"About All That" lyrics
Birdman & Lil Wayne Lyrics
"About All That"
(feat. Fat Joe)
[Lil Wayne:]
Look, young desperado, straight out the grotto
I'm so bad, my shadow chooses not to follow
Little nigga, but see me as a fuckin' rhino
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought, ain't it? How the fuck would I know?
Nigga, I've been gettin' my share in like Sonny Bono
I ran the streets, check my bio
I started high with two O's just like Ohio
I'm fuckin' nuts; cashews
But I'm so DC like fat shoes
I skate away, like, "Later dudes"
Never get caught, baby, I'm mashed potato smooth
And just when it stopped, I made it move
Respect me, nigga, I'm a dog; no Asian food
I wet up the party, so have a bathin' suit
And daisy dukes, you bitch ass nigga
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
[Fat Joe:]
Niggas must want Joey to lean on 'em
Flash the blinky, splash his dreams on 'em
Let 'em sleep on it, it's nothin' to Crack
Lay the murder game down, back to hustlin' packs
Yeah, Weezy homie's got your back, whether raps or macks
Either way, they both spit like, "Blrrat!"
Nigga, them motherfuckers is broke like them levees
And we done sold so much dope, ain't shit you tell me, nigga
How you want it, huh? Coke or dog food?
My shit'll have you runnin' naked like in Old School
And, yeah, we 'bout it, 'bout it, and you ain't ridin' on me
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal army
And I'm a rider, homie, and you can find it on me
That .40 cal'll get your shirt picture ironed on it
Ha-ha, this shit is funny to me
All these niggas wantin' war, but they runnin' from me, crack!
[Lil Wayne:]
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
[Birdman:]
I had 'em as lil' niggas, raised 'em 'round real niggas
Poppin' bottles, fuckin' with them bitches, nigga
Made money to the ceilin', me and my young nigga chillin'
I'm in the streets, hustlin', gettin' money, nigga
Changed all my new shoes, nigga, got some new tools, nigga
Got some more jewels, we was gettin' money
And ain't nothin' ever change, still doin' the thang
Still gettin' money, still spendin' change
We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday
And we grindin' every day like the money ain't comin'
Nigga, yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks
Got the dope in the Hummer, cold case for that thing
I hate the law for what they done did, done broke in niggas cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em, I'da split their fuckin' wig
3rd Ward, let me claim my fame
I put it down, Uptown, I'ma do my thang, believe that
[Lil Wayne:]
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Bryan Williams, Tristan G. Jones
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- Birdman Lyrics
album:
"Like Father, Like Son" (2006)
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