Get Bizzy

[Intro: DJ Drama] See you niggas killin' me man Did you think I don't hear you talkin'? Like "why wayne and dram' workin'? Didn't wayne dis dram'? Didn't dram' dis wayne?" (Gangsta grillz you bastards!) See ya'll niggas just wait til I turn around then talk about me Fool-ass niggas But i'll do this for ya'll Ya'll ain't learned that? HAHAHAHA [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Weezy F. bitch, I'm tired of y'all hatin' I know ya head hurtin', you tylenol takin' Mothafuckers I'm the man, just ask your old lady Like a true gentleman, I'm after your lady I'm a massacre waitin' to happen, fuck all this rappin', boy I get to cappin', leave you with holes like a napkin Man, he gon need napkin, no a band-aid, no a damn grave I am rampage Jackson on a rampage, step in my cage Picture on my page, printed in the best book Come up out my left pocket with a left hook Mamma said knock ya out, money made me block ya out I got the game on lock, and I lock ya out My jewelery singin' like a oprah house I brought that drop top Phantom of the Oprah out Yeah, get silly, not stupid man Never save a ho, she better ask Soulja Boy to Superman You can bet when I sleep, I'm poloed down, head to feet Polo horses on my sheets, I get that from Pimp C Tall cup of DJ Screw, sippin' on a pint of big moe Sharper than a tack ho, you can keep the tic toe Yea, red scarf on my neck Red diamonds lookin' like red barf on my neck And to my B's, nigga soo woo Cause I be with more B's than Ju Ju Big Boss I'm a big dog And I don't mean fleas when I say I'm ticked off HaHa, nigga I don't ever scratch And if she throw that pussy, big dog fetch Type of soldier on some sketch that shit I'mma draw that pistol make your chest a tablet You are just a tad bit and I'm a whole lot Young Money mothafucker, but the money so not [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda] Sick with' it, hard body like Iron Mike The flow is C4, I drop bombs like dynamite You niggas is sweet, yeah sweet like Mike'n Ikes Bob Barker with the Phantom white, cause my price is right Hit the club nigga, then I leave with' two dykes tonight Let my niggas cut them up, they gon' get a slice tonight Nigga peep my wrist game, you can see the ice is right Blind everybody in this motherfuckin spot tonight Superman, blowing on a Swisher full of kryptonite Got the wolves with' me here, I'm howling in this bitch tonight Niggas say they hard body, but I can't tell Nigga, you can get yo shit cracked like a crab shell You want war with' the boys, so be it We in all red like the fuckin Soviet Army, Russia bitch nigga if he talking crazy Hit him in his left leg, have him walking crazy