[Lil' Wayne talking]   Py til I die,    just because,    pyru, b's up,    bitch I'm me      [chorus]   Young money is the label   Let us in the door,    comin in this bitch    all red to the floor   And I'm blooded soowoop    and I'm blooded soowoop   I got bloods on stage    bloods at my shows   Fuck with my bloods    got blood on your cloths   And I'm blooded soowoop (2x's)      Once again its on,    yea I'm back in the booth   Stand at the top    like a tac in the roof   Still on these hoes    like a mack in a suit   Still on my toes    not a crack in my shoe   Rappers talkin about me    but I don't give a hoot (fuck 'em!)   These niggas still lyin    I'm the muthafukin truth (fuck 'em!)   Talk tough till I knock off your kuff   And I own my team,    I'm like a Maloof   They hatin on me    I'm just tryin to be weezy   Just like young jeezy    in da lima bean Ghini   Smoked out my mind baby    and now I'm seein 3-D   Dope boy fresh from my fitted    to my DC   All red so these hoes know who we be   We B's Bloods we B's   Popeye flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas   Gettin high on a yacht call it seaweed      [chorus]      Yea, I advance my flow    and they must like that   They like it so much,   they say they write that   Barkin at the dog,   but I don't bite back   I aint CPR    I aint bringin they life back   Black CVR    bad bitch on a bite back   Skittles on my wrist,    yea nigga the bright pack   Ima shine, I live where da light at   Airforce fly call me a nike check   Brand new coupe same color as the sky   The dash say 2, lord know I'm gon try   Cop pull me over lord know I'm gon lie   They go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry   Them niggas throwin salt all over my fries   So ima just walk all over them guys   Niggas throwin darts never hit the bullseye   Young money bitch new orleans east side      [chorus]      Yea, been around the world rep the same thang   Been around the world its the same gang   B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat blaaat bang bang   I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life   So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night   I aint worried bout you I'm just tryin do me   Last album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3   I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see   Bitches just wish they could call and order me   My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5   Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine   (B's up!)      [chorus]