《Lock And Load(Album Version|Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Lock And Load - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

[00:00:14] We won, we won

[00:00:17] And then we shot that BB gun

[00:00:21] And they lost, and they lost

[00:00:25] Cause we took they sh*t, now its time to floss

[00:00:28] 22 year old 17 war vet

[00:00:32] Life in the fast-lane, little red corvette

[00:00:36] Little red handkerchief, hangin out the right side

[00:00:39] Back pocket jeans fallin, Couple my evisu signed

[00:00:43] Yep we do shine, and they gon hate

[00:00:46] But they hated Jesus baby we won't break

[00:01:05] So we ride like 4 Pirellis

[00:01:07] So secured no security, no protectin no comparing

[00:01:09] Lok and heavy, Ocean 11

[00:01:13] Aviators, both tickers, so figures

[00:01:17] No playas, I'm Hollygrove to the heart

[00:01:21] Hollygrove from the start

[00:01:23] Don't cross Earhardt

[00:01:25] Boulevard where the ward I come from

[00:01:28] 17, one shot, never that (blum blum)

[00:01:32] Brrrt Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!

[00:01:34] What the f**k, Hollygrove stand up Ni**a!

[00:01:52] Get em get em Weezy hit em where you kill em easy

[00:01:56] Sit em in the river, leave em, they find em tomorrow evening, sinkin

[00:02:00] I'm probly drinkin that syrup

[00:02:02] Thinkin I won't slip, even though I'm leanin like a broke hip

[00:02:06] He don't know I got the nina wit the full clip

[00:02:10] Thats a somersault back spin full flip for ya?

[00:02:14] Push this button, I flip out and hit something

[00:02:17] Miss nothin i'm just bustin until this scene clean

[00:02:20] 12 hundred for the jeans stop playin

[00:02:23] Hundred dollars for the glock in my pants

[00:02:26] Who the man? I am when I stand with it pointed right at ya face

[00:02:30] Knock the brains from the back of ya neck for lack of respect

[00:02:34] I- strap a jet black gat til the deck

[00:02:37] Tell the mama to bury me with that, No *tin

[00:02:41] My hood getting kinda crazy where I be

[00:02:44] So Ronie's with me 'cause he's the OG

[00:03:16] Fresh out the back seat of the figgity phantom

[00:03:18] The haters I make em mad em when I wave at em like what up?!

[00:03:23] If it ain't about money I keep goin

[00:03:26] I tryna get that green, *s tryna mow my lawn

[00:03:29] But F**k, them boys I got the shottie on my arm

[00:03:33] If them boys run up I leave their bodies on the lawn

[00:03:36] And Duck the f**k out a there, 'cause baby its hot out there

[00:03:40] If this was a movie its time to roll the credits, cut!

[00:03:45] Its all over, all of ya brains is all over the motherf**kin block!

[00:03:49] I'm a motherf**kin rock!

[00:03:51] Hard body eagle street 17 shots

[00:03:53] Night vision double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!

[00:03:59] Drop little man drop

[00:04:01] This is not for little b**ches you man or a fox

[00:04:05] I'm layin in the drop, thinking of more money

[00:04:08] Cash money, young money

[00:04:09] Take money, your money.