Make Way - Birdman, Fat Joe, Lil Wayne

Hey!

See me point that gun at y'all me no play!

Me come for murder dem all the cowboy way!

Me lick a shot sprayed from the set we make way!

Me make way!

Uhhh ohh no!

Him 'fro so dark and him hat so low!

Me never ever ask if he come solo!

Now me head so hot, and me dreads so cold!

Me so poor!

Me come them say AYY!

See me point that gun at y'all me no play!

Me come for murder dem all the cowboy way!

Me lick a shot sprayed from the set me make way!

Me make way!

Uhh oh no!

Him 'fro so dark and him hat so low!

Me never ever ask if he come solo!

Now me head so hot, and me dreads so cold!

Me so poor!

Coca bitch!

Here is somethin you can't understand

How I can just kill a man~!

Shame what the mac can do, K's spit faster

I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics

Watch like a quarter mill', chain like double that

I ain't got to talk about the half up in the duffle bag

Stunna my brother, Weezy we the syndicate

Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're nigga-rich

I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me

Look at all the shit I be talkin' and no one touched me

"Pray and pray for my downfall"

Big said it, so I made it rain 'til it poured

Speak from the heart, this emotional rap

Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that

Crack!

A G what the streets done made me

And the only language I speak is "Fuck you, pay me, bitch~!"

And when me come them say AYY!

See me point that gun at y'all me no play!

Me come for murder dem all the cowboy way!

Me lick a shot sprayed from the set me make way!

Me make way!

Uhh oh no!

Him 'fro so dark and him hat so low!

Me never ever ask if he come solo!

Now me head so hot, and me dreads so cold!

Me so poor!

Say pardon!

Bad man no take pardon

Peer gunshot army, dem make backup

A man no fear no man, man no fear no one

Man a real Islam, man a get down done

A me no hear dem talk, me eat in me car

Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war

Me I'm Babylon gangster, Hollygrove monster

You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya

Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya

Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya

Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya

And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killer

And when me come them say AYY!

See me point that gun at y'all me no play!

Me come for murder dem all the cowboy way!

Me lick a shot sprayed from the set me make way!

Me make way!

Uhh oh no!

Him 'fro so dark and him hat so low!

Me never ever ask if he come solo!

Now me head so hot, and me dreads so cold!

Me so poor!

Yup!

Put it in the air nigga

Light your lighters in the air

This for my dead homies, yeah!

"Gangsta Gangsta," that's what we yellin

Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell 'em

We in the hood, getting money, we swellin

Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price

Bigger your stripes, you know what we doin tonight

We getting it right, we plan, they hit then flight

We know the rules nigga, live by none

Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son

Yeah!

Gangsters don't live that long

That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home

And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearnin

To walk up in a church and believe the sermon

But instead, I spark up and relieve the burnin

Hoping that he understands my reasons for it

No, I ain't evil, I'm equal

And nigga I ain't sweet, motherfucker I'm diesel!