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Artiste : Lil Wayne
Titre : Respect Us
[Lil´ Wayne]
What what what
What what what
What what what
Listen, listen

When I come through bustin´
Everybody on the block be runnin´
Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I be thuggin´
Got them things, ten a key, hustlin´
Catch me at tha shop, I will.. be.. there
And my prices stay low, I keep.. it.. there
And if you want it raw, I got.. it.. right.. here
And if you want war, I am.. your.. nigh-tmare
This is all I know, it´s gang bang
I hustle and slang slang
My block.. I hang hang
Who am I? Lil´ Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten in key
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it´s him or me
I pop head-bustas quick
I rock here for my brick

I chop that, Dominic´s
My shop here by the vic´s
I always.. thug in black
And always.. bustin´ gats
Your girl legs.. pumpin´ back
Now how you... lovin´ that?

[Juvenile]
Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Listen, listen
I give it to ´em how they ask me
Raw and nasty
Tha AK, I pack it
Believe I´m ´bout that action
Slash a busta like a fraction
I´m on that yolla
Standin´ on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder
Ride on your block, I see a dozen of weak jerks
Now it´s time for your momma ta order a dozen of T-shirts
For only half-a brick
I´ll blast tha fifth
And I ain´t gon´ stop shootin´ ´til I jam tha clip
Yeah, I´m a small creeper, what
But it´s about ta get ugly

Ya´ll betta call people up
I´m about ta start shovin´ my sawed-off between your guts
Wayne ´bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up
Ya´ll betta duck
When it get real, they hide from me
But, all them bustas ´bout ta get killed, I´m tired of it
Man, I´m thuggin´ ´til the day I-I die, cousin
Weezy Wee, let ´em burn, bring the fire truck in (Whoop!)

Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Nigga, let it be known
I´ll come blow up your home
Take a few blunts to tha dome
And.. show up alone
Just me and my.. flame-torch
Wayne start.. danger
Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya
Burnin´ off that Hennesy
Some-a ya´ll be feminine
Bounce in with a twitch
Leave ´em crawlin´ out a ditch
God damn... son of a shhh!.. Don´t speak
I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. Give ´em heat

Your cheese, I got.. ta.. get.. paid
I´m goin´ all out, no matter what.. it.. takes
I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper
Kill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my.. nature
Tote M1´s and keep.. tha.. block.. hot
Sell raw coke to keep.. my.. Glock.. hot
Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man
And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man
What!

Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin´ Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It´s warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain´t scared, then throw your sets up

[Juvenile]
Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil´ Weezy
You did this one here, ya heard me
They ain´t gon´ never get weared out from this one
It´s like they said, boy
In tha year 2000, it´s all about Wayne
It´s your chrome, man, run that thang
17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown
Do that there

Huh, huh, huh, huh