Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - No Other lyrics

I'ma tell y'all like this (yeah)
I learn something new every day (What it do?)
More money, more problems!
Haha! Ayy, you already know
(Gangsta Gr-Zillz)
I always knew I was gon' make it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here!
(It's Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)
But sometimes, you wonder
Ayy ayy, I tried told 'em (Gangsta)
Is it worth it? But I done
Dedicated my life to this shit!
Cash Money millionaire!
It's nowhere to turn! (Ya know)
So I'm in it for life! I can't feel my FACE!
Yeah! yeah! Yeah, yeah!
And this what we do! (Gangsta Gr-Zillz)
Let's go! Let's go!


Let's go! Hahaha! I told em! I told y'all!
Shout out to Bun B! Pay attention!

Yeah, straight up D-boy, 17th Ward
Bitch, Katrina turned my city to a seashore
I keep going for them coins like Lyor
They gon' either respect me or: ER
Burnin' them bitches like a ci-gar
Punk, put a hump in your back
They call you "Igor"
War? This shit is hard, any yard where we are
We call that cocaine "rice"
I got that Condoleezza
Huh? You fuck with me, chump
I rock your teacup
I say, before you spend a dollar boy
Put up the re-up yep! Get up, 'cause we up
Foot up and knee up
In the game, put up or shut up
I hit your head up
Bukka bang the Birdgang and the Birdman J
Lil Wayne, here to hang other words
Here to stay
Feel my pain! Fireman, I spark in the rain
I walk through the flames, yeah
All for the change, yeah
Call it insane
But I'm a hustler to the muscle
And them new drop Bentleys look
Like pussy in the summer
So I'm fucking that
Hugging that block like I'm loving that
Never sell a crumb where my
Mother at run with that
You can come at me for beef
And shots come with that
Your bitch come at me for wood
And I'm the lumberjack
I come in that Similac Maybach, shades black
Looking like I'm tryn' bring yay' back ASAP
Give it to 'em raw, no Ajax taste that
Heh, fuck around and make your face crack
I know niggas that shoot dope
Arms looking like a racetrack
Nigga missed a vein in his neck
His whole face fat
You can't take that? Well, I can't take back
Where I come from
So I learned how to make that
(Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Yeah, turn that straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese, now I'm screaming
"Where the keys at?" Weezy!

Big shout to the Dipset movement!
(Trendsetter)
Shout my nigga DukeDaGod! (Cannon)
Shout my nigga Hell Rell!
I can't feel my FACE! Twin, what up?
I really don't think they ready for this here
(The Aphilliates, nigga! Pay attention) oh!

I'm live from block one-five-one
Where my young niggas on the
Rise to get a name, don't try them
Wayne, I feel your pain
And I see your stress
How they think your people 'posed to get
Through Katrina off a FEMA check? (Nope)
Coke in the Pyrex
(Yup) dope and the ice, yes (Yup)
Mind on the highway, road signs, right, left
(Yup)
And that's the mindstate of kids growin' up
Still they wonder why the crime rates goin up
Throw it up: Eastside, Westside, Southside
Northside
Fuck with my money, I torch guys, off guys
(Gangsta)
Hire men, fire men, send 'em to a higher man
("There he go") Torture
'em: vice-grip, pliers, man
Niggas turn to tinfoil when
They see the iron, man
Pressure bust pipes, I apply it and
Move like a lion through the jungle, yes
There is none higher than me
Don't slip up and end wind
Up in the lion's den (Rrr)
Big body Benz idlin'
Higher than a chick that flight-attend
Or Air Force flyer, man
Bad bitches, I fly 'em in, fuck 'em
Send 'em back home hyped
Feeling like they on nitrogen
Just call me the Pied Piper, man
Still get the coke through the pipeline
Then off to the piper stem (Piper stem)
And I'm still getting paper
Back in rubber bands
I still got paper bags coming in
I still got that mattress with
The paper bags under it
Comic books, Playboy baby mag under it
Still! I still got ties with my guys
Who don't speak no English
Them vatos, they got those cheapest
(Cheapest) got no green card, got no visas
And got those Pablo features (Just watch)
They drop off and pick up I
Pick up then drop off
Then drop off what's picked up
And then what? I do it (Gangsta Gri-zillz)
And like that, we gone! I told y'all!
I'm so dedicated!
Nothing can take me out my zone! AMG!
If you support the movement
Then we dedicate this to you "Dedication 2!"