Lil Wayne - Lights Off Lyrics
(lil' wayne)Cut the lights off nigga (cut 'em off)You know what time it is (what)You know what time it is (what)Strap -up (gun *****s)Verse 1Alot of niggas better move outCause here i come with my clickWith the tools outAll of a sudden all these cowardsStartin to spook outIt's warfare a buncha of niggasBout to loose outIt's time to load up them thangsHit the spot run in his houseAnd make 'em show up then thangsTake 'em in the room go in his pocketsAnd then blow up his brainNo matter the weatherRain, snow, sleet, or hailI'ma slang that metalSo tell 'em niggas in yo' hoodTo get it togetherCause i'm the tolas marioAnd we down for whateverNerver underestimate or you goin underY'all keep on playin with lil wayneBut that lil' boy troubleAnd plus dis shorty be full, wodieBe scorin bundles, dem start wildin andHit the block and let his toys rumbleAnd it go ratter tatterYa be suprised how niggaz scatterWhen the m-1 shatterAnd everybody on they blockThey get bout ten in they bladder(chorus)2xTell 'em lights offMask onCreep silentYour lifes goneWe done left the block quietVerse 2LaWhen it's time to rideIt ain't no time to playIt could be time to dieAt any time of the dayAnd i'll be godammitIf i let a nigga steel meIt will not happenIma fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'emAnd got my glocks ramminLeave a nigga spot damagedThat's how the beat made usI chief three bluntsSo i can get a head rushThen come around the cornerAnd your whole day crushI'm sick and tiredNiggas choosin test a boyThey get hit and dieSome of 'em scared of man slaughterSo they stay insideAnd watch they partner get lit upAnd then they ask whyThat's cause you played wit' meThey could'nt of known im'a guerillaDrama stayed with meRun in his home went to kill himTook his head with meYou better get it right or keep it rightOr lose your whole townTell em' lights offIt's about to go down(chorus)2xVerse 3Massacire all these streets block it offLil' wayne in yo' hoodWith something like a rocket dogAnd i'm after yaI don't pass beefI stop at allThat boy got a head on his shouldersI knock it offI'm highly intoxicated mixing krystelle and vodkaSomebody call the doctorCause my chopper done went blocka, knockaNigga out the way manI'm sorry but us guerillas we can't stay tamed, say it manAre you ready, readyReady for warfare wayne, turk, juvi, and bgeezy they all thereWe all flare, don't care, dog they all tearGive the guns to the one with the long hairDem block burnerIt gets quiet they see the rims twenty four seventy(breathes)they breathe heavlilyBullets they come steadilyYou better stay off the blockCause you might fallYou better stay off the blockCause the lights off(chorus)4x(lil' wayne)Lights offTell em' lights offLa, la, la lights offNigga lights offWe done left the block quiet
