W2

Damn, Wayne, you never lose

Talkin' all that brother shit, I ain't dyin' with you, niggas

Talkin' all that fool shit, nigga, know you fool, nigga

Know you not 100, nigga, you is not one thousand, nigga

You is gon' run, you is gon' tell my kids

Talkin' all that brother shit, you ain't dyin' for your mans

Cappin' in them racks, why you lyin' to your fans?

You ain't gettin' to them heads, why you tryin' do the dance?

My nigga 50 said, you can't stack a 50, then you playin'

I be in the hood rollin' dual now

Money keep on callin', I be ballin' like a school gym

Big weight pushin' round this bitch, niggas too slim

Dicks get behind me in the chase, I'ma lose them

Bitch, where the blues? I don't need to cat-cat

Love when you bring it back fast like a scat pack

Gettin' high, dumpin' three fives out of Knapsack

Broke bitch, I don't dub, too, that's a rap, rap

Give me 30, I don't pump, too

And a pack of leaves

Give me 30 minutes to a rock, crack a G

Nigga better tap into some pipe, try a tap of B

I don't really rap, lil' nigga, I be trappin' peas

I can get you right together, what you tryna do?

The grain that I got kick hard like I'm Mountain Dew

I knock 50 off if you buy two

And them numbers get even lower if you buy a few