[Intro]
It's the ynt, ymcmb
We gon' blame it on the system
Now, we gon blame it on the system
sh**, n***a
[Hook x2]
Y'all n***as better zip it
Better zip your mouth
Show you what this street sh** about
You in doubt? we'll set fire to your house
And murder everything running out
Y'all n***as better zip it
n***a better zip your mouth
Y'all n***as better zip it
n***a better zip your mouth
[Verse 1: lil' wayne]
I'm sitting on the foot off the bed, dime by my feet
The dick was too good, the bítch still asleep
Since a p**y got lips I guess you n***as could speak
You n***as bluffin' like snow, you n***as just sleet
Okay, I stick to the g-code, you stick to the zip code
Money tall like benjamin franklin on tip-toe
Your bítch a blowfish, she swallow my fishin' pole
I aim at your head – it's coming off like stripper clothes
I f** with guerillas, bust at the feds
I bet your mouth can't run, if I cut off your legs
I'm fly like a zipper, but that ain't the point
My bullets fat as a joint, you hear it crack like a voice
I come to wet up the party, you n***as is garbage
Hollow tips on the cartridge I let it rip through your cartilage
One number, three letters -9-a-k
Y'all n***as better zip it like ykk – tunechi!
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: turk]
Y'all n***as better zip it, zip it, zip it
Y'all hoes been misrepresenting
Ran n***as too long
Ynt gon' be there first
Y'all n***as thought we was gone?
You gotta be kidding
Watch what you say
We catch everything out the air
Bare hands, no mittens
If my name get mentioned
A n***a gon' slay you
Catch ‘em broad day with your bítch
A n***a still gon' spray you
What it cost to merk a snitch?
Ho, that's cheap labor
If you survive these 50 shots
You was in god's favor, big guns
I'mma send your mom my condolences
But if she with you when I hit you
You know how us n***as from new orleans
Is
Everybody get it, everybody gon' feel it
Nobody exempt, every charge I got was a murder
In the booth, n***a ain't no attempts
So i‘ll take shots, i'll send em (believe that)
Got k**ers on standby, we gon take our lawyers
Ready to defend ‘em (believe that)
Just having thoughts of snitching
n***a you in violation
So just the thought of your snitchin'
Bítch is annihilation – annihilation
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: juvenile]
I just got in from cali, went from la to vallejo
I was lookin' for heron, but
All they had was the yayo
Chickens up in the boat, Noah's ark in this b**h
I'm talkin' green like the 17th day of march in this b**h
I tried to k** ‘em in vegas, I played roulette in the wind
Like i'm ridin' bellagio, mgm and the hen'
I got court in the morning, me and the district attorney
Told my lawyer don't settle, let's take this b**h for a journey
They ain't catch me with nothin', I don't know who say it dope
b**hes always runnin' they mouths, I call ‘em Usain Bolts
Still got love for my n***as, just how they dodgin' the rats
Know how we ran in the projects, we was like dogs in the pack
Growin' up in the crescents, you need a vest and a weapon
Everybody got beef, the sh** like a delicatessen
Snitches told ‘em I wore that, them b**hes hit him with ten
He just started a business, he in that system again
[Hook x2]