..."Ok my leather so soft but don't think I ain't hard,bitch say weezy make it rain I say bitch I ain't God, well I am God's son but you know I ain't Nas, see he got a positive aim and I aim nines, Man Lil Weezy got a style that even I can't find, Man some shit just be so hard, I be like that line ain't mine, and if it is under a gram then that line ain't mine, and if you niggas talkin war well bitch it's combat time, heeyyy, I take 3 L's to the head:love, live, life and I'm dead, Young Money, Dipset that's what this is, and if ain't good lookin you bet my bitch is, I done made it off apple street, like it was 2300 Jackson St., Young Money can't join em nor beat em, Where the fuck is Robin Leech when you need him? A rich nigga can't even by freedom, that's why I give my white bitches everything but freedom, I do my white bitches anything but beat em, and if they like rat poison, then I'ma feed em, I'm so-phis-ticated, fresh from Antarctica my wrist just made it, I'm rich bitch I ain't broke no more, but I will still chop you up and feed yo ass to the poor, I'm bout my cream like a smore, you old ass rappers better stay on tour, your like 44, I got a 44, I'm 24 I could merk you and come home when I'm 44"...
-Lil Wayne A.K.A. The Best Rapper Alive
...JUST HUSTLIN AS USUAL...
R.I.P. GRANDMA NORA SEPTEMBER 15,1928-MAY 17,2007 WELL ALWAYS LOVE AND MISS YOU.
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