Make Way (Feat. Fat Joe)

(hey)see me point the gun at y'all, me no play!

Me come for murder dem on the cow boy way!

Be liquor shots, pray for me sake, me make way, me make way!

Oh oh no, dem clothes so dark, and dem hat so low

Me never ever ask to become so lord

Na me head so hot, and mi dreads so cold

Me so fall

(me come and say) x2

Fat joe:

(cocka bitch)

Here is something you can't understand

How i could just killah man

Seen what the mack can do

Can't speak faster

I make a ass of you

Same as the hat tricks

What's like a quarter mill?

Chain like double dat

I ain't gotta talk about

What off up in the duffle bag

Stunna my brother, weezy we the syndicate

Hunned phantoms hunned maybachs i guess we nigga rich

How yellow battle you facin ... trust me

Look at all the shit i be talkin and no one touch me

Pray and pray for my downfall

Big said it, so i made it rain till it poor

Speak from the heart, this emotion the rap

Catch feelings when you hear me, im supposed to do that (crack)

A g what the streets done made me

And the only language i speak is f**k you pay me.

(i went to come and say)

Hey)see me point the gun at y'all, me no play!

Me come for murder dem on the cow boy way!

Be liquor shots, pray for me sake, me make way, me make way!

Oh oh no, dem clothes so dark, and dem hat so low

Me never ever ask to become so lord

Na me head so hot, and mi dread so cold

Me so fall

Weezy (jamaican flow):

Batup, bad man no take batup

Peer gunshot army done make backup

A man no fear no man, man no fear no one

Man a real hussla, man i got job done

A mean no hear dom talk eat in a car

He spent as soldier he mean the middle of war

He my babalon gangsta, hollygrove monsto

U dunn look familia, ruffus come n killia

Crusher shall we come an open two bucks and trill ya

Jump up badi and let da mill man mill ya

Hit it up goni da almighty wanto hill ya

He mibe on da jungla where dem lion and da miela

(hey)see me point the gun at y'all, me no play!

Me come for murder dem on the cow boy way!

Be liquor shots, pray for me sake, me make way, me make way!

Oh oh no, dem clothes so dark, and dem hat so low

Me never ever ask to become so lord

Na me head so hot, and mi dreads so cold

Me so fall

Baby:

Gangsta gangsta, thass what we yellin

Shoot up in his head, let his bitch go and tell'em

We in the hood gettin money, we swellin

Bigger than life, u know it's the cheaper price

Bigger than strife, u know what we doin it tonight

We gettin it right, we plan to hit and flight

We know the rules,nigga live by nun

Get it by nun, bitch i kill for my son

Weezy:

Gangstas don't live that long

That's why we gotta party everyday like frank came home

And it's hard for me to say it that my heart aint yearnin

To walk up in the church and believe the sermon

But it's dead i spark up and we leave it burnin

Hopin daddy understand my reasons for it

No.. i ain't evil, i'm equal

But nigga i aint sweet mo'f**ka i'm diesal

(i went to come and say)

Hey)see me point the gun at y'all, me no play!

Me come for murder dem on the cow boy way!

Be liquor shots, pray for me sake, me make way, me make way!

Oh oh no, dem clothes so dark, and dem hat so low

Me never ever ask to become so lord

Na me head so hot, and mi dreads so cold

Me so fall