[Lil' Wayne]
  Big Tymers, nigga (Big Tymers, nigga)
  I got that work, nigga (I got that work, nigga)
  Look, look, listen:
    This is where them niggas die fast
  Sell bricks and buy bags
  They dodge class to hit the block and go find cash
  If you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast
  'Cause, my man, ain't no escapin' when shots blast
  You wonder why the cops keep circlin'
  Niggas murderin'
  I ain't never saw 'em before
  Tonight we twurkin' 'em
  Niggas wearin' masks like glasses
  Niggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics
  Pants to my knees 'cause the glock make it slouch
  I can't talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouth
  And, wodie, when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it's winter
  And if a nigga whisper, pistols eat him up for dinner
  Seventeen representer - you don't like it, do somethin'
  And I'll bet you'll see a nigga outside 'bout two-somethin'
  And we like to dress in all black up in my residence
  Ain't got on no suits 'cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents
    [Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
  [Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke
  [Baby] than a nigga could know
  [Wayne] More money, more cars
  [Baby] than a nigga could show
  [Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
  [Baby] than a nigga could score
  [Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks
  Make 'em get on the floor
    [Baby]
  Nigga wakin' up to alley cats and rats
  Project bitches that tote gats
  Niggas kickin' the dope, but the crack done smack back
  Lil' niggas runnin' through the hallways
  While other niggas playin' ball - made a court in the driveway
  Things ain't the same where I use to play
  It's guns and broads
  New cars, neighborhood superstars
  And hoes smokin' cigars
  Lil' ones sittin' on the car
  Watchin' the bus hollerin',
  "Them people comin!" when that blue car pull up
  I'm tired of catchin' cuts, and bendin' corners
  I got that work - got youngsters on all four corners
  You got the quarters, and you got them halves
  I got the quarter ki's, and Fresh got the slabs
  Ten a ki is the price if you want a brick
  And if you don't know that, nigga - tax the bitch
    [Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
  [Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke
  [Baby] than a nigga could know
  [Wayne] More money, more cars
  [Baby] than a nigga could show
  [Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
  [Baby] than a nigga could score
  [Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
  Make 'em get on the floor
  [Baby] For sure, wodie
    [Mannie Fresh]
  It's the return of the click-clackin'
  Downtown pistol packin'
  Y'all remember me from back in the '89 era
  When killers use to wear mascara
  And run through the court causin' terror
  Random riot gunshots
  Government-issued glocks
  That's bakin' soda added with that odor - now you got clatch pots
  Niggas went from (?) to frozen cups
  To catchin' cuts, to big ole nuts
  Shorty, I been on missions
  Jackin' niggas for Balley competitions
  Stickin' guns in bustas' backs
  Everybody, come out your Polos and your Zodiacs
  But that was back in the days
  See, niggas done changed they ways
  Went from snug-nose-38's to hand grenades
  Now it's a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed at
  Or fussed at
  Nine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, niggas can trust that
    [Hook - 4x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
  [Wayne] Nigga, we done sold more coke
  [Baby] than a nigga could know
  [Wayne] More money, more cars
  [Baby] than a nigga could show
  [Wayne] More ice - cheap price
  [Baby] than a nigga could score
  [Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
  Make 'em get on the floor
  [Baby] For sure, lil' one
    [Wayne] What!
    [Baby {talking}]
  Y'all got to understand
  We got this shit on lock, wodie
  If you ain't makin' money you ain't doin' what you suppose to
  I understand niggas kickin' in doors for twenty-inch momo's
  Whatever it take, lil' daddy
  And it don't matter
  If I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take mines
  If you get caught up, you better believe it..
  that that iron gon' get your mind right, dog
  We hustlin' for sure, fa
  Bling-blingin' without a doubt
  Like new cars, and pretty broads
  And neighborhood superstars
  Money
  Bitches
  Rags to riches