Tha Blues Lyrics
| Song | Tha Blues |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Album | Lights Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
| Come on, come on | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on | |
| Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (huh?) | |
| They don't even much understand this (uh-uh) | |
| Look- | |
| Now when i crawl up out the rove' i got quarters and o's | |
| Forty-fours under my clothes 牢 i'm drunk and blow | |
| And i done told them boys if they play i dump their mothers | |
| Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters | |
| I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' bubba | |
| For the summer in a bright orange pumpkin hummer | |
| Stumblin' from the courvoisier, and lots of hay | |
| And make me run in your place and take your pops away | |
| See, they got niggas in my hood who can't cop the yay | |
| So i can get it understood and have you chopped today | |
| And not to say i could even hit your block and spray | |
| And try to knock all the bone structure out your face | |
| Stick a potato on the head of my nine 牢 it's deadly quiet | |
| Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig | |
| The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all | |
| Young or old, nigga, big or small | |
| Ain't nothin' nice | |
| (hook [lil wayne]) | |
| Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid | |
| Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid | |
| And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of tools | |
| And when you see me on the block, i come to give 'em the blues | |
| [lil wayne] | |
| Look- | |
| Now we all do dumb things | |
| Playin' with wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em | |
| I'll murder his father right in front of him | |
| None of 'em are ready for the trouble i'm 'bout | |
| Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out | |
| I got two double desert eagles, bustin' at your peoples | |
| Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces | |
| (????) off the meters | |
| Don't leave without the heaters | |
| Believe this, my nina's got more shelves than adidas | |
| You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks and millimeters | |
| Run up on your family and pop your senioritas | |
| A lot of hennessy 牢 just twist that lil' baby | |
| Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby | |
| This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy | |
| Technically i'll murder anyone who disrespectin' me | |
| Seventeen carollton 牢 mess with me, i bury one | |
| Three-eighty 牢 i carry one | |
| Come to kill up everyone | |
| What! | |
| (hook [lil wayne]) | |
| [lil wayne] | |
| Everybody freeze and drop when lil wheezy cock | |
| And niggas be like q-tip 'cause they breath and stop | |
| Believe or not, the ki's ten g's a wat | |
| Until i die apple and eagle that be's the block | |
| And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the spot | |
| And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop | |
| I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot | |
| And i'm hangin' out the beamer top releasin' shots | |
| Follow me 牢 everybody in the family die sourly | |
| Niggas drop hourly 牢 ruinin' your economy | |
| Liquor power me, now there's nothin' that can bother me | |
| Creep up in your window while you're sleepin', take your child with me | |
| I'm wild, and wheezy more violent than dennis rodman | |
| Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of men | |
| A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like stoudamire | |
| Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house | |
| (hook [lil wayne]) |
| zuo ci : Carter, Thomas | |
| Come on, come on | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice or sweet huh? | |
| They don' t even much understand this uhuh | |
| Look | |
| Now when i crawl up out the rove' i got quarters and o' s | |
| Fortyfours under my clothes lao i' m drunk and blow | |
| And i done told them boys if they play i dump their mothers | |
| Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters | |
| I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' bubba | |
| For the summer in a bright orange pumpkin hummer | |
| Stumblin' from the courvoisier, and lots of hay | |
| And make me run in your place and take your pops away | |
| See, they got niggas in my hood who can' t cop the yay | |
| So i can get it understood and have you chopped today | |
| And not to say i could even hit your block and spray | |
| And try to knock all the bone structure out your face | |
| Stick a potato on the head of my nine lao it' s deadly quiet | |
| Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig | |
| The plan is to take everything and kill ' em all | |
| Young or old, nigga, big or small | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice around here, stupid | |
| Keep playin', you won' t see next year, stupid | |
| And in the van there' s a box in the back full of plenty of tools | |
| And when you see me on the block, i come to give ' em the blues | |
| lil wayne | |
| Look | |
| Now we all do dumb things | |
| Playin' with wayne doesn' t have to be one of ' em | |
| I' ll murder his father right in front of him | |
| None of ' em are ready for the trouble i' m ' bout | |
| Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out | |
| I got two double desert eagles, bustin' at your peoples | |
| Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces | |
| ???? off the meters | |
| Don' t leave without the heaters | |
| Believe this, my nina' s got more shelves than adidas | |
| You see the slick jackin', believe it' s glocks and millimeters | |
| Run up on your family and pop your senioritas | |
| A lot of hennessy lao just twist that lil' baby | |
| Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby | |
| This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy | |
| Technically i' ll murder anyone who disrespectin' me | |
| Seventeen carollton lao mess with me, i bury one | |
| Threeeighty lao i carry one | |
| Come to kill up everyone | |
| What! | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| lil wayne | |
| Everybody freeze and drop when lil wheezy cock | |
| And niggas be like qtip ' cause they breath and stop | |
| Believe or not, the ki' s ten g' s a wat | |
| Until i die apple and eagle that be' s the block | |
| And he' s so hot that four hundred degrees the spot | |
| And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop | |
| I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot | |
| And i' m hangin' out the beamer top releasin' shots | |
| Follow me lao everybody in the family die sourly | |
| Niggas drop hourly lao ruinin' your economy | |
| Liquor power me, now there' s nothin' that can bother me | |
| Creep up in your window while you' re sleepin', take your child with me | |
| I' m wild, and wheezy more violent than dennis rodman | |
| Slide up in a blue truck and shootup a whole lot of men | |
| A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like stoudamire | |
| Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house | |
| hook lil wayne |
| zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
| Come on, come on | |
| Come on, come on, come on, come on | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice or sweet huh? | |
| They don' t even much understand this uhuh | |
| Look | |
| Now when i crawl up out the rove' i got quarters and o' s | |
| Fortyfours under my clothes láo i' m drunk and blow | |
| And i done told them boys if they play i dump their mothers | |
| Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters | |
| I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' bubba | |
| For the summer in a bright orange pumpkin hummer | |
| Stumblin' from the courvoisier, and lots of hay | |
| And make me run in your place and take your pops away | |
| See, they got niggas in my hood who can' t cop the yay | |
| So i can get it understood and have you chopped today | |
| And not to say i could even hit your block and spray | |
| And try to knock all the bone structure out your face | |
| Stick a potato on the head of my nine láo it' s deadly quiet | |
| Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig | |
| The plan is to take everything and kill ' em all | |
| Young or old, nigga, big or small | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| Ain' t nothin' nice around here, stupid | |
| Keep playin', you won' t see next year, stupid | |
| And in the van there' s a box in the back full of plenty of tools | |
| And when you see me on the block, i come to give ' em the blues | |
| lil wayne | |
| Look | |
| Now we all do dumb things | |
| Playin' with wayne doesn' t have to be one of ' em | |
| I' ll murder his father right in front of him | |
| None of ' em are ready for the trouble i' m ' bout | |
| Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out | |
| I got two double desert eagles, bustin' at your peoples | |
| Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces | |
| ???? off the meters | |
| Don' t leave without the heaters | |
| Believe this, my nina' s got more shelves than adidas | |
| You see the slick jackin', believe it' s glocks and millimeters | |
| Run up on your family and pop your senioritas | |
| A lot of hennessy láo just twist that lil' baby | |
| Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby | |
| This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy | |
| Technically i' ll murder anyone who disrespectin' me | |
| Seventeen carollton láo mess with me, i bury one | |
| Threeeighty láo i carry one | |
| Come to kill up everyone | |
| What! | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| lil wayne | |
| Everybody freeze and drop when lil wheezy cock | |
| And niggas be like qtip ' cause they breath and stop | |
| Believe or not, the ki' s ten g' s a wat | |
| Until i die apple and eagle that be' s the block | |
| And he' s so hot that four hundred degrees the spot | |
| And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop | |
| I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot | |
| And i' m hangin' out the beamer top releasin' shots | |
| Follow me láo everybody in the family die sourly | |
| Niggas drop hourly láo ruinin' your economy | |
| Liquor power me, now there' s nothin' that can bother me | |
| Creep up in your window while you' re sleepin', take your child with me | |
| I' m wild, and wheezy more violent than dennis rodman | |
| Slide up in a blue truck and shootup a whole lot of men | |
| A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like stoudamire | |
| Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house | |
| hook lil wayne |
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