Spittin' Game Letra

Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out.Turk:Niggas steady getting choppedLosin they life behind stupid shitAin't that a bitchNiggas, gettin' they wig splitAnd it's a shameKillin' has became a fameI cannot see my brains layinOn the groundI keep my 9 on my waistlineChop 'em downPicks up the shells to leave no evidence aroundand, it's t-shirt landwhen niggas ain't playin'Got a chrome glock got it cockedRed dot on yo' knotAs I popNonstopTill you dropPronounced deadOn the spotIt's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' blockA nigga, from BlackConnectWill leave ya wetFa' sho yo' face is on the nextIf ya disrespectI ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' itHollow points bullets racin' itNiggas ain't makin' itWhen I bustTell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trustIf you bust, when I sprayHead for shelter10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail yaA lot of punk niggas try to play hardPut yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgueBetter be cool if you don't, that's all on you.Bullet Proof:16 worth a mill my whole clique push dopeTransportin' ki's in the all black Camero50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heatI'm a Hot Boy to the policeAnd I'm a thug on the streetYeah I score from Slim and B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the halvesGoin' for 2 G'sUPT connect, bout stackin', leave ya wetNiggas who disrespect, my chopper put in checkBig body on broaders, that's all I knowMansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floorDouble R and DR watched by Uptown security guards10 G's a ki, 36 o's a piece4 and a half, 2 G's, but I'll take 18Got some niggas on my team bout head bussin' and greenFlippin' hundreds to G's, hoopties, to benziesI get my ki's, from my uncle KCHe's a Magnolia soldierBe in 10 in AngolaShoot out in that 'NoliaKnock ya head off ya shouldersJuvenile:I ain't about no playinWhen I'm comin' get out the wayGun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the runwayHead straight back to the hot blockFlight in a halfIf I'm out there bad I might cut you in halfUTP tatooed it, across my stomach stay bootedLook I'm a looter, holdin' the RugerOr a 6 shooterOn Tuesdays and ThursdaysYou better watch for the sweepLook them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the streetI'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' them peopleStaked out the area, and rob the chinese storeDo it like it's legal, I heard heads in powerBitches want the dope dick children and cop blockersNiggas in the cut with ski masks lookin' for meI'm on top of the roof with a chopper watchin' em tooFuck with me your mans urge get in his curtainsNow send ya peopleTo the TC and we gon' hurt 'emI'm seein' niggas Shootin like that heavy on 'bauds and tensI'm in the Chevy with B.G. and our girlfriendsPark 'round the corner leave ya gun and creep slowLook bitch this ain't the night show, lay it down hoeYa think I'm playin, ask Baby and Slim how I canHook me up I don't have time for no gamesLook here I stompin in this bitchI'm chompin' a new fitI'm bound to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dickLook at what ya facin partnerA whole nation Of niggas that's mind damagedOut here paper chasin'With that iron I'ma roll wit emMama don't pray for me I don't back down from no niggaThey got a place for meLil Wayne:See I want millions, hundreds and big thousandsTryin' to rain clout and third ward public housin'Uptown streets is where all my ends meetGive me 9 9 G tryin' to see my destinyI do it all to ball drop the phone if I callSee I'm livin' real large eventhough I'm real smallBut don't let that fool yaMoney rules everything around meCreepin up silent behind ya that's where ya find meI ain't hear for a lilI want the whole damn spotI cock my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the topNigga be runnin' with moneyThings you doin' I done done it9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it cominSlugs hummin' chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laserInfrared fled big bread money makerPop a slug barrell shaker for big paperBig ballin' life taker for big cakerBen Franklin, bank televancin' big bankinBust 'em ???? em, left stankin' ship sankin'Ain't no such thing like see another nigga come upBut if I don't know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuffCall it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya ownSee how quick model homes leave home and fell a domeRoam to the top, slip up and get buckGet out my way, fo' I sprayI'm tryin' to live upB.G.:Young thugger, baby gangstaThug or get poppedOff topAim my pistol straight for head shotsI release the safety, if ya chase meBest waste meDon't hunt bitch down in ya wayOr ya make meReverse the game and wax that assStop you from playin' I clear yo block on that assNigga wonder why I stressUptowns the placeIt's the bestWe got weapons that'll go through ya vestGet left wetDisrespect it's beef fo sho Got back up, from the Mac Melph CalioYou got coke, and don't wanna go brokeVL itCuz around me bitch I'm doin bad ya can't sell itB.G. terrorize4 niggas ya digBitch niggas get split If you got change on ya wigI'll take the hitReal fast and quick226 my clique Cash Money the shitProject heroesBout 6 zeroesMakin' records is the front we got 10 kilosUnload reloadIf ya ball you fallIf I jack you I don't want half I want allStand tall for mineNuts hang I'm realMy skills outstandin' Kill or be killedNiggas out to give me the bluesLet 'em kill me, I refuseI'm down for killingBut the one ofI was accusedI leave ya funkyI put my trunk-yHair by a monkeySo what ya self cuz I'm down to act a donkeyIn theN.O. town, jackers 3, 4 deepPut ya sleep if ya playin' wit a QBBitch