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So Little
your motivation?

Is that really a
Do you really have that written down in notepad
You should be of yourself
You me, girl
I smell like

See, that's what they don't
To me it was get money or die
I come up under Birdman the One Stunner
You what I mean I'm stunner junior
Tha's all I know, that's all I knew
Get or get nothing
You know I'm saying and I feel that way for real

So hard I go I pushing
The game's so crazy I'm in it like deep
I got from trying to get the whole cookie
to make a thousand dollars everytime I played hookie
Dwayne Carter keep looking
I'm on the block, I'm a legend on the block
Ice so bright like on the watch
Yeah nigga, I dropped one eleven on the watch

So and see what I do
by you so fast, got you sneezing hachoo
They got the shivers, mayne I got the
I got to bring the hood after Katrina
Weezy F. now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga bitch I spit that
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

And that's just my right there
That's what I'm always trying to stress, you know I'm saying
If you don't me, if you don't feel me then you ain't real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me you
So, is your considered the voice of
America or America period
I mean, I would say the voice of the hood 'cause who I speak for
And myself, you know what I mean, my family, who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang shit, nigga, pump my shit
You gotta bang that wimp and go and dump bitch
You gotta that strip and go and flood that bitch
You gotta aim that shit and straight bust that
Like motherfuck niggas what they wanna do I'm ready
Campbell, no homo, black Rambo
Fucking with the boy, baby, a cambo
If he won in Vegas him on the crap table

I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in your
Like nobody a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, gotta have it, I got it I'mma spend it
Then it's back to doing any damn thing to get it
The re-ups be birthday parties
No room to park the in the garages
So outside the all you see is the roggies
If I ain't say it right, fuck it, I ain't
me

And see where everybody get me wrong at
You know what I I got that heat rock, for real
Why do you think rappers lack the impact of your music?
That's because they ain't got that rock like me
You know I mean
They spitting like me, they spitting
But, what I mean, they ain't got colds
I got the flu here man, for real
I need relief, y'all me, for real
I know y'all sick of me 'cause I'm tired of for real

And based on the bank, I'm much better
a lot of these niggas, I'm tired of these niggas
Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the
I'm cocking back and passing, catch 'em in they sternum
Ooh, that gone probably ya, that gone probably learn ya
To never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever come around here no
gangsters over here, you gotta die with the broke bitch
I'm the God I should ride the Pope
But the boy so hood I ride with my hoe, yeah yeah

And tell 'em 'bout
'em 'bout my last show
Tell 'em my last hoe
You just born to mack
Call me Dione bring the corner back, yeah
I'm in my prime niggas falling
That's right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as
me

And just what it is, nigga
If you like my shit then fuck you and your shit, man, straight up
That's how I was tough, how I was brought up
And that's how go down, man, for real
Cash-money, young-money in your motherfucking bitch
slow
Weezy F. Baby this interview is over, go to the song