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Utwór: Remember Me

  • wykonawca: Lil Wayne
  • album: Tha Block Is Hot
  • wyświetleń: 995

[B.G.]
  Say, Weezy (weezy)
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Can... they remember... me?
  Lil' Wee... zy
    [B.G.]
  Make 'em remember (Haaa!) ya, nigga
  Let these niggas know your (Look!) background, nigga (Look!)
  Let 'em (Look!) know your (Look!) background!
  Let 'em know how you've been for a while
    [Lil' Wayne]
  All I was taught was murder murder
  Kill drama, and nothin' less
  I strap tha Smith-Wess, and bust.. it in they chest
  I had ta hustle hustle hustle hustle
  Had ta struggle for success
  Hid grams in girls' breasts, stick bricks.. under they dress
  Them niggas there with me fooli'
  Me, I'm full of that dilly
  Hope when I catch them slippin'
  Him and they daddy's trippin'
  Shorty can hold it down
  Shorty be totin' rounds
  Smellin' like a pound on school grounds
  Shorty, wow
  Hair... all over my head
  Bandana 'round my brain
  Eyes bloodshot red
  Briches down to my legs
  Guns up in my trench
  When niggas playin', they get drenched
  My pockets is full of lead
  So, nigga, stay off tha ben
  I'm young with bad nerves
  Since I lost my partna, I've been troubled, hurt in this 'burb
  So I'on't even hesitate ta leave 'em on tha curb
  And wet dem niggas' shirt
  Nigga, get 'em full of birds
  Tell them niggas, Geezy!
    [Chorus, B.G.]
  Remember he? Tha little G, never die
  Took one to tha chest, but Weeze Wee never die
  Remember he? Tha little G, never die
  Have B.Geezy on his side, so Weezy Wee never die
  Lil' Weezy Wee... had ta steal, hustle, and jack
  Weezy Wee roll with K's, glocks, and MAC's
  Tha little G, he was raised keepin' it real
  That's my lil' nigga, I taught him to get it how he live, nigga
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Look, look
  That time I forgot tha bills
  Ain't been home in two weeks
  Macita lookin' for me
  Tha word all over tha streets
  Well, shiiit! I love my momma
  But all I got ta offer is drama, and many problems
  I lay back in tha cut
  These niggas out and I rob 'em, they ain't spin around here
  We all alone on my block like nobody live 'round here
  Tha lights got cut off at my house, and now I'm lookin' for a win-dow
  I can't see it, I'ma drop my pile on tha floor
  They got some niggas stuntin' in Benz, hey man, them boys ain't riders
  {gun cocks} Hand it over, partna, my feet done got tired (Break it off)
  Well, picture this, I gotta corner this ole nigga address
  He said he got that work, and needed me ta meet 'im there (Meet him there)
  Nigga, take your Roly down with somethin' shady, daddy (What?)
  Within a week he changed his mind, and... received tha package (What?)
  Oh well... back to tha drawin' board (Board)
  Cowards start hollerin' 'cause they know I'm comin' for it
    [Chorus]
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Lemme tell 'em
  You remember that there nigga use ta be thuggin' it out
  Blunt in his mouth, would stay passed up in a drought
  Run in your house, "Lay down! Nobody move!
  Tell that slut go get your stash, and empty your pockets, fool!"
  That's how it was... crime, struggle, drivin' for scrubs
  Lots of thugs... make niggas come ta answer them up
  Some niggas choose ta come back to me, ride around my set for me
  My lights off that thing 'cause I got that SKS with me
  !Okay! (!okay!)
  Listen, all you ballin' niggas betta !relocate! (!'locate!)
  'Cause, see, ya'll got it
  I gotta make my cheese !rotate! (!rotate!)
  Right now I'm doin' bad
  So just give me with whatever you have, my stomach hurt, I need a bag
  I'm street-livin'... week for week
  No-sleep livin'
  Look outside ya window in tha mornin', your jeep missin'
  My heat sizzlin'
  I'm ready ta sweep these niggas
  Geezy... make 'em remember Weezy, nigga!
    (Chorus 2x)
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Look, remember that?
    [B.G.]
  Wuz up, (Are you rememberin', B.Geezy?)
  I remember you, nigga, we go way back ta True Story, (Now) nigga, ya heard
  me
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Look, you don't remember me?
    [B.G.]
  I remember ya, nigga
    [Lil' Wayne]
  I was.. I was (You were doggin') a bad dog... (You were a lil' dog) Highly
  Grove 17, off top, nigga (Uh-huh)
  

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