Come On - Lil Wayne, B.G.

Where my niggas at, it’s play it raw time baby

Load up the guns guerilla war time baby

Light up the blunts, light up the block time dawg

Choppers with drums, uzi’s, and Glock time dawg

Murk Whoever he with, they better split cause this the night

And whoever ain’t hit, jump out the whip and get it right

Then we run in his house, see anybody and haul them out

Then we empty the clips and let the Lord sort em out

I’m bustin it really, it ain’t no stopping me cause I hang up to that Dilly

And now I’m tying up my bandanna and I’m cocking back

Jump out the Hummer send a hundred to your stocking cap

Dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums

Hit your daddy, you sister, your son, your wife and move your momma

Cause I’m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain

Got a sawed off, tec and I’m bout to knock off your brain

Tell em'

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

If drama come to me then it come

For that I got two Glocks and a k with a drum

That’s what I ride with not what I got got ducked off

The mac, sweeper, the six shot, pump that sawd off

I got the tillery when beef kick

I got soldiers ready to march when that beef start

I got niggas be in that zone on that herion

I got niggas ready to kill when shit get real

I got niggas that play all out skirts of the field

So get caught up in that place and your brain get spilled

Oh it’s a game but it’s a game of life or death

You lose and can’t continue if you get dome checked

You get blues it’s all what duck gonna be next

Come in that water and get wet

Think you can fuck with me, your thoughts will get upset

I don’t shot to hit I shot to kill

Believe me I don’t shoot for fun when I shoot it’s for real

Come on nigga!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Give me the guns, I’m ready to bust one nigga

My nuts hung nigga, since I was young nigga

I get dumb nigga, with the M-1 nigga

I sip some nigga, and I flip some nigga

Imma uptown stunna, what the hell you think

Ready for war, but I ain’t captain of no goddamn tank!

And you can take that to vegillity boy

I’m burning up, I’m on fire is you smelling boy

Cause I be coming with the top down

Letting them know how the chop sound

100 rounds tore the whole entire block down

Assault rifle with a drum and beam totter

38 with a speed loader in my holster

Mac uzi achine with a strap around my shoulder

But if I pop my trunk I’m might just set off a damn explosion

I’m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain

Got a sawed off tec and I’m bout to knock off your brain

Tell em'

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga

Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

You ain’t gotta hollar wodie, here I come nigga!

You ain’t gotta hollar wodie, here I come nigga!

They gotta holler at «Lil Wayne!», Here I come Nigga!

You ain’t gotta holler

Nigga here I come Nigga!

You ain’t gotta holler whodie here I come nigga!

You ain’t gotta holler Nigga!

Here I come Nigga!

(Come on, come on, What?

Come on Nigga!) (There They Go shorty!) (There they go, come on.)