Tha Blues lyrics

Artist  : Lil` Wayne 
Song : Tha Blues



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 [Lil Wayne]
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?)
They don't even much understand this (Uh-uh)
Look- 
Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters
and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes - I'm drunk and blow
And I done told them boys if they play I dump
their mothers
Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in
gutters
I come through on the block strapped, bumpin'
Bubba
for the summer in a bright orange pumpkin Hummer
(??) from the Courvoisier, and lots of hay
And make me run in your place and take your pops
away
See, they got niggas in my hood who can't cop the
yay
So I can get it understood and have you chopped
today
And not to say I could even hit your block and
spray
And try to knock all the bone structure out your
face
Stick a potato on the head of my nine - it's
deadly quiet
Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig
The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all
Young or old, nigga, big or small
Ain't nothin' nice

[Hook (Lil Wayne)]
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in the back full of
plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block, I come to give
'em the blues

[Lil Wayne]
Look-
Now we all do dumb things
Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll murder his father right in front of him
None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout
Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple
pop out
I got two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your
peoples
Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces
(????) off the meters
Don't leave without the heaters
Believe this, my nina's got more shelves than
Adidas
You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks
and millimeters
Run up on your family and pop your senioritas
A lot of Hennessy - just twist that lil' baby
Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby
This is definitely, step to me, get a
hysterectomy
Technically I'll murder anyone who disrespectin'
me
Seventeen Carollton - mess with me, I bury one
Three-eighty - I carry one
Come to kill up everyone
What!

[Hook (Lil Wayne)]

[Lil Wayne]
Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cop
And niggas be like Q-tip 'cause they breathin'
stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's (??)
Until I die I pullin' ego that be's the block
And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the
spot
And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop
I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and
dot
And I'm hangin' out the Beamer top releasin'
shots
Follow me - everybody in the family die sourly
Niggas drop hourly - ruinin' your economy
Liquor power me, now there's nothin' that can
bother me
Creep up in your window while you're sleepin',
take your child with me
I'm wild, and Wheezy more violent than Dennis
Rodman
Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot
of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like
Stoudamire
Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up
with bodies by your house

[Hook (Lil Wayne)]