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Enemy Turf

Ah, hmm, hmm

Hmm, hmmWhen I say I don't give a fuck

I mean that yeah

Niggaz brains is gettin' bust

I didn't say that, yeahIf a shipment was comin' in

I need a haul of dat wodie

I need a sixty, forty nigga

And no chargin' that wodieYou done heard about Michael Jackson

And shiggidy shit

But you ain't never heard about me

When I'm flissin' a bitchNiggas shoulders getting' knocked

Clean off of they head

See that red dot comin' from

Me and my girlfriend'Cause I wants mine

I needs mine

And I'm about to get mine

At these timesLook lil' daddy

You ain't got to worry about

None of these other niggas

You needs to be worried about

When Juvi comin' to get ya

Look, I make a phone call to the big dogY'all bitches better handle

Y'all business before I hit y'all

Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice

I still bust a nigga head on the block arightIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm a play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the uzisIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the uzisWhat, what, La

Gun for gun

Eye for eye

Better move yo' wife and son'Cause I ride or die

Cash money hot boy

Bless me when I'm gone

But until then load up

The chrome 'cause it's onI been 'bout it

Put a boot up in my lip

And put my dirty up in a clip

I drop the top and then I flip

I hit his cock and make 'em flip

And I be full of that trashI be the first one to jump out the Jag bust at 'em fast

Watch the bullets chop off the head

And make 'em fall in the grass

One move they all dieLil' Weezy small fry

Guerilla, when it's war time

Y'all better learn

When this nigga shoot it'll be all hellWell then let 'em burn

Hold 'em fo' ransom, hear me smart boy

Seven churn and I be damn if I let 'em go

If I don't get my doughThen hell will be all blowin'

'Til I R.I.P., C.M.B., I be

I put it down for all my peeps

Nigga, I'm H.B. for realIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm a play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the uzisIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm a play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the uzisAll I know is the streets

And how to strap up

When it's time shoot it

Cock yo' heatersTie up yo' bags

It's time to do it

Blaze the blunt

Shut off the lightsAnd cut down the music

Roll down the windows

Turn the corner

And let loose with the brrIf ya don't know now

Then ya never will learn

You ca play with Lil' Wayne

And yo' block get burnedYou must love to go swimmin'

'Cause tha water gets deeper

See I bust you wide open

And take 'ya daughter with meHere come the beat boy

Shoot out the street lights

Time to bring on the heat boy

If you ain't really wit itThen you better get back

I open yo' chest

And make it look just like a wet cat

This is a death trapI'ma a guerilla and I mean it

Leave ya' head still in a beanin'

Lyin' on the cement

Calico steamin', red dot beamin'

Dressed up suspicious

Play wit Lil' Weezy

You'll be dinner for tha fishesIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm a play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the uzisIt's enemy turf that I'm on

So I'm a play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calico

My lil' brother WeezyMy big brother Juvi

Both hit tha blocks

Strapped up with the UzisEnemy Turf

Time to strap up

What

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