Big Tymers - What's Up Wit Dat lyrics

[Juvenile] Put a limit to tha bullsh** and give me some space n***a recognize tha G in me when I'm tha place I'll get mad and deliberately spit in yo face I ain't no pretty boy n***a I'm a felony case My daddy was slangin iron back in '78 Is you listenin to it n***a I'm I settin you straight Tha next one of you n***as that come at me sideways We'll be entertained wit 4 or 5 K's Probably might get k**ed in 4 or 5 ways Probably won't be found fo bout 4 or 5 days Lil Wheezy in tha pen fo bout 4 or 5 days Look he ain't in tha hood fo bout 4 or 5 days Better not tell me sh** when I'm upset Cause I'll catch a flashback and all of y'all would get wet Around tha way they call me Slap and Pop Cause I'll slap a clip up in mac and let it pop [Baby] Look n***a if you pull that b**h, you betta shoot that b**h Reppin fo them hoes that get their wigs split quick If you abusin that sh**, you probably shootin that sh** I'm Mr. Bling Bling n***a f** that sh** You could find me in my Rover gettin head from a b**h You could catch me on tha block breakin bread wit tha click You could find me in tha lot buyin a matchin six Lorenzo kit wit bu*tons on that b**h I hit a pawn shop and buy a gat for tha click n***a ask tha Ruff Ryders if you real wit it slick I took them to tha mansion that's paid out slick Wit them Hummers, Bentleys and Jags and this b**h I'm tha numba one wodie I don't talk no sh** Look at all this ice and how I'm poppin this sh** n***a grease me up or I'll stick you up n***a put yo hands up befo I f** you up [Lil Wayne] (Hook Repeat 2x) Now What's up wit dat Cause you know us don't play We bust tha gat It got ice all over wit dubs to match You catch us on yo block late dressed up in black Now What's Up wit dat [Mannie Fresh] It's like ruff, rugged, raw f**in on tha interstate in a brand new car Fo my n***as I'm ruff, rugged, wild Strawberry kool-aid mixed wit Cristal W-W-W dot fresh dot com You deal wit me Lil Daddy I guarantee That am......gone put yo a** on front of a white T XXL choker neck playboy or V [Lil Wayne] Now I be creepin through tha back wit tha chrome plate in Simmy auto, Tec let's get on baby Now have they seen me in a seat Mer-cedes Wit yo wife in a car wit yo babies I'm a hot fire boy and I'm gonna let em burn Straight from tha 17th point of no return And I scerm thru traffic in a Porsche on factories Hennessy in back of me Now I'm feelin accurate Ice blingin hard suddently the light captured it Don't try me or yo moms die from a freak accident OH NO! could it stop but I got this big ol' 4-4 (gun sound) pop And I'm gonna chopped this whole ki into a lotta lumps Next time you see me I'll have money like Donald Trump I'm off tha heezy it could be nite, day I'm still creepin In a light grey Lamborghini it's Lil Wheezy