Lil Boyz (feat. Big Tymers & Lil Wayne)

[Verse 1: Juvenile]

Huh...

You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot

You lil boyz don't wanna do nothin' but hang on tha block

Yoy lil boyz ain't ready to go to tha pen

You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men

You lil boyz better stay in your place

You lil boyz ain't gon' be scared until you catch you a case

You lil boyz be out here sniffin' that furl

You lil boyz gotta get loaded just to go in that world

You lil boyz had better hit you a lick

You lil boyz shouldn't have ta ask another nigga for shit

You lil boyz don't even respect your momma

You lil boyz don't even have tha sense to be a Big Tymer

You lil boyz swear to God it's a game

You lil boyz gotta kill somethin' and get you a name

You lil boyz always be makin' a scene

You lil boyz wanna be grown, and you're still in your teens

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil boyz better slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil boyz better ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

[Verse 3: Baby]

You lil boyz better clear tha block

Cause somebody done ran in my money spot

Cock tha Glocks, we prepared to pop

Can't let it slide cause these lil boyz ain't right

Somebody gon' die tonight when we ride tonight

I'ma clear your set if I heard your name up in my mess

Best make a set trap, bust back with booby traps

You're outta line if you're playin' with mine

Fuck these bezzel bitch niggas gon' meet tha devil

Lil boyz don't know they playin' with rainy weather

Fuckin' with my cheddar

B.G., Wayne, Juvie, Big Tymers, whatever

But, however, if I could do

I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

You lil boyz better ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha cut, it's 'bout ta go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look

[Verse 3: Mannie Fresh]

Check it out, check it out

You lil boyz make it happen, pack up y'all shit

You lil boyz need to go ahead on and quit, see

You lil boyz know y'all time is up

You lil boyz need to (gimme gimme gimme) get tha fuck

You lil boyz kinda like had '99

But look, you lil boyz from today to lights out, it's mine

You lil boyz need ta (???) with y'all's friends

You lil boyz really women with paws like mens

You lil boyz stay out mine and worry 'bout yurn

You lil boyz is tha right hook for this song cause y'all children

You lil boyz need to stop stealin' my beats

You lil boyz think a producer won't take y'all off y'all feets

You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty

You lil boyz add that up: zero zero zero comma, aw, fuck it, it's plenty

You lil boyz tell y'all baby-momma I'm back in town

You lil boyz smiles done turned into frowns

[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]

Look, look

When.. I.. ride.. dog

Chopper.. be on.. my.. side.. dog

Niggas betta run.. duck.. hide.. dog

Cause I'm about to let.. bullets.. fly.. dog

Bahdi-by-by

Get it.. right, nigga

They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga

I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga

Duct tape your momma, and shoot off in your.. wife, nigga

Look, ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid

Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid

Keep sprayin'.. tha MAC-11.. burst

Hit 'em where it.. hurts

I'ma shoot.. first

Soak his.. shirt (ksshhh!)

Blood all over tha place

Hit tha block, have thugs all over tha place

It's Lil' Wayne, nigga, whoa now

If you don't think you can hang, nigga, slow down

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

Look, look

Cause you lil boyz need ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down

Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

[Outro: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down

Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down

Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down

Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down

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