Warning (Remix)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda] I get money, I get money, ooh, I'm getting paper I ain't playing, I ain't playing, I'll smack the shit out a hater That's my baby girl right there, ooh, she with her friends I'm a dawg, I ain't shit, I'ma wind up hittin' her friends Bad Guy Outlaw, ooh, I'm like Pac But I ain't die after the second time I got shot I got greasy bars, ooh, I'm talking reckless Got niggas that's beefing with each other on the same record Look at Jeezy, look at Ross, ooh, they falling out It's not just New York, they beefing with each other in the south I get paper, I get paper, ooh, I'm getting money This the real remix, Cam was just bein' funny [Verse 2: French Montana] Bring 'em in, kick 'em out like ooh, see you later Mix purple with the yellow like ooh, I'm a Laker (Swish) Ain't no doubt about it, I'm a Lamborghini parker And my shorty got a donk like ooh, Candace Parker Hopping out that thang, ooh, chain dangle Getting top at my favorite song, ooh, head-banger Montana, Murda, and you know we run the state See shorty actin boujie, but ooh, her bag fake Hit up Sue's, Perfection's, ooh, Sin City Montana, Coke Boyz, ooh, we run the city Homie tryna keep up, ooh, they goin' broke I'll finish your career, ooh, get a rope (Uh) [Interlude: Female] Warning Warning Warning Warning [Verse 3: Jadakiss & (Styles P)] Dope money, dope money, ooh (That Montega) In the spot getting guap, ooh (That's hard labor) In the club popping bottles (Yeah, we blowing that sour) Hand full of real niggas (Rest of these niggas cowards) How you want it? (How you want it?) Hands, gun or the knife? (Soon as your man see the barrel) He gon' run for his life (Bullets flying) Bullets flying, ooh (Another wake) (Everyday is a funeral) Niggas is not safe (Yeah, you copping at the dealer) But nigga, it's not weight (Nine'll blow your brains out) My nigga cannot wait (Ridin' dirty) Ridin' dirty (Ooh, that's European) Put my key in, put your key in (Ooh), look what we seein' (I'm the) Nicest, I'm the (Hardest), give it to any artist From the coldest to the hottest (Excuse me for being modest) (Bet I'm clapping if I'm drawing) Talk to me in the morning (Next time it's shots fired) This is the only warning Yeah, what? [Verse 4: Jim Jones] Uncle Murda gave you a warning I ain't giving you shit, I come at the bitch stormin' Four extended, clear thirty shots, clear up your foreign I told you fuck rappers your life is not that important Like grrr (Grrr), my niggas selling the white And ooh, I'm like Suge and y'all Vanilla Ice (Hang 'em) And ooh, if I get locked you know I'm bailing tonight I spoke to my lawyer, he telling me that's it's light Like, I'm from Harlem, catch me up in the Heights I don't got on Jordans, you catch me up in some whites Ooh, these niggas pussy, don't trust 'em, they like dykes Ooh, my niggas vamps, don't trust 'em, we might bite, like [Interlude: Female & (Vado)] Warning Warning Warning Warning (Slime) [Verse 5: Vado] Yellow top bottles it move sell at the lobby Niggas snitching like kids like ooh, I'm telling mommy Third time he slipping, ooh, let's go get 'em Got the drop where he live at with two of my hoes with him Today I'm feeling ignorant, zoomin' down Lenox Benz door sky high like ooh, that 'bout did it My man mom's on me, ooh, I'm not with it Hear the voices in my head like ooh, do not hit it Let me be specific, dude, I'm that nigga I could coach you how to ball with your green like Doc Rivers Homicide roaming, ooh, them blocks shiver Doc siz is how I cradle the rock, a guap getter [Interlude: Female & Cam'Ron] Warning Warning Warning Warning (Killa) [Verse 5: Cam'Ron] My girlfriend's girlfriends, ooh, they don't like me See me with a chick they like ooh, that ain't wifey Looking at my feet, these shoes, they ain't Nike Man, don't even ask, ooh, them things pricey Chick's baby fathers ooh, they wanna fight me Jewelry out the freezer, ooh, a nigga icey Her coochie ain't right, ooh, it's a crisis Smelling like fish, ooh, she a pisces Oh-twelve-seven, ooh, that thang pretty Make me say ooh, ooh like Sin City Getting money, getting money, man, I'm getting paper I ain't playing, I ain't playing, I'll smack the shit out a hater Smack the shit out your neighbor, smack the shit out the mayor Smack the shit out your pregnant baby ma while she in labor