Gangsta Shit
Lil' Wayne Lyrics


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Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em, dawg

'Cause I know I ain't dreamin' (uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up (freeze me up)
Hatin' me kinky licks talkin' so much (okay)
Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talkin'
You want to
You ain't built to squabble with us (uh-uh)
I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus (yeah)
I drink your water up
Cool off I'm leavin' with somethin' (bitch)
They leavin' you somethin' crop stolen
An asshole heard it (bitch)
Hip on purpose
Dre, I been what you told me (Dre)
I may act like I don't hear ya but that shit been workin' (it workin')
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in the mornin' (yeah)
'Cause I know that that's what's gon' hold me down on this earth (uh-huh)
A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waitin'
I hear your name in the papers

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina, nigga

They call me gangsta, gangsta (yeah)
Weezy, Weezy
Lil' Birdman junior
Holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you, nigga (bitch)
I'ma big pimp I throw a model at you, nigga
Squiddy squad up throw up the motto at you niggas
You can mind up I throw a hollow at you, nigga
And I'm so high
No, I'm too high
But a little work on a few blocks (yeah)
And I pulled a few skirts on a few blocks (yeah)
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me shorty
I hold Cash Money myself, it's me money
Old cats wants to test come see shorty (c'mon)
I got it on, hide it in my pocket, I'll pop it
I ridin' in a 'Rari where the top is in my pocket (ayy, ayy)
That's young Weezy baby (baby)

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown (uptown)
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina, nigga

You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
It's like eighty this summer
So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or somethin'
So, when I come through the ladies praise me or somethin'
Like, Weezy's the man
If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
'Cause he's 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down (yeah, bitch)
Daddy is back in town (you know)
With the back of my Caddy slanted down (you know)
And the mack goes black if you ask around (you know)
Put some hash in that grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You can ask around
And they tell you like me
There ain't nobody like me
It's Weezy, baby

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown (uptown)
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina, nigga

Ayo, see this is right here is Young Weezy, nigga
Don't get it tangled and twisted
I'm in the studio right now, nigga
With my boy
My nigga Boo in this bitch
My nigga hot boy album, ya'know what I mean?
500 Degreez
They all ridin' with ya boy
Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me




Birdman junior, holla, number one stunna my partner
You know the name, bitch

Overall Meaning

The song "Gangsta Shit" is performed by Lil Wayne featuring Petey Pablo. As with most gangsta rap, the lyrics are explicit and violent, reflecting the tough life many rappers faced and the criminal culture they came from. The song presents the typical tough-guy rap approach, with lyrics about guns, money, cool cars, and women. Lil Wayne boasts of his street cred and dangerous lifestyle, while Petey Pablo joins in to add some tough rhymes of his own.


The lyrics are also full of braggadocio and posturing, with Lil Wayne and Petey Pablo claiming to be tough and dangerous, and daring anyone to challenge them. The song also makes references to other rappers, including Dre, and talks about their own record labels, Cash Money and Carolina. The lyrics are also laced with profanity, adding to the song's intensity and rawness.


Overall, the song is fairly typical of gangsta rap, and offers no particular message or commentary. It's simply a celebration of hood culture and the violent, criminal lifestyles that many rappers come from.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh-oh, uh-oh
There's trouble brewing


You know how we do it
You know we do things the same old way


Weezy and Petey, baby
We're Lil Wayne and Petey Pablo, in case you forgot


This here is 500 Degreez
This is 500 Degreez, our latest album


Holla at 'em dogg
Say something to them, Dogg


Cuz I know I ain't dreaming
This is really happening


I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
I think that's Petey Pablo on this Lil Wayne track


Switching it up
Doing things differently


Fuck it put them things on the truck
Let's put our guns in the truck


What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up
What's the name of your jeweler? I want to get some jewelry too


Hating me kinky licks talking so much
People hate me, but they keep talking about me


Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
I'll give people a reason to keep talking about me


You want to
You want to start something


You ain't built to squabble with us
You're not strong enough to fight us


I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus
I'll come to your show with guns and steal stuff from your bus


I drink your water up
I'll take everything you have


Cool off I'm leaving with something
I'll take something from you before I leave


They leaving you something crop stolen
They'll leave you with something that's been stolen


An asshole heard it
Someone who's not very smart probably believed it


Hip on purpose
I did it on purpose to sound cool


Dre I did what you told me
I did what Dr. Dre told me to do


I been acting like I don't hear ya but that shit been working
I pretend like I don't hear you, but it's been working for me


Keep me a burner
I always have a gun with me


Poison that I grab in the morning
I grab my gun in the morning, like it's my medicine


Cuz I know that that's what's gon hold me down on this earth
I need my gun to keep me safe on this earth


A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I'm a real and true gangster, ready to fight


I keep waiting
I'm ready for someone to test me


I hear your name in the papers
I keep hearing about you in the news


They call me young as Weezy
They call me Lil Wayne


I'm gon round up the whole uptown
I'll gather everyone in the neighborhood


We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
We're going to destroy everything


People understand that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers
You're messing with experienced gangsters who are serious


Crazy-ass Petey
My friend Petey is really crazy


I'ma tell a nigga just like this
Let me tell you something


If you want it boy you sure can get it
If you want to fight, I'm ready


It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga
We're from Cash Money Records, and Petey is from North Carolina


They call me gangsta gangsta
They call me a hardcore gangster


Weezy, Weezy
This is Lil Wayne


Lil Birdman junior
I'm like Birdman's son


Holla at ya nigga
Say something to me


I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
I might even throw a bottle at you


I'ma big pimp I throw a model at you nigga
As a big-time pimp, I throw beautiful girls at you


Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz
My squad will take you down and show you our signature move


You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
I'll shoot you with a hollow bullet


And I'm so high
I'm really high on drugs


No I'm too high
Actually, I'm too high to think straight


But a little work on a few blocks
I've made money on a few city blocks


And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
I've hooked up with some girls on those blocks too


If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
If you try to mess with me, you'll feel the wrath of my guns


Oh lordy there nobody like me shortie
I'm unique and one-of-a-kind


I hold Cash Money myself it's me money
I've made plenty of money for Cash Money Records


Old cats wants to test come see shortie
Old-school gangsters want to challenge me, but I'm not afraid


I got it all hot it in the pocket I'll pop it
I have a gun in my pocket, and I'm ready to use it


I riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket
I'm riding in a Ferrari convertible with the top down


That's young Weezy baby
That's me, Lil Wayne


Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
People criticize my style and say I'm difficult


He is crazy deranged
They also think I'm insane


Put them blades on his thing
I've added knives to my guns


Just like 80 to summer
It's really hot, just like an 80-degree summer day


So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
The knives reflect the sunlight and look really cool


So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
Girls admire me when I show off my weapons


Like, Weezy's the man
People think I'm the best


If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
If you hang out with me, you'll have a good time and look suntanned


Cuz he's 500 Degreez
I'm really hot, like 500 degrees


I need a fan, whew
I'm so hot I need a fan


Cool me off wipe me down
Someone needs to help me cool off


Daddy is back in town
I'm back and ready to dominate


With the back of my Caddy slanted down
I'm driving around in my Caddy, and it looks cool because the back is slanted down


And the mack goes +black+ if you ask around
My gun is black, and it's known for being lethal


Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
Let's add some drugs to the marijuana we're sharing


Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
I'm hiding a pound of drugs and some bullets in my neighborhood


I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down
I'm a gangster until the day I die


You can ask around
People know about me


And they tell you like me
They say I'm the best


There ain't nobody like me
I'm one-of-a-kind


It's Weezy baby
It's Lil Wayne, baby


Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
Here's Lil Wayne, also known as Young Weezy


Don't get it tangled and twisted
Don't misunderstand me


I'm in the studio right now nigga
I'm currently recording music


With my boy
With my friend


My nigga Boo in this bitch
My friend Boo is here too


My nigga hot boy album ya'know what I mean
We're recording an album for the Hot Boys, you know what I'm saying?


They all riding with ya boy
Everyone's on my side


Fi-Fi
I probably just said something to hype myself up


They gotta feel me
People need to recognize my talent


Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
I'm like Birdman's son and I'm a great rapper


You know the name, bitch
Don't forget my name




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Moses Barrett III

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alecia


on Lollipop

good song

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