[Paparue]   Original roughnecks, hear {laughing}   Check!      (Chorus 2x)   Nobody burn them blocks like-a we   Nobody bust them heads like-a we   Nobody could outshine we   Tha whole CMR, CMR family      [Lil' Wayne]   Look, it's little rhymecholy   Legendary like Bob Marley   17 ward superstar, feel me   I tell ya, shorty million dollar, nigga   Don't test, 'cause lil' shorty is a rider, nigga   Got my click behind me.. every step of tha way   Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face   I'm a bloodhound... I ain't lyin', I'm thugged out!   I'm from uptown... and that ain't no Beverly Hills   You wan' know what that be like? Well, curiousity kills   Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha dummy   'Specially if it's a drought, I got ta have tha money   Take tha hit, even if it's below tha average money   Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family uppy   I'm just a lil' thug, what   Belt-buckle fall down to my cuffs, what   And police don't even matter, they can suck what   Tha price right if I catch ya slippin', nigga, what what.. what      (Chorus)   Nobody burn them blocks like-a we (nawww)   Nobody bust them heads like-a we (hmmmm)   Nobody could outshin we   Tha whole CMR, CMR family ([Baby]What!) ([Pap.] For real!)      ([Baby]What! What!)Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([Pap.] nawww)   Nobody bust them heads like-a we ([Baby] Say it, say it) ([Pap.] hmmmm)   Nobody could outshine we   Tha whole CMR, CMR family (For real!!)      [Mannie Fresh]   Eeh, what, what   What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha threats that you sendin' me?   Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy   I hear you tellin' people 'bout tha people you done   But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all about fun   What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right!   Why your bitch-ass even showed up tonight?   Nigga, we use ta kick it like Tai Bo   I don't know.. what made you go sideshow, turn jive whore   Kickin', trifling, dirty, and low   We use ta split chicken.. ride ta Texas and back   I drive tha rental car while you drive tha Cadillac   Shakin' like a pair of hot dice   Doin' 55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and police   Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul   Treat'cha like Chicago in tha winter: ice cold!   9-karat 44's, and Calicos   Keep a clean nose   And tight Teflon bullet-proof clothes      (Chorus)   Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([B.G.] What? What?)   Nobody bust (Stop!) them heads like-a we (What? What?)   Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)   Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (What?) family (What?) ([Pap.] Uh-huhh!)      Nobody burn them blocks (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww) ([B.G.]    What? What?)   Nobody bust them heads (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] hmmmm) ([B.G.]    What? What?)   Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)   Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (Stop!) family (Stop!) ([Pap.] For real!!)      [Baby]   Nigga outta line, get smoked   I don't kidd, or joke   Fuckin' with my B.G., off top I'm goin' broke   I don't play with these niggas   I get.. low down and dirty   And have niggas' brains coverin' tha ground   I'm tha number-one stunter, you don't want my trouble   I'll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer   I'm from back in tha game, but ain't a damn thing change      [B.G.]   Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same      [Baby]   My money long, but it don't run with tha airport   I just bought a Hotel Cash Money Resort   Hos love my grill, hos love my crib      [B.G.]   These hos just love tha way that.. Baby live      [Baby]   But I'm a thug-ass nigga, arms full of some taps   Got a Cash Money Millionaires 'cross my back   You don't want funk with me.. I don't think you do, nigga      [B.G.]   We'll put ten-a-piece on your whole crew      [Baby]   What!      (Chorus 4x)   {fading out begins in 4th}