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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Executive Producer
Ronald Williams
Ronald Williams
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Clear the set, ****
[Verse 2]
See, I be ridin' on the block in the Lex bubble
Ready to come up out the trunk and make your chest buckle
When I come, I let it sprays with K's by the truck load
Should've got up out my way when you heard my clip shuffle
[Verse 3]
Now y'all was on the block with shotguns
But when I finished, made it look like y'all had pop guns
Dressed in black, long hair, long gats, lights off, no stuntin'
Pack to the back, no mask, I'm thuggin' (What?)
What you wan' do if your ribs start bussin'?
Then twenty mo' **** follow in Hummers, so ain't nothing
17th Ward is where I grew up at
So where a buster **** standin' is where he blew up at
[Verse 4]
I blew up that CMB, so respect my peeps
Or else you want your life to be all over the streets
Now watch me, the younger soldier, bring you closer to death
A little more than you expect, ****, I clear the set
[Verse 5]
You know they say Lil Wayne, them hot boy, he will bust them head
Him calls on his gun and all them bloody bodies dead
Them-them really shouldn't try Lil Wayne 'cause he'll play with K's
And will bust a **** wide open and put his brains on his plate
Now watch a ****'s neighborhood go up in flames
They, they all got burnt, couldn't stand the heat
I bet none them little jackers gon' test Lil Wayne
'Cause I, I clear the set, set, messin' with me
[Verse 6]
I find a **** where he stays, cock my iron, release and spray
We gon' ride or we gon' play
It's on my mind, ****, any day
Make you die where you lay
Try me and see what shakes
Why ****? I ain't fake
Buddy, bye-bye, now fly away
[Verse 7]
Now with them blood claw, Lord
The M-O-B will take them nuts off, Lord
They must really think this is checkers, boy
But why? But to be this hot when you play with a pepper, boy
Now cry, what up?
[Verse 8]
Look, look, I don't mean no harm
But you might think I'm wrong
But if you play with me and my clique
You'll blow up like a bomb
I upset your home
Throw slugs at your dome
Just gimme the word and I shine the chrome
Braid my hair and it's on
[Verse 9]
Y'all lil boys shouldn't come against the uptown assassin
Jump out quick out of the Jag and blow fire like a dragon
Soulja bandana with banana clips to fit in my sweeper
Once I hit the set, look, everybody burn like a heater
[Verse 10]
You know they say Lil Wayne, them hot boy, he will bust them head
Him calls on his gun and all them bloody bodies dead
Them-them really shouldn't try Lil Wayne 'cause he'll play with K's
And will bust a **** wide open and put his brains on his plate
[Verse 11]
Now watch a ****'s neighborhood go up in flames
They, they all got burnt, couldn't stand the heat
I bet none them little jackers gon' test Lil Wayne
'Cause I, I clear the set, set, messin' with me
[Verse 12]
Now hold up as I bust back, watch playboy
Keep a dub sack, hey boy
Come to irritate your day, boy
Watch your chest separate, boy
When I cocks me Glock
When I toss them buckshots
And done killed them bloodclots, what's the deal?
[Verse 13]
Y'all **** want some more of this?
Killers like us take it to your front door with this
See, hittin' corners ain't no real biggie
I'm used to bein' set in that water with my steel flippin'
I'm pistol grippin', ridin' with my grill glistenin'
**** done caught up in beef till they still missing
Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin'
A lil tipsy, talkin' 'bout how he gon' kill your missus
Now peep it out
[Verse 14]
We gon' clear da set but watch 'em sweep it out
I'm cheap and cheaper, cops bustin' in your people's house
If the **** wan' play, I turn batter to flour
So ****, clear the set 'bout five after the hour
[Verse 15]
And you know they say Lil Wayne, them hot boys, he gon' bust them head
Him calls on his gun and all them bloody bodies dead
Them-them really shouldn't try Lil Wayne 'cause he will play with K's
And will bust a **** wide open and put his brains on his plate
[Verse 16]
Watch a ****'s neighborhood go up in flames
They, they all got burnt, couldn't stand the heat
I bet none them little jackers gon' test Lil Wayne
'Cause I, I clear the set, set, messin' with me
[Verse 17]
I make 'em watch a **** neighborhood go up in flames
They, they all got burnt, couldn't stand the heat
I bet none them little jackers gon' test Lil Wayne
'Cause I, I clear the set, set, messin' with me
[Verse 18]
With the blood claw, Lord
With the blood claw, Lord
With the blood claw, Lord
Hot Boys, untamed Gorillas, what
Written by: Lil Wayne
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