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lil wayne - the heat - chopped & screwed كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
f_ck with me, you know what it is

[chorus]
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
[verse 1]
dressed in all black and my gun the same color
murder my enemy love thy brother
and i ain’t never gave a sh_t about a motherf_cker
hit him up and watch the guts come up out a youngin stomach
you n_ggas better take side with young money, cash money
you’ll get left in your ride crash dummy
i’ll be around when the times get ugly
when the wheels fall off and the tires stop running
the magazine empty and the nine stop busting
i bang my fist till my palms get bl__dy
cuz i’m a monster man
i’m gonna find you and my ap nine don’t jam
i’m a rider you can’t take it out of me man
i be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
i will fire and drop a hater right where he stands
i’ma die with this blazer right in these hands

[chorus]
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
[verse 2]
twenty_two’s, thirty_eight’s, forty_four’s, forty_five’s
tucked in my thirty_eight, mack on my back i am
so ready for whatever that awaits me
run up in your place while you’re sleepin, awake thee
calicoes, ak’s, uzi_machines
got ya misplacin your arms and losin your knees
i am takin names, so who wanna leave
out this b_tch with your brains and your dew on your sleeve?
i got the hood with the names of the crew on they t’s
and i might make a funeral sweep, i ain’t bullsh_tin
ar hit ya truck got ya hood flippin
feet by the engine, head by the transmission
and i be right where i am mister
me and my d_mn pistol
me and my girlfriend
in this world alone, so bring it on
and imma have to sing you this song n_gga

[chorus]
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
i shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
i wish a motherf_cker would trip this year
[verse 3]
i got the scope on the tool i can see what you do
with a little red dot n_gga peek_a_boo
shhh the silence will speak to you
hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe
like bang, bang, say breathe n_gga breath i stand over the body with the boy in his tee
say bang, bang, say breathe deep breath i stand over the body with the boy in his chest, clear
now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cause ya boy up and left
life is short enjoy what ever is left
before you run into a n_gga like me and meet death
in less than three seconds i’ll pull a three_eighty
three feet from my waist
three inches from your face
make no mistake weezy never hesitate
i’ll pop till your sh_t separate like ew!

[bridge]
up, down, front, back, side to side
you hit that n_gga like that, he gotta die
hit him up, down, front, back, side to side
you hit that n_gga like that, he gotta die
say up, down, front, back, side to side
you hit that n_gga like that, he gotta die
say up, down, front, back, side to side
hit that n_gga like that, he gotta die woah

[outro]
weezy f baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, this is the carter for you
one

- lil wayne

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