笨小笨Get Bizzy歌词由Lil Wayne演唱，出自专辑《Alien》，下面是《Get Bizzy》完整版歌词！
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Get Bizzy - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
See you n***as killin' me man man
Did I don't hear you talkin' talkin'
Like why wayne and dram workin' dram workin'
Didn't wayne dis dram dis dram
Didn't dram dis wayne gangsta gangsta
Grillz you bastards
See ya'll n***as just wait 'til
I turn around then talk boom boom boom
Fool-a*s n***as rite
But I'll do this for ya'll
But I'll do this for ya'll
Ya'll ah ah ah ain't learned that hahahahahah
Weezy F b***h I'm tired of y'all hatin'
I know ya head hurtin' you tyleno-takin' mothaf**kers
I'm the man just ask your old lady
Like a true gentleman I'm after your lady
I'm a massacre waitin' to happen f**k all this rappin' boy
I get to cappin' leave you with holes like a napkin man
He gon need napkin no a band-aid no a d**n grave
I am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage
Picture on my page printed in the best book
Come up out my left pocket with a left hook
Mama said knock ya out money made me block ya out
I got the game on lock and I lock ya out
Dascop dascop
My jewelery singin' like a opera house
I brought that drop-top phantom of the opera out
Yeah get silly not stupid man
Never save a ho she better ask soulja boy to superman
You can bet when I sleep I'm poloed down head to feet
Polo horses on my sheets I get that from pimp C
Tall cup of DJ screw sippin' on a pint of big moe
Sharper than a tack ho you can keep the tic toe
Yeah red scarf on my neck
Red diamonds lookin' like red barf on my neck ugh
And to my bs n***a soo-woo
'Cause I be with more bs than juju
Dastop dastop
Big bro I'm a big dog
And I don't mean fleas when I say I'm ticked off
Haha n***a I don't ever scratch
And if she throw that P***y big dog fetch
Type of soldier on some sketch that s**t
I'ma draw that pistol make your chest a tablet
You are just a tad bit and I'm a whole lot
Young money mothaf**ker but the money so not
It's young money n***a
Sick with' it hard body like iron mike
The flow is C4 I drop bombs like dynamite
You n***as is sweet yeah sweet like mike'n ikes
Bob barker with the phantom white 'cause my price is right
Hit the club n***a then I leave with' two dykes tonight
Let my n***as cut them up they gon' get a slice tonight
N***a peep my wrist game you can see the ice is right
Blind everybody in this motherf**king spot tonight
Superman blowing on a swisher full of kryptonite
Got the wolves with' me here
I'm howling in this b***h tonight
N***as say they hard body but I can't tell
N***a you can get yo s**t cracked like a crab shell
You want war with' the boys so be it
We in all red like the f**kin soviet army
Rush a b***h n***a if he talking crazy
Hit him in his left leg have him walking crazy
