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[Lil' Wayne]Big Tymers, nigga (Big Tymers, nigga)I got that work, nigga (I got that work, nigga)Look, look, listen:This is where them niggas die fastSell bricks and buy bagsThey dodge class to hit the block and go find cashIf you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast'Cause, my man, ain't no escapin' when shots blastYou wonder why the cops keep circlin'Niggas murderin'I ain't never saw 'em beforeTonight we twurkin' 'emNiggas wearin' masks like glassesNiggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classicsPants to my knees 'cause the glock make it slouchI can't talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouthAnd, wodie, when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it's winterAnd if a nigga whisper, pistols eat him up for dinnerSeventeen representer - you don't like it, do somethin'And I'll bet you'll see a nigga outside 'bout two-somethin'And we like to dress in all black up in my residenceAin't got on no suits 'cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)][Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] And hit blocks with glocksMake 'em get on the floor[Baby]Nigga wakin' up to alley cats and ratsProject bitches that tote gatsNiggas kickin' the dope, but the crack done smack backLil' niggas runnin' through the hallwaysWhile other niggas playin' ball - made a court in the drivewayThings ain't the same where I use to playIt's guns and broadsNew cars, neighborhood superstarsAnd hoes smokin' cigarsLil' ones sittin' on the carWatchin' the bus hollerin',"Them people comin!" when that blue car pull upI'm tired of catchin' cuts, and bendin' cornersI got that work - got youngsters on all four cornersYou got the quarters, and you got them halvesI got the quarter ki's, and Fresh got the slabsTen a ki is the price if you want a brickAnd if you don't know that, nigga - tax the bitch[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)][Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocksMake 'em get on the floor[Baby] For sure, wodie[Mannie Fresh]It's the return of the click-clackin'Downtown pistol packin'Y'all remember me from back in the '89 eraWhen killers use to wear mascaraAnd run through the court causin' terrorRandom riot gunshotsGovernment-issued glocksThat's bakin' soda added with that odor - now you got clatch potsNiggas went from (?) to frozen cupsTo catchin' cuts, to big ole nutsShorty, I been on missionsJackin' niggas for Balley competitionsStickin' guns in bustas' backsEverybody, come out your Polos and your ZodiacsBut that was back in the daysSee, niggas done changed they waysWent from snug-nose-38's to hand grenadesNow it's a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed atOr fussed atNine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, niggas can trust that[Hook - 4x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)][Wayne] Nigga, we done sold more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] More ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocksMake 'em get on the floor[Baby] For sure, lil' one[Wayne] What![Baby {talking}]Y'all got to understandWe got this shit on lock, wodieIf you ain't makin' money you ain't doin' what you suppose toI understand niggas kickin' in doors for twenty-inch momo'sWhatever it take, lil' daddyAnd it don't matterIf I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take minesIf you get caught up, you better believe it..that that iron gon' get your mind right, dogWe hustlin' for sure, faBling-blingin' without a doubtLike new cars, and pretty broadsAnd neighborhood superstarsMoneyBitchesRags to richesmore