Cut the lights off n***a (Cut 'em off) You know what time it is (What) You know what time it is (What) Strap -Up (Gun co*ks) A lot of n***as better move out Cause here I come with my click With the tools out All of a sudden all these cowards Starting to spook out It's warfare a bunch-a of n***as Bout to loose out It's time to load up them things Hit the spot run in his house And make 'em show up then things Take 'em in the room go in his pockets And then blow up his brain No matter the weather Rain, snow, sleet, or hail I'ma slang that metal So tell 'em n***as in yo' hood To get it together Cause I'm the tolas mario And we down for whatever Never underestimate or you goin under Y'all keep on playing with Lil Wayne But that lil' boy trouble And plus this shorty be full wodie Be storin' bundles M start wildin' and Hit the block and let his toys rumble And it go ratter tatter It be macks that make n***as scatter When the M-1 shatter And everybody on they block They get bout ten in they bladder [Chorus: x2] Tell 'em lights off Mask on Creep silent Your life's gone We done left the block quiet La When it's time to ride It ain't no time to play It could be time to die At any time of the day And I'll be goddammit If I let a n***a steel me It will not happen I'ma fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'em And got my glocks rabbin' Leave a n***a spot damaged That's how the beat made us I chief three blunts So I can get a head rush Then come around the corner And your whole day crush I'm sick and tired n***as choosing test a boy They get hit and die Some of 'em scared of man slaughter So they stay inside And watch they partner get lit up And then they ask why That's cause you played wit' me They couldn't of known I'ma guerrilla Drama stayed with me Run in his home went to k** him Took his head with me You better get it right or keep it right Or lose your whole town Tell em' lights off It's about to go down [Chorus: x2] Ma**acre all these streets block it off Lil' Wayne in yo' hood With something like a rocket dog And I'm after ya I don't pa** beef I stop at all That boy got a head on his shoulders I knock it off I'm highly intoxicated mixing Krystalle and vodka Somebody call the doctor Cause my chopper done went blocka, knocka n***a out the way man I'm sorry but us guerrillas we can't stay tamed, say it man Are you ready, ready Ready for warfare Wayne, Turk, Juvi, and B.Geezy they all there We all flare, don't care, dog they all tear Give the guns to the one with the long hair And block burner It gets quiet they see the rims twenty four seventy They breathe heavily Bullets they come steadily You better stay off the block Cause you might fall You better stay off the block Cause the lights off [Chorus: x4] Lights off Tell em' lights off La, la, la lights off n***a lights off We done left the block quiet