Wiz Khalifa - Self-Titled lyrics

You know how we do! yeah This is what I do
Young from my side of the city the dip side
Let's Ride yes Sir All my
Gangsters grab your weapons
Punks hit the door let's get it
Let's get it yeah uhh

I ain't nothin nice line em up buckem twice
Lay em' down middle fingers up
Screamin fuck your life
I roll them 7′s out go
Head and tuck your dice
Crack your skull never seemed sicker
In your fuckin life see I don't hustle white
Scrawny but my knuckles right
Left hand will leave them shook hooks
Not the stuff you write
And when your hands ashy only
Time you've touched the white
Snatch your grind now it my
Grind you couldn't hustle right
See I'm a hungry dude feelin the pain
Ribs touchin got the thrill in my vains
And you niggas is all in the sunshinen
But we still in the rain
And for the team leave
You spillin your brains
Cause I ain't feelin you lames
Now clowns should be feelin ashamed
So put the heat to your temple and bang
Me and my soldiers in that that black
On black we killin the game
You dudes pumped put a chill in your frame
Let's go man!

You should print my information
Quote my rhymes top 5 dead or alive
Yo! Brothers respect mine
The kid that they yapping
About they won't stop
You know who rule this shit the city is mine

Ready willing and able
And I've been keeping it stable
Have a leg on the table
Since the killing of Abel
Bullets rip through your facial
Yeah will give you a face full
I'm into making it painful on
Demand like your cable
See you dudes is some divas
Leave us we move with the heaters
Beef and we shoot through your beaters
We turn you dudes to believers
Yeah I'm rocking and ready blown
I'm cockin em steady
Popping em I'm heavy dropping the
Top on the chevy
Let em bang through the smith and
Your brain will be missing
Changing the game it was written changing
The lanes when I'm whipping
It's only natural you hate me cause I'm hot
Cause I get love in the streets and
I ain't never played the block
You see I do me and you can't
Never play me cause you not
The flow is Ludacris
Coming for that number one spot
So get outta line and get smacked in
I move with the movers
You lose with the losers they
Smooth when executing manuevers

You should print my information
Quote my rhymes top 5 dead or alive
Yo! Brothers respect mine
The kid that they yapping
About they won't stop
You know who rule this shit the city is mine