Neck Of The Woods - Birdman, Lil Wayne

Uptown...

Yeah...yeah...nigga

Well let me take ya' to the neck of the woods

In my hood (uptown)

Show you what we livin' like (uptown)

Well let me take ya' to the neck of the woods

In my hood (uptown)

Show you what we livin' like (uptown)

Shhh...

Gangsta to the core

Ankle wrap flamer

Paint your kitchen floor

Wit' your whore

Shit you can't ignore

Things you endure when you fuckin' wit' the boy

All I heard was Weezy don't kill me no more

I hear your bullshit

I play matador

I'm outta category

I ain't there wit' y'all

I got a positive vibe but I ain't scared of y'all

Get The kid negative, never did that at all

That rat a tat go off

A black kak kak kak

I got a bitch so fine her name Pérignon

She know how to stash quarters in a carry-on

I blow outta town grass when I'm outta town

Uptown in the building not a sound

'Cause killas don't get heard about

They get whispered about

Or you get murdered out (nigga)

Well let me take ya' to the neck of the woods

In my hood (uptown)

Show you what we livin' like

(walkin' like a man, finger on the trigga'

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga NIGGA!)

Well let me take ya' to the neck of the woods

In my hood (uptown)

Show you what we livin' like

(walkin' like a man,finger on the trigga'

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga NIGGA!)

Look...

The first shot

The first nigga got shot

We bust him open like a blunt on a Marley nigga (yeah)

A hundred G's

Nigga score some keys

Then we went to the hood and then we started to ball nigga (started to ball)

We know them people been paper chasin

So we stay out the way then we pull out the Harleys nigga

We keep the gauge close, incase you wan' know

You come to the hood I bet you a target nigga

It's all good till you catch a case

A nigga never escape cause you addicted to money nigga

Well let me bring you back yesterday

A lil' homie I know he got full of that barma nigga

Fuckin' round wit' that 'kid and play'

Nigga fuckin' wit' G's a nigga twisted his body nigga

Well let me tell you 'bout this game I know

You keep flippin' dough homie and you'll be ridin' the flyest nigga

Got it on your mind let daddy say somethin'

All that play buckin'

Gon' get your face buttoned up

Now when you smirk

You look like Jay-z's shirt

Fuckin' wit' that turf, I'm puffin' on that smurf

Fuck it come holla, I'm tellin' poppa put away your dollars

Your son got choppas

And if you got enemies (yeah)

Your son got enemies (believe that)

That's uptown energy, nigga!

Don't waste no time on no bullshit

If it ain't hood shit

We'll spend a lil' paper nigga

Well if you catch'em in the hood nigga

It's all good shit

Go 'head do me that favor nigga

Well let me take you down deep in the inside

It's where they hustle and the homies try to get it right

It's when you got to ride

It's when the homie die

And the money can't stop the pain in the inside