paroles de chanson Respect Us - JUVENILE , lil wayne
What
what
what
What
what
what
What
what
what
Listen,
listen
When.
I
come
through.
bustin'
Everybody
on.
tha
block
be.
run-nin'
Weezy
Wayne,
Hot
Boy,
I.
be.
thug-gin'
Got.
them.
things.
ten
up,
keep.
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
bang
bang
I
hustle
and
slang
slang
My
block.
I
hang
hang
Who
am
I?
Lil'
Wayne,
man
I
represent
CMB
My
cell
is
ten
in
heat
I
usually
get
in
beef
Was
taught
that
it's
him
or
me
I
pop
head-bustas
quick
I
rock
here
for
my
brick
I
chop
that,
I'ma
(?)
My
shop
here
(?)
I
always.
thug
in
black
And
always.
bustin'
gats
Your
girly's.
fuckin'
back
Now
how
you...
lovin'
that
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
up
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
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
ta
order
a
dozen
of
T-shirts
For
only
half-a
brick
I'll
blast
tha
fifty
And
I
ain't
gon'
stop
shootin'
'til
I
jam
tha
clip
Yeah,
I'm
a
small
creeper,
what
But
it's
about
ta
get
ugly
Ya'll
betta
call
people
up
I'm
about
ta
start
shovin'
my
sawed-off
between
your
guts
Wayne
'bout
ta
(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
tha
day
I.
I
die,
cousin
Weezy
Wee.
let
'em
burn,
bring
tha
fire
truck
in...
(whoooo!)
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
up
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
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
wrong
colts
to
keep.
my.
glock.
hot
Never
add
taxes
to.
my.
price,
man
And
if
a
boy
play,
I
ride.
at.
night,
man
What!
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
up
Hot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
upHot
Boy$,
wardy.
respect.
us
Represen-tin'
Cash
Money.
Records
It's
warfare,
you
betta.
vest.
up
But
if
you
ain't
scared,
they
blow.
your.
set.
up
Uh,
uh,
uh
Say
Lil'
Weezy
You
did
this
one
here,
ya
heard
me
They
ain't
gon'
never
get
weared
out
from
this
one
It's
like
they
said,
boy
In
tha
year
2000,
it's
all
about
Wayne
It's
your
chrome,
man,
run
that
thang
17th
ward
to
tha
3rd
ward
downtown
Do
that
there
Huh,
huh,
huh,
huh
1 Intro
2 Tha Block is Hot
3 Loud Pipes
4 Watcha Wanna Do
5 Kisha
6 Lights Off
7 F*** Tha World
8 Respect Us
9 Young Playa
10 Enemy Turf
11 Not Like Me
12 Up to Me
13 You Want War
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