Sqad Up - Murder This sh** lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen - I'mma murder this sh**! n***as and b**hes - I'mma murder this sh**! Pimps and hoes - I'mma murder this sh**! k**ers and hustlers - I'mma murder this sh**! Gangstas and thugs - I'mma murder this sh**! Kids and (???) you about to witness sumtin more amazing than life fu*kA! Weezy Baby I give you muhf**as my soul I'm sick with this sh**, let me giva ya'll muhf**as my cold Let me get ya muhf**as my role, roll up in tha Royce Stroll out and get my money from hoes, and they never sayin no If so, you hit that same hoe, catchin' a buncha blows sayin; Noo! daddy I don't want it no mo! And daddy I don't want it if ain't no dro! I know thats right! You see how my teeths glow - you know that's ice! I 40-comma-three-zero that prize And I keep the heata right below tha Gucci G buckle Tooley make ya crew-ly G's buckle! f** ya dog! f** ya gun! Somebody need ta get me muscle, the boy is wretched, avoid my prescence And in this game - I move it like I'm Shaq in tha paint It's hard to check 'em they all respect 'em! Money, cars infected me - so now I gotta ball even if it takes all thats left of me And all thats right, I mean, is my SQAD Guerilla team Young k**as all with scrilla dreams! And you don't wanna wake us up on the wrong side of the bed Slide lead to the wrong side of ya head! Shoulda went with ya right mind Riders come out at night time, pipe line a hollow to ya wife's spine! I'm like Shyne - I'm bussin'for my n***a! And I'm taking the charge like I LIKE time! And just make sure my daughter like fine I'm sorry I can't be the father that yo mami want girl, I'm on a tight grind! Despite crime - my pad was tough - I had to scuff - was too cute to work in a check-out line So I sat at home - baggin up - but as soon as they got they checks they came to check out mine And I was workin the check-out line, I was t**n from chickens to dimes, n***a WAAA! Nines with long necks to protect our shine, lotta cheese and good trees to connect our minds Since the p**y a** Feds *b**hes!*, just love to detect our kind I like my paint a lil' wetter, my rims a lil' wider, my seats a lil' ostrich My floors a lil' foxish - I'M FOCUSED! But my b**h done got snobbish - I'M FOCUSED! CMB re-polished - swished a few n***as, flipped a few n***as sh** I might miss a few n***as, forget a few n***as, I don't hear from you n***as! But ya n***as still here fo you n***as, I k** fo you n***as I am mo' real to you n***as - it's my court, this is Wimbledon n***a! Put my ten up to the temple of n***as - disfigure a n***a! You don't want to go at the flo' - cause I jigga a n***a - sit down clown! The best thing that happened to New Orleans since the oil-spill Downtown! I got my rounds with me, I got some rounds with me I got my pound with me, I got a pound in me! I ride around in Bentleys - windows up! I play a satelite - put them Playstations and them Nintendos UP! You tryna cop it 'n sh**, you get yo pencil stuck There's a drop of real life in every sentence, son! And I'm a menace when it comes to my (???) You talkin' pennies when it comes to my tennis And the sinista-chemistry-penitentiary-mentally-fo-the-enemy We finna be straight I got the remedy, see my footsteps and think it's ten of me Listen to me speak, my sh** hits so close to home, you gon think you k**in me! And they callin me lil' Wizzle Wee No it's Weezy BABY! Little me...