Lil Boyz

[Intro: Juvenile]

Huh

[Verse 1: Juvenile]

You lil boyz don't know what it mean to get shot

You lil boyz don't wanna do nothin' but hang on the block

Yoy lil boyz ain't ready to go to the pen

You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men

You lil boyz better stay in your place

You lil boyz ain't gon' be scared until you catch you a case

You lil boyz be out here sniffin' that furl

You lil boyz gotta get loaded just to go in that world

You lil boyz had better hit you a lick

You lil boyz shouldn't have to ask another nigga for shit

You lil boyz don't even respect your momma

You lil boyz don't even have the sense to be a Big Tymer

You lil boyz swear to God it's a game

You lil boyz gotta kill somethin' and get you a name

You lil boyz always be makin' a scene

You lil boyz wanna be grown, and you're still in your teens

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

[Verse 2: Baby]

You lil' boyz better clear the block

Cause somebody done ran in my money spot

Cock the Glocks, we prepared to pop

Can't let it slide cause these lil' boyz ain't right

Somebody gon' die tonight when we ride tonight

I'ma clear your set if I heard your name up in my mess

Best make a set trap, bust back with booby traps

You're outta line if you're playin' with mine

Fuck these bezzel bitch niggas gon' meet the devil

Lil' boyz don't know they playin' with rainy weather

Fuckin' with my cheddar

B.G., Wayne, Juvie, Big Tymers, whatever

But, however, if I could do

I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look

[Verse 3: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne]

Check it out, check it out

You lil boyz make it happen, pack up y'all shit

You lil boyz need to go ahead on and quit, see

You lil boyz know y'all time is up

You lil boyz need to (Gimme gimme gimme), get the fuck

You lil boyz kinda like had '99

But look, you lil boyz from today to lights out, it's mine

You lil boyz need to [?] with y'all's friends

You lil boyz really women with paws like mens

You lil boyz stay out mine and worry 'bout yurn

You lil boyz is the right hook for this song cause y'all children

You lil boyz need to stop stealin' my beats

You lil boyz think a producer won't take y'all off y'all feets

You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty

You lil boyz add that up: zero zero zero, comma, aw, fuck it, it's plenty

You lil boyz tell y'all baby-momma I'm back in town

You lil boyz smiles done turned into frowns (Look, look)

[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]

When I ride, dawg, chopper be on my side, dog

Niggas betta run, duck, hide, dog, 'cause I'm about to let bullets fly, dog

Bahdi-by-by, get it right, nigga

They all know Lil Weezy ride at night, nigga

I dip low, and I'm strapped up tight, nigga

Duct tape your momma, and shoot off in your wife, nigga

Look, ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid

Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid

Keep sprayin', the MAC-11 burst, hit 'em where it hurts

I'ma shoot first, soak his shirt (Ksshhh!)

Blood all over the place

Hit the block, have thugs all over the place

It's Lil Wayne, nigga, whoa now

If you don't think you can hang, nigga, slow down

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

Look, you lil' boyz better slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

Here come them niggas: Soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down

There's no remorse now

'Bout to explode rounds

[Outro: Lil' Wayne]

Look, you lil boyz need to slow down

Look, you lil boyz need to slow down

Look, you lil boyz need to slow down

Up in the mornin', in the court, it's 'bout to go down

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