| Song | Get Off The Corner |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Album | Lights Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
| The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
| While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
| The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
| Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
| I got heroin in bundles, them highland o's | |
| Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
| If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
| Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
| The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
| Plus it's a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
| One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
| Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
| In my predicament i'm guilty until proven innocent | |
| Hustle ridiculous, i'm tryin to get this dope continuos | |
| Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain't tryin to fall | |
| Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
| But he heard | |
| [chorus 1] | |
| Uh oh | |
| There go them fuckin po-po's | |
| And if you know like i know | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| I'm a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
| Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
| And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
| Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
| You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
| With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
| Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
| They could have ya body in three different places | |
| Ain't nothin gravy, but save it | |
| Cause i'm a ride and hit the nigga street | |
| Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
| While i'm shitty from the weed | |
| Like were them bustas be | |
| I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
| Come outside late at night to your surprise i'm here with tecks | |
| Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it's so realistic | |
| So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
| Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
| That's when he heard.... | |
| [chorus 2] | |
| Blocka | |
| Me come to tear your block up | |
| If you don't want no problems | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
| I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
| Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
| The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
| See i crack the bricks right down to z's | |
| Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp's to ki's | |
| Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
| No droughts i don't sit on nothin | |
| I don't believe i'm frontin | |
| If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
| The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
| And the law don't bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g's | |
| Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
| I'm tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
| I'm greedy, if there's any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
| Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can't beat it | |
| Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
| Does anybody else, i'll pay em a visit | |
| That's when ya heard.... | |
| [chorus 3] | |
| Come here peeps | |
| I'm hearin that you run these streets | |
| You don't want beef | |
| Then get off the corner | |
| [chorus 1,2,3,3 repeat 2x] | |
| Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
| Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
| Come here, you better get off the corner | |
| Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| Like dat, get off the corner |
| zuo ci : Carter, Thomas | |
| The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
| While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
| The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
| Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
| I got heroin in bundles, them highland o' s | |
| Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
| If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
| Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
| The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
| Plus it' s a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
| One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
| Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
| In my predicament i' m guilty until proven innocent | |
| Hustle ridiculous, i' m tryin to get this dope continuos | |
| Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain' t tryin to fall | |
| Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
| But he heard | |
| chorus 1 | |
| Uh oh | |
| There go them fuckin popo' s | |
| And if you know like i know | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| I' m a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
| Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
| And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
| Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
| You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
| With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
| Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
| They could have ya body in three different places | |
| Ain' t nothin gravy, but save it | |
| Cause i' m a ride and hit the nigga street | |
| Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
| While i' m shitty from the weed | |
| Like were them bustas be | |
| I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
| Come outside late at night to your surprise i' m here with tecks | |
| Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it' s so realistic | |
| So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
| Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
| That' s when he heard.... | |
| chorus 2 | |
| Blocka | |
| Me come to tear your block up | |
| If you don' t want no problems | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
| I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
| Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
| The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
| See i crack the bricks right down to z' s | |
| Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp' s to ki' s | |
| Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
| No droughts i don' t sit on nothin | |
| I don' t believe i' m frontin | |
| If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
| The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
| And the law don' t bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g' s | |
| Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
| I' m tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
| I' m greedy, if there' s any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
| Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can' t beat it | |
| Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
| Does anybody else, i' ll pay em a visit | |
| That' s when ya heard.... | |
| chorus 3 | |
| Come here peeps | |
| I' m hearin that you run these streets | |
| You don' t want beef | |
| Then get off the corner | |
| chorus 1, 2, 3, 3 repeat 2x | |
| Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
| Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
| Come here, you better get off the corner | |
| Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| Like dat, get off the corner |
| zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
| The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
| While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
| The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
| Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
| I got heroin in bundles, them highland o' s | |
| Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
| If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
| Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
| The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
| Plus it' s a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
| One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
| Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
| In my predicament i' m guilty until proven innocent | |
| Hustle ridiculous, i' m tryin to get this dope continuos | |
| Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain' t tryin to fall | |
| Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
| But he heard | |
| chorus 1 | |
| Uh oh | |
| There go them fuckin popo' s | |
| And if you know like i know | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| I' m a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
| Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
| And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
| Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
| You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
| With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
| Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
| They could have ya body in three different places | |
| Ain' t nothin gravy, but save it | |
| Cause i' m a ride and hit the nigga street | |
| Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
| While i' m shitty from the weed | |
| Like were them bustas be | |
| I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
| Come outside late at night to your surprise i' m here with tecks | |
| Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it' s so realistic | |
| So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
| Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
| That' s when he heard.... | |
| chorus 2 | |
| Blocka | |
| Me come to tear your block up | |
| If you don' t want no problems | |
| You better get off the corner | |
| All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
| I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
| Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
| The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
| See i crack the bricks right down to z' s | |
| Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp' s to ki' s | |
| Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
| No droughts i don' t sit on nothin | |
| I don' t believe i' m frontin | |
| If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
| The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
| And the law don' t bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g' s | |
| Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
| I' m tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
| I' m greedy, if there' s any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
| Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can' t beat it | |
| Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
| Does anybody else, i' ll pay em a visit | |
| That' s when ya heard.... | |
| chorus 3 | |
| Come here peeps | |
| I' m hearin that you run these streets | |
| You don' t want beef | |
| Then get off the corner | |
| chorus 1, 2, 3, 3 repeat 2x | |
| Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
| Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
| Come here, you better get off the corner | |
| Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
| Like dat, get off the corner |