[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
It's Lil' Wayne (Lil' Wayne) on tha wall brain spilla
Grave filla
Who me untamed gorilla
I be thugged out
Dead bodies drugged out
Throw the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dawg
Came wit many foes
Spend ya Benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You done pissed off my crew
What yall gone do
Look n***a you better put a zip on yo trap
Or you will get trapped
When I creep through tha black in tha black on black
N***as be stumblin'
And crumblin'
When we come
They get curled up
Tear they world up
When we come
Now Slim and B with me
Juve and B.G. with me
Turk and Manny with me
The CMB with me
They lettin' loose
N***a be bout cha issue get lost in gunsmoke
Now I'm hangin' out the window screamin' there I go
Me and my n***as in the 98 black Volvo
And the diamonds bezeled ready I yes this me
Ride with us come see
Live with us HB
What what
[Chorus: B.G. & Juvenile]
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do

[Verse 2: Juvenile]
I can't believe this these boys is playin' with me
I'm bout ta freeze this I keep that K with me
A n***a done played it raw thinkin' Ima hit that doe
Gave the boy my lil' change and I ain't seen his face no mo'
What do you call that there playin' a n***a ha dawg
The n***a thank its gravy but I'm bout ta break his block off
When you see them boys you know I'm bustin' outta druggin' out
Don't be askin' who that is boy you better get the fuck
Muthafucka could be located n***a could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And it's up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My mac ring all night
People call the police cuz they say they can't sleep right
Them lil' muthafuckas be makin' that noise
Them lil' muthafuckas be slangin' it boy
Them lil' muthafuckas be in them hallways
Them lil' muthafuckas be bustin' all day
My first word was God bless me and my crew
My last word was bitch let a n***a through
I observe the shit that muthafuckas do
You got nerve, what if this shit happen to you
Like the proverb, and it ain't nothin' but that boom
Now you got tha urge, to go and kill a n***a too
But remember this
You started this
So finish this
When you grab yo shit
You betta make sure that he hit
[Chorus: B.G. & Juvenile]
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do

[Verse 3: B.G.]
Everybody grab yo shit and slide it back
Uptown is goin' down tonite cha bout that
If not go yo bitch ass inside lock the door
To be safe bullets come through if so get on the floor
Me and my n***as got our black on ready ta ride
We head huntin' so somebody's gonna die
Homicide on tha scene three n***as pronounced smoked
The Hot Boys did that that clique there ain't no joke
We don't carry choppers for decoration n***a
We carryin' ta send n***as on vacations n***a
Takin' me ta play wit that ain't a good solution
I'm dust out cuz I done have a grab mike he tootin'
Shootin' at n***as head tryin' ta knock it off
It's a dirty game so I gotta play it raw
In this warfield n***a you gotta be a killa
Cuz on tha reala
Nothin' out here but some gorillas
My mind made up ta ride
I'ma ride
What I'm after n***a ta bust his ass he gone die
Don't cry nor poppa plead now it's too late
Actin' like a bitch how is you gone get duct tape
Tear'em up Juve don't kill'em now we gone wait
Throw acid on his feet skeet gas all in his face
Show'em how it feel ta disrespect a HB
Show'em how we torture in tha UTP
We got no love if ya outside tha clique n***a
You get fucked over like a bitch n***a
We gone play it real n***a do it like tha mob
Cut his tongue out and stamp it mail it to his mom
[Chorus: B.G. & Juvenile]
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do
N***as in trouble cuz the Hot boy$ behind the trigger
You don't want a soldier you know we some guerillas
N***as in trouble cuz the Hotboy$ is comin' through
Betta move or prepare to do what cha gotta do

[Outro: B.G. & Juvenile]
N***as in trouble
N***as in trouble