Saturday, April 28, 2012

Lil Wayne - Beat Without Bass







Young money cash money dipset byrdgang we a team baby welcome to dipset baby {Lil Wayne} Okay, my leather so soft but don't think I ain't hard Bitch say Weezy make it rain, I say bitch I ain't God But I am God's son, but you know I ain't Nas See, he got a positive aim, and I aim nines Man, little Weezy got a style that even I can't find Man, some shit just be so hard, I be like that line ain't mine And if that is under a gram, then that line ain't mine And if you niggas talking war, well bitch, it's combat time Hey, I take three l's to the head: love, live, life, and I'm dead Young Money, Dipset, that's what this is And if I ain't good looking, you can bet my bitch is I done made it off Apple Street like it was 2300 Jackson Street Young Money, can't join 'em nor beat 'em Where the fuck is Robin Leech when you need him? A rich nigga can't even buy freedom That's why I give my white bitches everything but freedom I do my white bitches anything but beat 'em And if they like rat poison, then I'ma feed 'em I'm sophisticated, fresh from Antarctica my wrist just made it I'm rich bitch, I ain't broke no more But I will still chop you up and feed your ass to the poor I'm 'bout my cream like a s'more You old ass rappers better stay on tour You're like 44, I got a 44, I'm 24 I could murk you and come home when I'm 44 {chorus} what's a beat without bass chain hangin to the dick nigga all them diamonds in her face homie get in dip's face so imma show u 38s when we ride its 25s scrapin ...

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