About All That lyrics

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Birdman


[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Look, young desperado, straight out the grotto
I'm so bad, my shadow chooses not to follow
Little n*gga, but see me as a f*ckin' rhino
Lil Weezy hit this b*tch like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought, ain't it? How the f*ck would I know?
n*gga, I've been gettin' my share in like Sonny Bono
I ran the streets, check my bio
I started high with two O's just like Ohio
I'm f*ckin' 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, n*gga, I'm a dog; no Asian food
I wet up the party, so have a bathin' suit
And daisy dukes, you b*tch ass n*gga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
n*ggas must want Joey to lean on 'em
Flash the blinky, 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 your back, whether raps or macks
Either way, they both spit like, "Blrrat!"
n*gga, them motherf*ckers is broke like them levees
And we done sold so much dope, ain't sh*t you tell me, n*gga
How you want it, huh? Coke or dog food?
My sh*t'll have you runnin' naked like in Old School
And, yeah, we 'bout it, 'bout it, and you ain't ridin' on me
Unless ya got a whole f*ckin' suicidal army
And I'm a rider, homie, and you can find it on me
That .40 cal'll get your shirt picture ironed on it
Haha, this sh*t is funny to me
All these n*ggas wantin' war, but they runnin' from me, crack!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
[Verse 3: Birdman]
I had 'em as lil' n*ggas, raised 'em 'round real n*ggas
Poppin' bottles, f*ckin' with them b*tches, n*gga
Made money to the ceilin', me and my young n*gga chillin'
I'm in the streets, hustlin', gettin' money, n*gga
Changed all my new shoes, n*gga, got some new tools, n*gga
Got some more jewels, we was gettin' money
And ain't nothin' ever change, 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'
n*gga, yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks
Got the dope in the Hummer, cold case for that thing
I hate the law for what they done did, done broke in n*ggas cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em, I'da split they f*ckin' wig
3rd Ward, let me claim my fame
I put it down, Uptown, I'ma do my thang, believe that

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, keep talkin' that sh*t that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta sh*t
My n*gga, 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't you forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
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