfucker
Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga stomach
You niggaz better take side with young money, Cash Money
You`ll get left in your ride crash dummy
I`ll be around when the times get ugly
When the wheels fall off and the tires stop running
The magazine empty and the nine stop busting
I bang my fist till my palms get bloody
Cuz I`m a monsta man
I`m gonna find you in my AP nine on jam
I`m a rider you can`t take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he stands
I`m gonna die with this blazer rite in these hands
[Hook] 2x
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year
[Verse 2]
Twenty-two`s, thirty-eight`s, forty-four`s, forty-five`s
Tucked in my thirty-eight, mack on my back I am
So ready for whateva that awaits me
Run up in your place wile you`re sleepin await the
Calicoes, ak`s, Uzi-machines
Got ya misplacin your arms and losin your knees
I am takin names, so who wanna leave
Out this bitch with your brains and your dew on your sleeve?
I got the hood with the names of the crew on they t`s
And I might make a funeral sweep, I ain`t bullshitin
AR hit ya truck got ya hood flippin
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
And I be right where I am mista
Me and my damn pistol
Me and my girlfriend
In this world alone, so bring it on
And umma have to sing you this song nigga
[Hook] 2x
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year
[Verse 3]
I got the scope on the tool I can see what you do
With a little red dot nigga peek-a-boo
Shhh the silence will speak to you
Hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe
Like Bang! Bang! say breathe nigga breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his tee
Say Bang! Bang! say breathe deep breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his chest...Clear!
Now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cuz ya boy up and left
Life is short enjoy what eva`s left
Before you run into a nigga like me and meet death
In less than three seconds I`ll pull a three-eighty
Three feet from my waist
Three inches from your faces
Make no mistake Weezy neva hesitate
I`ll pop till your shit separate like eewww!
[Hook] 2x
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year
