Cash Money Millionaires - Respect lyrics

FUNKMASTER FLEX: Funkflex Big kap Cash money LIL WAYNE: Even if I don't get no taller I'm a always be a c.m.b baller Wanted for manslaughter They call me quick drawer Weezie 2 pistols I bought me a revolver A "k" and 2 missles look I'm ready for war But do you fell the same?!?!?! Look come swim in my water Tangle wit lil wayne Brah you must be retarda Don't know bout my n***as?!?!?! I'm a 17 off ya Runnin with gurillas Life's group is my big brotha Thugged out and ready But just a lil shorta But gangsta like joe pesci get ready to co*k it and let it Cut a n***a like mashedee's Turn em to confetti (all gone) They want it raw dogg so give em all hair Dressed up in camoflauge Me juve in a v12 Just duck tape the n***a Throw his body in the lake I ain't like him anyway cause the n***a too fake Chorus 2x I take respect n***a (ya playin the wrong one) I'll break ya neck n***a (ya playin wit da wrong gun) I use k's to wet n***as (i'm spraying da whole room) Better watch you back n***a (lil one that's a wrap) JUVENILE: My worries was to get paid and double my earn Go at it don't be affraid And keep on burning Don't let it go to my head and take care of my children Stay outta all of that bullsh** And change my appearence I fears no muthaf**a I'm a man ya know Ya want beef but I choose it with the calicoes MAGNOLIA MY HOME And it's gon always be You get a tresspa**ing charge when you f**in with me And it won't be the police when it's bringing you down It will be a whole bunch of n***as that's banging them rounds Tearing it down How that 3rd ward uptown f**in around, got a n***a stuck, what now?!?!?! We could do this sh**, pursue this sh** ya know We knew this sh**, went through this sh** befoe Blood thicker than water and that's all the time You takes Nothing from me cause I'm a war for mine Chorus 2x B.G.: I play the game realer than the average k**er On the streets Ain't no way I could have a b**h n***a thinking I'm weak I tote heat So be prepared to release ya herd me (ya herd me) Play myself, she slipped and the busta served me (uh-uh) I rips it up, hit ya block, lift the b**h up Tell me what else could I do besides down or get drowned That's why when I'm off in drama I goes out Come in ya house Click clack in ya baby mama's mouth That's what it's about if ya doubt that In the projects with ya head chopped where ya found at I DID THAT I'm a n***a that be squeezing the trigga at random Nabbin n***as we call ho busta's for ransom They don't call they people up tell em I blast em That's how it go in the game f**in right I blast them I'm a fool with that black 9 eh And I got a click that's full of soldiers Coming in that water behind me, NO RESPECT FOR YA b*tch Chorus 5x