Enemy Turf accords par
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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When I say I don't give a fuck
I mean that yeah
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When them niggas brains is getting bust
I done seen that yeah
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If a shipment was coming in
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I need a lot of that wod ie
I need a sixty- forty nigga
And no chargin' that wodie
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You done heard about
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Michael Jackson
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And shiggidy shit
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But you ain't never heard about me
When I'm flissin a bitch
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Niggas shoulders gettin knocked
Clean off of they head
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See that red dot comin from
Me and my girlfriend
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Cause I wants mine
I needs mine
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And I'm about to get mine
At these times
Look lil' daddy
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You ain't got to worry about
none of these other niggas
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You needs to be worried about
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when Juvi comin to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
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Y'all bitches better handle y'all
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business before I hit y'all
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Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on
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the block aright
Verse 2
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[Chorus: x2] It's enemy
turf that I'm on
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So I'ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calicoe
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My lil' brother Weezy
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(My big brother
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Juvi)
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(Four hit the blocks)
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(Strapped up with
the Uzis)
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What, What,
Verse 3
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La
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Gun for gun
Eye for eye
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Better move yo' wife and son
Cause I ride or die
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Cash money Hot Boy
Bless me when I'm gone
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But until then load up
the chrome cause it's on
I been bout it
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Put a four up in my lip and
put my dirty up in the clip
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I drop the top and then I flip I hit
his cock and make 'em flip
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And I be full of that trash
I be the first one to jump out the
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jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the head
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And make 'em fall in the grass
One move they all die
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Lil' Weezy small frie
Gorilla when it's war time
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Y'all better learn
When this nigga shoot it'll be all hell
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Well then let 'em burn
Hold him for ransom hear
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him this morning
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Seven churn and I be damn if I let 'em go
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If I don't get my dough
Then hell will be all blowin'
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'Till I R.I.P C- M- R I be
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I put it down for all my peeps
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Nigga, I'm H- B for real
Interlude 1
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Verse 4
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[Chorus: x2] All
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I know is
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the streets
And how to strap up
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When it's time shoot it
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Cock yo' heaters
Tie up yo' bags
It's time to do it
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Blaze the blunt
Shut off the lights
And cut down the music
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Roll down the windows
Turn the corner
And let loose with the,
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If ya don't know now
Then ya never will learn
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You ca play with Lil' Wayne
And yo' block get burned
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You must love to go swimming
Cause the water gets deeper
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See I bust you wide open
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And take 'ya daughter with me
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Here come the beat boy
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Shoot out the street lights
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Time to bring on the heat boy
If you ain't really wit it
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Then you better get back
I open yo' chest
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And make it look just like a wet cat
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This is a death trap
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I'm a guerrilla and I mean it
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Leave ya' head still in a beanin'
Not on the cement
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Calicoe steamin'
Red dot beamin'
Dressed up suspicious
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Play with Lil Weezy you'll be dinner for the fishes
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Interlude 2
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Verse 5
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[Chorus: x2] Enemy Turf
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Time to strap up
Outro 1
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