| The lyric of Tha Blues, Lil Wayne's song [Lil Wayne] Come oncome on Come oncome oncome oncome on Ain t nothin nice or sweet (Huh?) They don t even much understand this (Uh-uh) Look- Now when I crawl up out the Rove I got quarters and O s Forty-fours under my clothes - I m drunk and blow And I done told them boys if they play I dump their mothers Now they findin niggas everyday slumped in gutters I come through on the block strappedbumpin Bubba for the summer in a bright orange pumpkin Hummer (??) from the Courvoisierand lots of hay And make me run in your place and take your pops away Seethey got niggas in my hood who can t cop the yay So I can get it understood and have you chopped today And not to say I could even hit your block and spray And try to knock all the bone structure out your face Stick a potato on the head of my nine - it s deadly quiet Leave a nigga redder than swineyou damn pig The plan is to take everything and kill em all Young or oldniggabig or small Ain t nothin nice [Hook (Lil Wayne)] Ain t nothin nice around herestupid Keep playin you won t see next yearstupid And in the van there s a box in the back full of plenty of tools And when you see me on the blockI come to give em the blues [Lil Wayne] Look- Now we all do dumb things Playin with Wayne doesn t have to be one of em I ll murder his father right in front of him None of em are ready for the trouble I m bout Pull up in a bubblehop outthen let a couple pop out I got two double Desert Eaglesbustin at your peoples Cussin at policesand roughin up your nieces (????) off the meters Don t leave without the heaters Believe thismy nina s got more shelves than Adidas You see the slick jackin believe it s glocks and millimeters Run up on your family and pop your senioritas A lot of Hennessy - just twist that lil baby Damnthem hollow tips just missed that lil baby This is definitelystep to meget a hysterectomy Technically I ll murder anyone who disrespectin me Seventeen Carollton - mess with meI bury one Three-eighty - I carry one Come to kill up everyone What! [Hook (Lil Wayne)] [Lil Wayne] Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cop And niggas be like Q-tip cause they breathin stop Believe or notthe ki s ten G s (??) Until I die I pullin ego that be s the block And he s so hot that four hundred degrees the spot And weed and vodk got me wanna beat a cop I grease the glockthe scope with the beam and dot And I m hangin out the Beamer top releasin shots Follow me - everybody in the family die sourly Niggas drop hourly - ruinin your economy Liquor power menow there s nothin that can bother me Creep up in your window while you re sleepin take your child with me I m wildand Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of men A lot of heata lot of firea blazer like Stoudamire Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house [Hook (Lil Wayne)]
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