Respect Us - Lil Wayne ft. Juvenile

What what what

What what what

What what what

Listen, listen

When I come through bustin'

Everybody on the block be runnin'

Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I be thuggin'

Got them things, ten a key, hustlin'

Catch me at tha shop, I will.. be.. there

And my prices stay low, I keep.. it.. there

And if you want it raw, I got.. it.. right.. here

And if you want war, I am.. your.. nigh-tmare

This is all I know, it's gang bang

I hustle and slang slang

My block.. I hang hang

Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man

I represent CMB

My sell is ten a key

I usually get in beef

Was taught that it's him or me

I pop at bustas quick

I rock half of a brick

I chop that down to nicks

My shop here by the vic's

I always.. thug in black

And always.. bustin' gats

Your girl legs.. pumpin' back

Now how you... lovin' that?

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Listen, listen

I give it to 'em how they ask me

Raw and nasty

Tha AK, I pack it

Believe I'm 'bout that action

Slash a busta like a fraction

I'm on that yolla

Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder

Ride on your block, I see a dozen of weak jerks

Now it's time for your momma to order a dozen of T-shirts

For only half-a brick

I'll blast tha fifth

And I ain't gon' stop shootin' 'til I jam tha clip

Yeah, I'm a small creeper, what

But it's about to get ugly

Ya'll betta call people up

I'm about ta start shovin' my sawed-off between your guts

Wayne 'bout to (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up

Ya'll betta duck

When it get real, they hide from me

But, all them bustas 'bout ta get killed, I'm tired of it

Man, I'm thuggin' 'til the day I-I die, cousin

Weezy Wee, let 'em burn, bring the fire truck in (Whoop!)

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Nigga, let it be known

I'll come blow up your home

Take a few blunts to tha dome

And.. show up alone

Just me and my.. flame-torch

Wayne start.. danger

Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya

Burnin' off that Hennesy

Some-a ya'll be feminine

Bounce in with a twitch

Leave 'em crawlin' out a ditch

God damn... son of a shhh!.. Don't speak

I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. Give 'em heat

Your cheese, I got.. ta.. get.. paid

I'm goin' all out, no matter what.. it.. takes

I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper

Kill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my.. nature

Tote M1's and keep.. tha.. block.. hot

Sell raw coke to keep.. my.. Glock.. hot

Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man

And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man

What!

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Hot Boys wodie, respect us

Representin' Team Cash-Money Re-cords

It's warfare, you betta, vest up

But if you ain't scared, then throw your sets up

Uh, uh, uh

Say Lil' Weezy

You did this one here, ya heard me

They ain't gon' never get well from this one

It's like they said, boy

In tha year 2000, it's all about Wayne

It's your throne, man, run that thang

17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown

Do that there

Huh, huh, huh, huh