Lil` Wayne F- Bg Come On Lyrics

Come On Lyrics

Verse 1:
where my niggaz at it's play it raw time baby
load up the guns
guerilla war time baby
light up the blunts light up the block time
dawg
choppers with drums ozzee's and glock time dawg
whoever he with they
better stay cause they to nice
and whoever and hit jump out the window and
get it right
then we run in his house and hit the body and haul them
out
then we empty the clip and let the Lord sort em out
bust it really,
it ain't no stopping me cause i hang up to that ville
and now i'm tieing on
my bandanna and i'm cocking back
jump out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear
your stocking cap
dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50
round drums
hit your daddy, you suki, you son, your wife and move your
momma
cause i'm off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil
tec and i'm bout to knock off your brain
tell em'

Chorus:
Come on,
nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On
Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga
Come On Wodie!

Verse 2: (B.G.)
If drama come to me then it
come
for that i got two glocks and a k with a drum
that's what i ride
with not what i got got ducked off
the mac, sweeper, the six shot, pump that
sawd off
i got the tillery when beef kick
i got soldiers ready to march
when that beef start
i got niggaz be in that zone on that herion
i got
niggaz ready to kill when shit get real
i got niggaz that play all out
akirts of the field
so get caught up in that place and your brain get
spilled
oh it's a game but it's a game of life or death
you lose and
can't continue if you get dome checked
you get blues it's all what duck
gonna be next
come in that water and get wet
think you can fuck with me,
you thoughts will get upset
i don't shot to hit i shot to kill
believe me
i don't shoot for fun when i shoot it's for real
Come on
nigga!

Chorus:
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga
Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it
nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

Verse 3:
Give me the
guns, i'm ready to bust one nigga
my nuts hung nigga, since i was young
nigga
i get dumb nigga, with the M-1 nigga
i sip some nigga, and i flip
some nigga
A uptown stunter, what the hell you think
ready for war, BUT I
AIN"T NO CAPTAIN OF NO GOT DAMN TANK!
and you can take that to vegillity
boy
i'm burning up, i'm on fire is you smelling boy
cause i be coming
with the top down
letting them know how the chop sound
100 rounds tore
the whole entire block down
assault rifle with a drum and beam totter
38
with a speed loader in my holster
Mac ozze achine with a strap around my
shoulder
but if i pop my trunk i'm might just set off a damn
explosure
i'm off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil
tec and i'm bout to knock off your brain
tell em'

Chorus
x2

You ain't gotta hollar wodie, here i come nigga! x2