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Lil Wayne feat Gunplay - Beat The Shit [IANAHB2]
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Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Вокал
Gunplay
Gunplay
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Matthew Del Giorno
Matthew Del Giorno
Автор песен
Bigram Zayas
Bigram Zayas
Автор песен
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Автор песен
Richard Morales
Richard Morales
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
DVLP
DVLP
Продюсер
Filthy
Filthy
Сопродюсер
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
Инженер звукозаписи
Sam Bohl
Sam Bohl
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Andy Rodriguez
Andy Rodriguez
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Мастеринг-инженер
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Миксинг-инженер

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Fuck with me wrong, take me out my zone And I'll knock the motherfuckin' snow off your cone, my nigga Man, it stink in this bitch, it must be them pussy-ass niggas talkin' shit So beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga Beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga Bitch-ass, ho-ass, pussy ass-nigga I beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga We beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga We shit out that pussy-ass nigga Beat the shit out of that pussy ass-nigga BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! I'm a knuckle-throwin' knucklehead What that motherfucker said? Bring that ruckus up in here Throwin' bottles, chuckin' chairs Got the pretty models duckin', breakin' heels and chippin' nails Turn around and go right back to breakin' down my cigarillo Climbin' up with Suga Hill, slidin' down in somethin' new Spilling Gin and jungle juice, and I got that lumber too And I brought a fuckin' zoo, tear this shit up and chuck a deuce This triple C, they Triple L, lames love to lose A hundred million in my horoscope, 'bout to show you a horror show Boot you fuckin' head off your collar bone Them niggas 'cidal bums flinchin' at the sight of arms Pussy niggas ain't eatin', but we fry the farm Beat a nigga down 'til he left without a vital sign I run off in your fuckin' shit, damn, now I got shit stains All these fuckin' tattoos, and I ain't got one bitch name Got a pocket full of ass-whoopings, I'm givin' 'em out like nicknames What's up with your fist game? You'll catch a hook - fish hang Watch me cock the Nina, call that rough sex Knock your head off, you just a rough neck And if I'm shootin' at ya, nigga, all net Ain't no world peace, just Ron Artest Dick-in-a-booty-ass nigga Die-quick-in-a-movie-ass nigga Extra-fruit-in-the-smoothie-ass nigga Get beat like a drum, music class, nigga BRR Life is a gamble, dyin' is your best bet Got a scope on the pistol, give your ass fresh breath Give my fist a kiss, nigga What's really good, nigga? I'm feelin' good, nigga Rest in peace lil' Wesley Wes A pussy-ass nigga always kill a good nigga I'm high as Heaven, I'll pop the reverend and stop the wedding Got more money than memories in the bank, don't forget it Clean em up my team is up, I'm high as Scotty, beam me up They say we all gotta pay the price Fuck it, man - ring me up Fuckin' right I skate, ho - pussy is my scapegoat And all these pussy-ass niggas that's hatin', kiss my ass, besos I'm a genius, take notes - I'll split your egg to the egg yolk I'll be dead before I be dead broke Still burn money, my bread toast Fuck it, if you got it, spend it, nigga But just keep your two pennies, nigga Start shit and I'll end it, nigga Don't open your mouth, I'm a dentist, nigga Lil' Tunechi... give my fist a kiss, nigga... So beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga Beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga Bitch-ass, ho-ass, pussy ass-nigga I beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga We beat the shit out of that pussy-ass nigga We shit out that pussy-ass nigga Beat the shit out of that pussy ass-nigga Fuck with me wrong, take me out my zone I'll bring it to your chest, make you king me like Kong, my nigga What you drink in this bitch? I'll give you a whole bottle of it to your face, nigga
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bigram Zayas Jr., Richard Morales, Matthew Delgiorno Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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