And tote my black calico
Niggaz brains is gettin' bust
Strapped up with the uzis
My lil' brother Weezy
And tote my black calico
Hold 'em fo' ransom, hear me smart boy
Shut off the lights
Cock the hollow points
I need a haul of dat wodie
You'll be dinner for tha fishes
And how to strap up
See I bust you wide open
And no chargin' that wodie
Strapped up with the Uzis
And put my dirty up in a clip
I need a sixty, forty nigga
And tote my black calico
Leave ya' head still in a beanin'
You ca play with Lil' Wayne
Strapped up with the uzis
Then you better get back
Then ya never will learn
Both hit tha blocks
And I be full of that trash
My lil' brother Weezy
Y'all business before I hit y'all
Cock the hollow points
Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice
'Cause tha water gets deeper
So I'm a play it how it go
All I know is the streets
Both hit tha blocks
I open yo' chest
You done heard about Michael Jackson
And make 'em fall in the grass
Enemy Turf
I been 'bout it
If you ain't really wit it
Cock the hollow points
See that red dot comin' from
My lil' brother Weezy
Clean off of they head
Watch the bullets chop off the head
Play wit Lil' Weezy
Look lil' daddy
Turn the corner
I put it down for all my peeps
So I'm a play it how it go
My lil' brother Weezy
I didn't say that, yeah
If I don't get my dough
My big brother Juvi
Guerilla, when it's war time
Both hit tha blocks
It's enemy turf that I'm on
And cut down the music
I be the first one to jump out the Jag bust at 'em fast
And let loose with the brr
So I'm play it how it go
It's enemy turf that I'm on
My big brother Juvi
It's enemy turf that I'm on
You ain't got to worry about
My lil' brother Weezy
The chrome 'cause it's on
I mean that yeah
I still bust a nigga head on the block aright
My big brother Juvi
It's enemy turf that I'm on
Nigga, I'm H.B. for real
Strapped up with the uzis
You needs to be worried about
Time to strap up
I'ma a guerilla and I mean it
And yo' block get burned
This is a death trap
Eye for eye
Both hit tha blocks
When Juvi comin' to get ya
When I'm flissin' a bitch
What, what, La
I needs mine
Tie up yo' bags
Lil' Weezy small fry
Both hit tha blocks
My big brother Juvi
Cash money hot boy
It's enemy turf that I'm on
My big brother Juvi
So I'm a play it how it go
Here come the beat boy
'Cause I ride or die
Cock the hollow points
Strapped up with the uzis
Put a boot up in my lip
My big brother Juvi
Y'all better learn
One move they all die
'Cause I wants mine
And tote my black calico
You must love to go swimmin'
Cock yo' heaters
Better move yo' wife and son
When I say I don't give a fuck
Blaze the blunt
At these times
And I'm about to get mine
Dressed up suspicious
Shoot out the street lights
Cock the hollow points
Then hell will be all blowin'
So I'm a play it how it go
And shiggidy shit
But you ain't never heard about me
Well then let 'em burn
If a shipment was comin' in
Strapped up with the uzis
If ya don't know now
Cock the hollow points
Both hit tha blocks
Seven churn and I be damn if I let 'em go
My lil' brother Weezy
Lyin' on the cement
But until then load up
When this nigga shoot it'll be all hell
And make it look just like a wet cat
I hit his cock and make 'em flip
It's enemy turf that I'm on
Y'all bitches better handle
When it's time shoot it
It's time to do it
And tote my black calico
Bless me when I'm gone
I drop the top and then I flip
Roll down the windows
Niggas shoulders getting' knocked
And take 'ya daughter with me
So I'm a play it how it go
'Til I R.I.P., C.M.B., I be
Time to bring on the heat boy
And tote my black calico
None of these other niggas
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
Calico steamin', red dot beamin'
Gun for gun
Me and my girlfriend
