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So Wayne
your motivation?

Is really a question?
Do you really have written down in your notepad
You should be ashamed of
You smell me,
I smell like

See, that's they don't understand
To me it was get money or die
I come up under Birdman the One Stunner
You know I mean I'm stunner junior
all I know, that's all I ever knew
Get money or get
You what I'm saying and I feel that way for real

So I go I keep pushing
The game's so crazy I'm in it deep pussy
I got chip from trying to get the cookie
to make a thousand dollars everytime I played hookie
Dwayne Carter keep looking
I'm on the block, I'm a legend on the block
Ice so bright like on the watch
Yeah nigga, I done one eleven on the watch

So watch and see I do
by you so fast, got you sneezing hachoo
They got the shivers, mayne I got the
I got to bring the hood back Katrina
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for
Sick bitch I spit that Leukemia
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

And that's my point right there
what I'm always trying to stress, you know what I'm saying
If you don't understand me, if you don't me then you ain't real
In my eyes, and all that count to me you know
So, is your music considered the of
Urban America or period
I mean, I say the voice of the hood 'cause thats who I speak for
And myself, you know what I mean, my family, who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, my shit
You gotta bang that wimp and go and that bitch
You gotta claim that strip and go and flood that
You gotta aim that shit and straight bust that
Like motherfuck them what they wanna do I'm ready
Tevin Campbell, no homo, Rambo
Fucking with the boy, baby, a cambo
If he won in Vegas leave him on the crap

I'm and I'm able to come run up in your stable
Like nobody a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, have it, once I got it I'mma spend it
it's back to doing any damn thing just to get it
The be like birthday parties
No room to park the in the garages
So the cribs all you see is the roggies
If I ain't say it right, fuck it, I ain't
me

And see that's where get me wrong at
You know what I mean I got that heat rock, for
Why do you think other rappers lack the of your music?
because they ain't got that heat rock like me
You know what I
They ain't spitting like me, they
But, know what I mean, ain't got colds
I got the flu here man, for real
I need relief, y'all help me, for
I know sick of me 'cause I'm tired of y'all for real

And on the bank, I'm doing much better
Than a lot of these niggas, I'm tired of these
Yawning when I see them make me and pull the burner
I'm cocking back and passing, catch 'em in they sternum
Ooh, that gone probably burn ya, that gone learn ya
To never, ever, ever, ever, ever, come around here no more
Rich over here, you gotta die with the broke bitch
I'm the God I ride with the Pope
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe, yeah

And 'em 'bout Hollygrove
Tell 'em 'bout my last
Tell 'em my last hoe
You just born to mack
Call me Dione Sanders bring the back, yeah
I'm in my niggas falling back
That's right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as
me

And that's what it is, nigga
If you don't like my shit then fuck you and shit, man, straight up
That's how I was tough, that's how I was up
And that's how go down, man, for real
Cash-money, in your motherfucking throat bitch
Swallow
Weezy F. Baby this interview is over, go to the song