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2052-01-19 11:53:00 (UTC)

Enemy Turf (Photos Version)

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Letra:
When I say I don't give a fuck
I mean that yeah
Niggas brains is getting bust
I done seen that yeah
If a shipment was coming in
I need a haul of that wodie
I need a sixty-forty nigga
And no charging that wodie
You done heard about Michael Jackson
And shiggidy shit
But you ain't never heard about me
When I'm flissing a bitch
Niggas doors getting knocked
Clean off of the hinge
See that red dot coming for
Me and my girlfriend?
'Cause I wants mine
I needs mine
And I'm about to get mine
But these dying
Look little daddy
You ain't got to worry about none of these other niggas
You needs to be worried about when Juvi coming to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
Y'all bitches better handle y'all business before I hit y'all
Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on the block aight?

It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy
It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy

My big brother Juvi
Both hit the blocks
Strapped up with the Uzis

What, what, la
Gun for gun
Eye for eye
Better move your wife and son
'Cause I ride or die
Cash Money Hot Boy, bless me when I'm gone
But until then, load up the chrome, 'cause it's on
I been bout it
Put a boot up in my lip and put my thirty up in a clip
I drop the top and then I dip I hit his block and make 'em flip
And I be full of that trash
I be the first one to jump out the jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the head
And make 'em fall in the grass
One move they all die
Lil Weezy a small fry, but gorilla when it's war time
Y'all better learn
When this nigga shoot it'll be all hell
Well then let 'em burn
Hold 'em for ransom, hear me smart boy
Seven churn and I be damn if I let 'em go
If I don't get my dough
Then hell will be all blowing
'Til I R.I.P., C.M.B. I be
I put it down for all my peeps
Nigga, I'm H.B. for real

It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy
It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy

All I know is the streets
And how to strap up
When it's time shoot it
Cock your heaters
Tie up your bags
It's time to do it
Blaze the blunt
Shut off the lights
And cut down the music
Roll down the windows
Turn the corner
And let loose with the brr
If ya don't know now
Then ya never will learn
You can play with Lil Wayne
And your block get burned
You must love to go swimming
'Cause the water gets deeper
See I bust you wide open
And take your daughter with me
Here come the beat boy
Shoot out the street lights
Time to bring on the heat boy
If you ain't really with it
Then you better get back
I open your chest
And make it look just like a wet cat
This is a death trap
I'm a guerrilla and I mean it
Leave your head still in a beaning
Lying on the cement
Calico-steaming
Red-dot beaming, dressed up suspicious
Play with Lil Weezy, you'll be dinner for the fishes

It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy
It's enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm 'a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calico
My little brother Weezy

Enemy turf
Time to strap up
What


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