Lil Wayne, Birdman - We Don't - Chopped & Screwed lyrics

Ay shawty, you know what I'm sayin'
Some niggas palms be sweatin'
Some niggas palms be itchy
It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it
You know what I'm sayin', nigga
We built this shit from the ground up
Nigga, The Carter, nigga you what I'm sayin'
We been around the world gettin' money nigga
We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
Every project, nigga
We worldwide hustlas, nigga
(Belie' that bitch) you what I'm sayin'
Lets get them niggas, lets ride shawty

Indictments, got us conspiracy for murder
Five young niggas uptown servants
Word, they bird curvin' for servin'
Look, the worstest of the worst is
Shootin' out likе they George Gеrvin
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jail also made men in these hard times


And don't cry I'ma get mines so pray for me
I'm on the block on the grind
Mama pray for me
So nigga respect my G, respect my grind
Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind
Nigga respect this heat
When these niggas out of line
Nigga we dress up and creep
Whoa, shawty I'mma blow they whole block
Fuckin' with a soldier
Mastermind his own plot
Third ward survivor, uptown madness
Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habbit
Bitch

We don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon

The murder man, picture me lurkin'
Right up behind ya curtains nine's squirtin'
And you could hear it when it's hurtin'
But if I hear him hurtin' I'll walk
Over and merk him for certain
I took over the circus
Cause I'mma act a clown if you put
Your feet down on my surface
I walk around, fo' pound and surface
To spin ya ass around in circles, you urkel
Blood run up out ya earth now you purple
Your homeboy get it first, but you worst so
Now you headed to the skies above
And I'm go and get high with
Ya bitch in the club
Yeah, life's a bitch and death's her husband
And you gonna have to meet him
If you keep on fuckin' her
And you gonna have to meet us
If you keep on fuckin' up
But you don't want see them
CMB blood knuckle up

We don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon

Shoot him in his head so he remember
Because of that mama I'll
Be gone 'till November
I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
Them niggas on the block say
Them boys gon' get 'em
But them niggas on the block don't
Know the toys come with him
Tell ya boy come and get me if
I go he goin' with me
I'm hoping y'all feel me
I told y'all what the dealy
Ya open up ya face I'mma open up the semi
I open up ya kidneys now
Ya floatin' up the Missi-
Ssippi, river nigga play with deep
Water now ya swimmin'
Silly, you play with me, Carter
Now ya missin' really, I shoot ya in ya head
And make you feel it
And even though I be the man with the millis
When the shit go down I be
The man with the millis
Beef cranberry on the ceilin'
This is the Carter
Bitch welcome to my buildin' c'mon

We don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my
Nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if
Nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up
Hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
C'mon

Wish a nigga would say something
Standin' right here, guns out boy
Weezy F, Birdman holla back