Beat the Shit (feat. Gunplay) - Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons

Take what you want, tie they ass up Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads (Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down) Take what you want, tie they ass up Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) See that crib right there, yeah right there Two workers, one pitbull, cocaine and a hundred thousand in there We too breezy in this shit, too easy It's Christmas time, we all know the season All I want is cash and coke Got the tape, rope and brand new O If they looking like they wanna buck Hit em up cause no getting blood on the dope and rug And we Gucci, and we came up If they ask, I don't ever bring my name up Bout to cop a crib, bout to scoop a biz Bout to get myself together then go lace my boots again Take what you want, tie they ass up Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Mask on, fully loaded, when I pull on street Rifle, butcher knife, zip ties for hands and feet As I'm walking toward the door I hear a small commotion Tried to open, it was locked so I kicked it open Peeped the scene, daughter screamed Someone screamed, I slap him Look his daddy in his eyes and say I'm here to jack ya Ask who else was in the house, he say its just his wife Tied him up, layed him down, hit them with the knife Ask em once he tried to play me, I don't play no games Kicked his face, broke his nose, took that to his brain Pussy nigga you done got yo blood all on my kicks Tell me now before I spill your blood all on your bitch He said "Chris I knew that's you, I know your whole damn family Can't we make some deal my dawg, lets get some understanding" I don't give no fuck about no nigga tryna beg Give no fuck, yo kids in here, I'm still gon' blow your head Take what you want, tie they ass up Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Blood on the dope, blood on the floor, blood on your ho My young nigga a blood, I show em love Blood on the plug, cause I hit em up He was flinchin' and shit, told him to get up Blood on the kush, got a wife and dad That made the price go up when they hit the town Blood on the dough, I'm going to war for it And I got junkies at the door, and I got chickens in the kitchens I got niggas in the trenches And you got pussies, so all yo niggas bitches, damn homie Call it walking on tomatoes, them red bottoms Call it thug vacation, when the feds got em Call it what you want it, just can't call me broke boy And I'm dirty, go out my way to fuck yo ho boy Its muddy mixed with purple, say it slow boy And there's blood on everybody when there's war boy Take what you want, tie they ass up Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

Rockie Fresh and I'm from Chicago Where young niggas die every few seconds But we still just wanna be great Americans I was born to be another number So was number 1, I pray I never fumble I used to wear the cheapest clothes Now my posters in the reefer stores I be posted like I'm 7'4 Till the day I'm knocking at my heaven's door Just like club LIV when that confetti fall I fell in love with the game, damn it's a distant love I let her see it just to tell her friends what she saw 200 mill how I get it, damn I can't be far I keep my sneakers low cut Heat fitted, G-5 with the nose up Self made St. Regis with the toast up Roomservice, Belaire time to toast up My attraction have African in them happy homes Never seen a square nigga with a happy home All the money generated, double M the greatest Rest in peace to every genius that never made it Don't it sound like I'm dedicated Joe Flacco deal, nigga with hot flows Whole cheerleading squad all through my iPhone All them hoes in my iPhone, nigga "It's Kay Foxx reporting live. A Carol City rapper facing the music connected to an alleged robbery and assault. Gunplay surrendered at Miami-Dade headquarter - the charge armed robbery means he cannot post bond." Momma poor, Daddy poor, what's the antidote? Wind through the window blew the candle out No lights, many cold nights Hungry belly burning yearning rice Rent late, on a plate just a blank space Old girl lookin' at me with the blank face Made it off a prayer and a saint's grace AK's kept me in a safe space Sucka free for the one three Probably on tour for the one four Sucka tried to give me life plus one more But I gave it back and told them "fuck y'all!" In this day and time I got a 89- Miami state of mind, cocaine, steak and wine Understand Understand i over came Made it through rain and open flames My car be parked out front of Darby My chick Barbie, your bitch Gar-B A-G-E, I just A-T-E, sippin' A-C-E over at A-B-E I'm no golfer I'm not a back and further I don't make friends, baby I make offers Like you can get with this, or you can get with that I think you get with this, cause this is where it's at Hate when broke niggas try to play mediator Keep your two cents to yourself, you might need it later Silence is golden, then duck tape is silver Professional shooters Leon and Mathilda My woman vary just give me a young Tahiry Who do whatever I ask of her, dead Siri My theory keep winning as the days change Yesterday's home-runs won't win today's games, nigga Win today's games, nigga...

Zaytoven If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Off button Pause button Stop button Lock button Belly button Big ol' ti- she pop buttons Head buttin' Versace button down unbuttoned to the top button Percosets that's my buttons, hit the pop button Psychopath, blunt big, big as Mama June off the diet plan Smoking science lab I should have tattoo that say "I'm not like my dad" Jesus Christ, Amen My hand in the psychic's hand, she see righteous plans I see business plans then I lose my mind and my attention span She see empty hands like, "Ooh, Lordy" Smelling like Cool Water Y'all got them new Cartier the Rollie was too salty That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie My little b- body a trophy Naked pics, five in the morning Sunglasses, smilin' emoji Pull up on the opps, surprise party Better get up and stand up like Bob Marley That is your homie, he died for ya Check your home screen, that's God calling (brr, hello?) We making an impact my n- We not just black n- We rich and black n- And all them b- they been after n- They run away then they come limpin' back, n- Amen, feeling like Our Father Should I get off my high horse? To get on my flying horses That's rich nigga problems avoid it My lil' bitch body will solve it And when you say, "Timber", please, will you whisper? My n- I'm quietly falling If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Hello? Hello? Rich n-, rich n-, rich n- That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie I got rich n- problems, lil' whoadie If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Rest in peace, I rest in peace and harmony I don't talk, I speak, after I pray, I preach I don't play, I cheat, after I stay, I leave The f- in the road, grab the fork and eat Turn that piggy bank to some hog head cheese But you doin' nothin' but they say "Nothin' ain't never worth nothin', but it's always free" Psychopath Blunt thick, thick as Mama June off the diet plan, smokin' science lab I should have tattoo that say, "I'm nothin' like your man" Jesus Christ, Amen My hand in the psychic' hand She see righteous plans, I see power plans She take my hands put 'em in her pants Do the hyphy dance then I wipe my hands Feeling like Our Father Should I get off my high horse to get on my flyin' horses? That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie You got penny pinch n- problems, lil' whoadie On the bench n- problems, lil' whoadie I got a b- n- problem, lil' whoadie More b- more problems, lil' whoadie That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie What is this n- problem, lil' whoadie? I got rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Yeah If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix