ฟังเพลงRespect Us (Album Version|Explicit)

Respect Us (feat. Juvenile) - Lil Wayne

What what what

What what what

What what what

Listen, listen

When I come through bustin

Everybody on tha block be run nin

Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I be thug gin

Got them things ten up, keep 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 bang bang

I hustle and slang slang

My block I hang hang

Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man

I represent CMB

My cell is ten in heat

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, I'ma

My shop here

I always thug in black

And always bustin' gats

Your girly's fuckin' back

Now how you lovin' that

Hot Boy, wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set up

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set 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 fifty

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 tha day I

I die, cousin

Weezy Wee let 'em burn, bring

tha fire truck in whoooo

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set up

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set 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 wrong colts to keep my glock hot

Never add taxes to my price, man

And if a boy play, I ride at night, man

What!

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set up

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set up

Hot Boy wardy respect us

Represen tin' Cash Money Records

It's warfare, you betta vest up

But if you ain't scared,

they blow your set up

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