Oh No Chords by Lil Wayne

[Chorus]
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■  Haha cut the music up please


[Verse]
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Hahaha yeah
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I play the bullshit from the backseat champ
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Yeah I'm in the backseat still got the seat back
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Feet back stay from where the fake be at
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Niggas snitch for the shine where the patience at
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Nigga make his own brother face his back
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Give love then take it back
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Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back
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Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats
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Face the facts you can't change him
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Can't shoot it if you can't aim it
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Can't miss him if he kill you then you can't blame him
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That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade 'em
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Get too deep up in that water and they can't save you
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Me I come out of that water like I was just bathing
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And watch my step on the wet pavement yeah


[Chorus]
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I'm from the hood so I rep 'em where I can't take 'em
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Hollygrove Hollygrove was his last statement
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So nigga get that look off your face
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And recognize you got a crook in the place
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They call me WEEcrooked letterY I'm so high
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I skeetskeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
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Streetsweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch
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Leave you bloody with the cops to match
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Bullet holes in your speakers from the chopper blast
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Like haha ah


[Verse]
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There's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hopping back
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It all stop when they hit you in your top and back
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No cocking back silly motherfucker you ain't heard 'bout this
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The clips hang down to the dick
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That's an automatic shotty from a drum they call Tommy
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Guaranteed to get you bitches from by me
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When I hit every piece of your visible body he leaking
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Mortimer is no longer leaping he's sleeping
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While you pussy niggas is sleeping I'm thinking
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Deep in thought the boy ain't even winking
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Bob Marley got me stinking
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Stacking figures I'm standing firm life's a Slinky
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Pipes is filled with crack cocaine
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And the dope go inside of the veins from where I came
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Though I bear a name only one can live with
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Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it


[Chorus]
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I'm sicker with it pick a city buy a condo
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Find a fine ho let some time go chill
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What you know about a bongo having her mind go
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Over a convo about dough Nothing
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Man the fourwheelers look so good on the sand
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Tee or tank top pocket fan
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No pocketknife no handgun in sight
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Just that rattattattattattatattat boom


[Verse]
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Haha tonight I might just boost my feature price
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'cause to each his own and the lights is bright
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And I'm feeling like Mike at a Tyson fight
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I'm from Cita house Big Mama's house
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She told me to shoot you right after I knock you out
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And he ain't getting up after them shots if you hit him in the right spot
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Hold up the beat might drop


[Outro]