[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]   Young desperado straight out the grotto   I'm so bad my shadow chooses not to follow   Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino   Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano   It's a drought ain't it? How the fuck would I know?   Nigga I been gettin' my Cher in (share in) like Sonny Bono   I ran the streets... check my bio   I started high wit' two O's just like Ohio   I'm fuckin' nuts... cashews   But I'm so DC like fat shoes   I skate away... like later dudes!   Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato smooth   And just when it stopped... I made it move   Respect me nigga I'm a dog... no Asian food   I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit   And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga      [Chorus - Lil Wayne]   Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'   And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit   My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'   And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit   My nigga... 'Cause you aint really even 'bout all that   You ain't really even 'bout all that   And don't'cha forget.. I know ya you ain't 'bout all that   You ain't never been about all that... fall back      [Verse 2 - Fat Joe]   Niggaz must want Joey to lean on 'em   Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em   Let 'em sleep on it it's nothin' to Crack   Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs   Yeah Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks   Either way they both spit like BRRRRAT!   Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies   And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me   Nigga... how you want it ?? coke or dog food?   My shit'll have you runnin' naked like an old school   And yeah we 'bout it 'bout it and you ain't ridin' on me   Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin'   And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me   That 40 cal'll get you ??   This shit is funny to me   All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... Crack!      [Chorus - Lil Wayne]      [Verse 3 - Birdman]   I had 'em as lil' niggaz raised 'em 'round real niggaz   Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga   Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga   Chillin' I'm in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga   Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools   Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money   And ain't nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang   Still gettin' money still spendin' change   We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday   And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin'   Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks   Got the dope in the Hummer cold case for that thang   I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs   Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they fuckin' wig   3rd Ward let me claim my fame   I put it down Uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat      [Chorus - Lil Wayne]