Lil Wayne - Tha Heat Lyrics
[Lil Wayne talking]***** with me, you know what it is[Hook 2x]I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headThe heater burner bruisa is on my hip this yearI shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headI wish a mother*****er would trip this year[Verse One]Dressed in all black and my gun the same colorMurder my enemy love thy brothaAnd I ain't never gave a shit about a mother*****erHit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga stomachYou niggaz better take side with young money, Cash MoneyYou'll get left in your ride crash dummyI'll be around when the times get uglyWhen the wheels fall off and the tires stop runningThe magazine empty and the nine stop bustingI bang my fist till my palms get bloodyCuz I'm a monsta manI'm gonna find you in my AP nine on jamI'm a rider you can't take it out of me manI be wilding, you can wait by my house for me famI will fire and drop a hater rite where he standsI'm gonna die with this blazer rite in these hands[Hook 2x]I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headThe heater burner bruisa is on my hip this yearI shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headI wish a mother*****er would trip this year[Verse 2]Twenty-two's, thirty-eight's, forty-four's, forty-five'sTucked in my thirty-eight, mack on my back I amSo ready for whateva that awaits meRun up in your place wile you're sleepin await theCalicoes, ak's, Uzi-machinesGot ya misplacin your arms and losin your kneesI am takin names, so who wanna leaveOut this ***** with your brains and your dew on your sleeve?I got the hood with the names of the crew on they t'sAnd I might make a funeral sweep, I ain't bullshitinAR hit ya truck got ya hood flippinFeet by the engine, head by the transmissionAnd I be right where I am mistaMe and my damn pistolMe and my girlfriendIn this world alone, so bring it onAnd umma have to sing you this song nigga[Hook 2x]I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headThe heater burner bruisa is on my hip this yearI shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headI wish a mother*****er would trip this year[Verse 3]I got the scope on the tool I can see what you doWith a little red dot nigga peek-a-booShhh the silence will speak to youHit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoeLike Bang! Bang! say breathe nigga breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his teeSay Bang! Bang! say breathe deep breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his chest...Clear!Now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cuz ya boy up and leftLife is short enjoy what eva's leftBefore you run into a nigga like me and meet deathIn less than three seconds I'll pull a three-eightyThree feet from my waistThree inches from your facesMake no mistake Weezy neva hesitateI'll pop till your shit separate like eewww![Hook 2x]I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headThe heater burner bruisa is on my hip this yearI shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, headI wish a mother*****er would trip this year
