Birdman & Lil Wayne - About All That Lyrics

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(feat. Fat Joe) 

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] 
Young desperado straight out the grotto 
I'm so bad my shadow chooses not to follow 
Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino 
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano 
It's a drought ain't it? How the fuck would I know? 
Nigga I been gettin' my Cher in (share in) like Sonny Bono 
I ran the streets... check my bio 
I started high wit' two O's just like Ohio 
I'm fuckin' nuts... cashews 
But I'm so DC like fat shoes 
I skate away... like later dudes! 
Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato smooth 
And just when it stopped... I made it move 
Respect me nigga I'm a dog... no Asian food 
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit 
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga 

[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 
Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' 
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit 
My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' 
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit 
My nigga... 'Cause you aint really even 'bout all that 
You ain't really even 'bout all that 
And don't'cha forget.. I know ya you ain't 'bout all that 
You ain't never been about all that... fall back 

[Verse 2: Fat Joe] 
Niggaz must want Joey to lean on 'em 
Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em 
Let 'em sleep on it it's nothin' to Crack 
Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs 
Yeah Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks 
Either way they both spit like BRRRRAT! 
Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies 
And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me 
Nigga... how you want it ??? coke or dog food? 
My shit'll have you runnin' naked like an old school 
And yeah we 'bout it 'bout it and you ain't ridin' on me 
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin' 
And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me 
That 40 cal'll get you ??? 
This shit is funny to me 
All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... Crack! 

[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

[Verse 3: Birdman] 
I had 'em as lil' niggaz raised 'em 'round real niggaz 
Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga 
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga 
Chillin' I'm in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga 
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools 
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money 
And ain't nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang 
Still gettin' money still spendin' change 
We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday 
And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin' 
Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks 
Got the dope in the Hummer cold case for that thang 
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs 
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they fuckin' wig 
3rd Ward let me claim my fame 
I put it down Uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat 

[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

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lyrics submitted by Fin D on 25-11-2006