Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Look, young desperado, straight out the grotto I'm so bad, my shadow chooses not to follow Little nigga, but see me as a fuckin' rhino Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano It's a drought, ain't it? How the fuck would I know? Nigga, I've been gettin' my share in like Sonny Bono I ran the streets, check my bio I started high with two O's just like Ohio I'm fuckin' nuts; cashews But I'm so DC like fat shoes I skate away, like, "Later dudes" Never get caught, baby, I'm mashed potato smooth And just when it stopped, I made it move Respect me, nigga, I'm a dog; no Asian food I wet up the party, so have a bathin' suit And daisy dukes, you bitch ass nigga [Chorus: Lil Wayne] My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that You ain't really even 'bout all that And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that You ain't never been about all that, fall back [Verse 2: Fat Joe] Niggas must want Joey to lean on 'em Flash the blinky, splash his dreams on 'em Let 'em sleep on it, it's nothin' to Crack Lay the murder game down, back to hustlin' packs Yeah, Weezy homie's got your back, whether raps or macks Either way, they both spit like, "Blrrat!" Nigga, them motherfuckers is broke like them levees And we done sold so much dope, ain't shit you tell me, nigga How you want it, huh? Coke or dog food? My shit'll have you runnin' naked like in Old School And, yeah, we 'bout it, 'bout it, and you ain't ridin' on me Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal army And I'm a rider, homie, and you can find it on me That .40 cal'll get your shirt picture ironed on it Haha, this shit is funny to me All these niggas wantin' war, but they runnin' from me, crack! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that You ain't really even 'bout all that And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that You ain't never been about all that, fall back [Verse 3: Birdman] I had 'em as lil' niggas, raised 'em 'round real niggas Poppin' bottles, fuckin' with them bitches, nigga Made money to the ceilin', me and my young nigga chillin' I'm in the streets, hustlin', gettin' money, nigga Changed all my new shoes, nigga, got some new tools, nigga Got some more jewels, we was gettin' money And ain't nothin' ever change, still doin' the thang Still gettin' money, still spendin' change We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin' Nigga, yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks Got the dope in the Hummer, cold case for that thing I hate the law for what they done did, done broke in niggas cribs Wish I woulda caught 'em, I'da split they fuckin' wig 3rd Ward, let me claim my fame I put it down, Uptown, I'ma do my thang, believe that [Chorus: Lil Wayne] My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that You ain't really even 'bout all that And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that You ain't never been about all that, fall back