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[Lil' Wayne]Cut the lights off nigga (Cut 'em off)You know what time it is (What)You know what time it is (What)Strap -Up (Gun Cocks)[Verse 1]Alot of niggas better move outCause here I come with my clickWith the tools outAll of a sudden all these cowardsStartin to spook out It's warfare a buncha of niggasBout to loose outIt's time to load up them thangs Hit the spot run in his houseAnd make 'em show up then thangsTake 'em in the room go in his pockets And then blow up his brainNo matter the weatherRain, snow, sleet, or hailI'ma slang that metal So tell 'em niggas in yo' hoodTo get it togetherCause i'm the tolas mario And we down for whateverNerver underestimate or you goin underY'all keep on playin with Lil WayneBut that lil' boy troubleAnd plus this shorty be ?? wodieBe storin' bundles M start wildin and Hit the block and let his toys rumble And it go ratter tatterIt be ?? niggas scatter When the M-1 shatter And everybody on they blockThey get bout ten in they bladder[Chorus 2x]Tell 'em lights offMask on Creep silentYour lifes goneWe done left the block quiet[Verse 2]LaWhen it's time to rideIt ain't no time to playIt could be time to dieAt any time of the dayAnd i'll be godammitIf i let a nigga steel meIt will not happenI'ma fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'emAnd got my glocks rabbin'Leave a nigga spot damagedThat's how the beat made usI chief three blunts So I can get a head rushThen come around the cornerAnd your whole day crushI'm sick and tiredNiggas choosin test a boyThey get hit and die Some of 'em scared of man slaughterSo they stay inside And watch they partner get lit upAnd then they ask whyThat's cause you played wit' meThey could'nt of known im'a guerillaDrama stayed with me Run in his home went to kill himTook his head with meYou better get it right or keep it rightOr lose your whole townTell em' lights offIt's about to go down [Chorus 2x][Verse 3]Massacire all these streets block it offLil' Wayne in yo' hoodWith something like a rocket dogAnd i'm after ya I don't pass beef I stop at all That boy got a head on his shouldersI knock it offI'm highly intoxicated mixing krystelle and vodkaSomebody call the doctor Cause my chopper done went blocka, knockaNigga out the way manI'm sorry but us guerillas we can't stay tamed, say it manAre you ready, readyReady for warfare Wayne, Turk, Juvi, and BGeezy they all thereWe all flare, don't care, dog they all tearGive the guns to the one with the long hairAnd block burnerIt gets quiet they see the rims twenty four seventy(Breathes)they breathe heavlilyBullets they come steadilyYou better stay off the blockCause you might fallYou better stay off the blockCause the lights off[Chorus 4x][Lil' Wayne]Lights offTell em' lights offLa, la, la lights off Nigga lights offWe done left the block quietmore