One of Wayne's GOAT songs. 
One of Birdman's best contributions to a song ever as well
I got it, I got it
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
And nikkas 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 fukked ya play p*ssy
We hit em' up when they ain't looking and them body shots hurt
But the head shots took him
Damn
And if the red dot spot him then the hollow head got him
Knock his top to his bottom
yeah
You see me grind from the bottom just to make it to the bottom
At the very bottom of the map
Louisiana piranhas everywhere you at
You gotta wear a extra condom and an extra gat
You bytch could get it for acting like a man
Them nikkas in Pakistan ain't packin' like ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
In front of nikkas he cool with the boys on fan
I'm on hot, I adjust in different climates
Ducking the animal keep on running with 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 a diet and stretch more
Loose all that weight, leave a nikka with stretch marks
You don't even come up to a nikka chest paw, sub par
What the fukk they play it in the club for?
Real shyt I'm ducking 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 pushing, Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya, Lord
I'm just trying to dodge the shots they send to the god
They riding up highway to heaven boulevard
Damn, them nikkas p*ssy and jive
Not even in an eye exam, they ain't looking for "I"
The A and the K will make ya face crook to the side
Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side
'Cause when you wilding you ain't looking, you just looking high
And when we hungry you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nikka, you lemon meringue, apple custard, cherry jelly
Don't make me get the biscuit buster
What up gizzle you my distant brother
Real shyt nikka same father different mother, yep
I skip the fronting and sticks to keeping 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
Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying 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 blades, damn!
I'm near heating and blaze a nikka keep
They ways when I'm in the streets with Blake
Watch, my nikka 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
My side pocket sideways
When I pop it leave a nikka sideways
For five days
Birdman talk to 'em
Yeah nikka, I tell 'em, I tell em' again, shorty
If it ain't about no money get the motherfukk from 'round us, nikka
Hey, hey
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 logs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law, nah but just confuse me with my pa
Because I am the Birdman J-R
I ain't tripping nikka, I play the corner like Ripkin, nikka
With the 40 cal Ripkin, nikka, rip a nikka
Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
Wack ya baby momma but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still, 'cause the lil' nikka still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then come on and get killed
The Sig peel bandannas like banana's
Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in Havana
In my cabana
With my bottom bytch from savanna
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
That's the new plan
Yeah nikka, you 'bout some money get at me nikka
That's the only way
Dumb shyt, we 'bout that, get at me, yeah under-dig?
nikka roll solo, dolo nikka
Top ten Wayne song smokes this shyt from start to finish
One of Birdman's best contributions to a song ever as well
I got it, I got it
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
And nikkas 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 fukked ya play p*ssy
We hit em' up when they ain't looking and them body shots hurt
But the head shots took him
Damn
And if the red dot spot him then the hollow head got him
Knock his top to his bottom
yeah
You see me grind from the bottom just to make it to the bottom
At the very bottom of the map
Louisiana piranhas everywhere you at
You gotta wear a extra condom and an extra gat
You bytch could get it for acting like a man
Them nikkas in Pakistan ain't packin' like ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
In front of nikkas he cool with the boys on fan
I'm on hot, I adjust in different climates
Ducking the animal keep on running with 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 a diet and stretch more
Loose all that weight, leave a nikka with stretch marks
You don't even come up to a nikka chest paw, sub par
What the fukk they play it in the club for?
Real shyt I'm ducking 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 pushing, Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya, Lord
I'm just trying to dodge the shots they send to the god
They riding up highway to heaven boulevard
Damn, them nikkas p*ssy and jive
Not even in an eye exam, they ain't looking for "I"
The A and the K will make ya face crook to the side
Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side
'Cause when you wilding you ain't looking, you just looking high
And when we hungry you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nikka, you lemon meringue, apple custard, cherry jelly
Don't make me get the biscuit buster
What up gizzle you my distant brother
Real shyt nikka same father different mother, yep
I skip the fronting and sticks to keeping 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
Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying 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 blades, damn!
I'm near heating and blaze a nikka keep
They ways when I'm in the streets with Blake
Watch, my nikka 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
My side pocket sideways
When I pop it leave a nikka sideways
For five days
Birdman talk to 'em
Yeah nikka, I tell 'em, I tell em' again, shorty
If it ain't about no money get the motherfukk from 'round us, nikka
Hey, hey
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 logs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law, nah but just confuse me with my pa
Because I am the Birdman J-R
I ain't tripping nikka, I play the corner like Ripkin, nikka
With the 40 cal Ripkin, nikka, rip a nikka
Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
Wack ya baby momma but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still, 'cause the lil' nikka still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then come on and get killed
The Sig peel bandannas like banana's
Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in Havana
In my cabana
With my bottom bytch from savanna
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
That's the new plan
Yeah nikka, you 'bout some money get at me nikka
That's the only way
Dumb shyt, we 'bout that, get at me, yeah under-dig?
nikka roll solo, dolo nikka
Top ten Wayne song smokes this shyt from start to finish
