[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah
Haha, check me out, man

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, original gangsta, black clothes and bangers
Bullet shells and chambers, fill the L's up
We stay low from the ranges 'cause they trying to tame us
But we brainless
And just think I'm one sell-out record away from bein' famous
Shit, I guess I ain't it
You could paint it how you may, but I remain this gangsta 'til the day
I lay where the worms stay
I spit it for my n***a's sake, I spit it for myself a long time ago
Got a few houses, few whips, few condos
I'm so straight, I'm pointin'
The game is hurtin', and Baby Boy the ointment
Baby Boy the president now, shit, you gotta make an appointment
Two record labels, you should come join 'em
Do check the label
And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Yeah, n***a playin', doin' about one-eighty
Maserati match the drop top, sun shadin'
Gotta be fly, P1 n***a
Spent about five, condo high in the sky
G4 whenever, fly in any weather
Had to pop a few pussies that was bad feathers
Million on the floor, that's fo' sho'
The lil' homie got the flow, so we all just gon' flow
And don't think about the past
A lil' water came, now we floatin' on everything
N***as doin' about anything
Killin' while they hustlin', n***as puttin' it in for the change
So we headed to the game
Culpepper gettin' his roll on, I'm on the side with that bling
And outside, got them thangs
Them Phantoms out there, we doin' us, switchin' lanes

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Nah, I don't fuck with that, dawg
I'm gonna knock your fuckin' head off
And I'm comin' back hard
Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin' that off
I'm comin' back with it, and let my team split it
With a swagger you can't get, nah, you can't get it
Shit, bitch, I pop like Diddy
I pop like, "When he gon' stop?" When it's empty
And you still drawin', Leonardo DaVinci

[Verse 4: Birdman]
Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin' money, ridin' dirty
Uptown puttin' in down, blowin' out the pound
Duffle bag full of cash when I come around
The lil' homie got the game, so I put him down
Hold my town, world wide wearin' a crown
Like father, like son, got it off the mound
Like father, like son, n***a's stand they grounds
Like father, like son, n***a fuck them clowns

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a n***a like, "Fuck it"
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up
[Over Chorus: Birdman]
Yeah n***a
Un-fuckin-believable
I know y'all hear some more shit about me and my little young n***a
You know, they mouth like they ass
Anything will come outta that motherfucker ya' heard me
Big shouts to all them cities who opened your arms to us n***a
And let us through that motherfucker, ya' heard me
Cause that water ran us out that motherfucker, but we did bounce back
Believe that 305, 404, 713, all that, Dallas, Kansas
Everybody ya' heard me, Oklahoma, yeah, everybody, the whole world