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gossip (live) - lil wayne lyrics

[intro]
i hate gossip
and i don’t walk around lookin’ for it, you know?
but, yesterday it seemed to just
wander around ’til it found me
you know like, the gossip found me
then why don’t try provin’ it?
how? you don’t know how to prove it?
well, what you just do is, stop

[verse 1]
stop hating on a n-gga
that is a weak emotion, the lady of a n-gga
and you can get tipped like you’re waiting on a n-gga
put a body bag and an apr-n on a n-gga
i give my all behind the mic
but you can never see if you sit behind the light
and you don’t have to pick me to win the t-tle fight
but i’ma wear that championship belt so tight
and if i’m wrong, there is no right
and if i’m wrong, there is snow white
i’m trying to be polite
but you b-tches in my hair like the f-cking po-lice
my flow is rare, these other rappers nice
these other rappers bark some of them even bite
but i’m much more bright, i give the game sight
so before you dim the light, you just might, might wanna…

[chorus]
think it over
ooooh, think it over
think it over, baby baby

[verse 2]
stop -n-lyzing, criticizing
you should realize what i am and start epitomizing
confident, got the heart of the biggest lion
confident, like f-ck them all, pull out my d-ck and ride it
my flow sick, so sick, it’s like my sh-t is dying
it rains a lot in my city ’cause my city’s crying
’cause my city’s dying, but i emerge from all of that
i am a living pioneer, zion
fear god, not them, steer my robin coupe
through the streets of the boot and soowoo
and then i leak blood in the booth, i leave a bloodbath
sorry, there’s a tub in the booth, now where the drugs at?
like the strings on a shoe, no, n-gga, f-ck that
i’m twisted like the strings on a boot, where new orleans at?
i feel hip hop stole me like a bus p-ss
so in your possession, i must ask

[chorus]
hey, haven’t i been good to you?
tell me, haven’t i been sweet to you?

[verse 3]
drag my name through the mud, i come out clean
cast away stones, i won’t even blink
a gun is not a math problem, i won’t even think
just leave you dead like the mink under my sink
don’t believe in me, don’t believe me
i’ve graduated from hungry and made it to greedy
my flow is like pasta, take it and eat it
but i’m gon’ need cheese if i’m baking a ziti
you n-ggas want beef, i want a steak and, uh, we be
lost in amsterdam or jamaica, where weed be
hard body n-gga, taking it easy
all about my paper, ’bout my paper like e-z
wider wrappers, why do rappers lie to fans, lie to rappers?
lot of rappers lie like actors, cut the motherf-cking cameras
cut the check, n-gga, f-ck your props
i am hip hop
and i ain’t dead, i’m alive

- lil wayne lyrics

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