DJ Drama & Lil Wayne No Other feat. Juelz Santana Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Lil Wyane]
straight up D4, seventeen world
Ms. Katrina turned my city to a sea shore
i keep goin for them coins like leave yours
they gone eat or respect me or we all
gunnin them b____es, like a sequal
pump put a hump in ya back, they call u equor
boy, this s___ is harder than yall where we are
we call it cocain rights i got that kind lease on
huh? f___ wit me chump i'll rock ya tea cup
i save before you spend ya dollar boy put up or re-up
yup, get up ya feet up put up ya knee up, in the game
put or shut up, i hit ya head up, booka bang
birdgang and the birdman J, lil wayne
here to hang otherwords in the state your in my pain
fireman, i spark in the rain, i,
walk through the flames yea, all for the change
call me insane but im the hustla to the muscle
and the new drop bently look like p____ in the summer
so im f___in that, huggin that
block like luvin that
never sell a crum where my mother @ run wit that
people come at me for beef, and shots come wit that
ya b____ come at me for wood, & im the lumber jack
i come in that similac mayback, shades black
lookin like im tyrin to bring yay back, asap
give it to 'em raw no ajax, taste that
huh, f___ around & make ya face crack
i know n____z that shoot dope, arms lookin like a rac tracks
n____ missed a vain in his neck, his whole face fat
you cant take that, well i cant take back
where i come from so we leeaarn how to make that
yea, turn that plate to a G stack
stack up my G's now im creamin where the G's at, Weezy

[Talking - Dj Drama(Juezl Santana)]
big shout out to the Dipset movement
shout out my n____ Duke-the-God
shout out my n____ Hell Rell (I Cant Feel My Face!)
Twin wut up(i really dont think they ready for this)

[Verse 2 - Juelz Santana]
i part from, block 1, 5, 1
where my young n____z on a rise to get a name, dont try to
Wayne, i feel ya pain & i see ya stress
how u think the peepin posters got through to Katrina on fafeema checks
c__e & the pirax, dope in the ice yes
minds on the high way, both signs, right left
& thats the mindstate of kids growin up
still they wonder why the crime rates goin up
throw it up, eastside, westside, southside, northside
f___ wit my money i, torch guys, all guys
higher men, firemen, send 'em to a higher man
there it go, torcher 'em, vice-grips, pliers man
n____z turn to tin foil, when they see the iron man
presure bust pipes i apply and
move like a lion through the jungle yes
there is nothin higher than, me
dont slip up and wind up in a lion bind
big body benz i am in, higher than
a chick that fly the 10 or airforce flyer man
bad b____es out flyin in f___ 'em,
send 'em back home hype, feelin like they on nitrogen
just call me the pipiper man, still get the c__e through the pipe
grindin off through the pipe or stem
& im still gettin paper back in rubber bands
i still got paper baggs comin in
i still got that matress wit the paper bags under it
comic books, playboy, baby mag under it, still
i still got ties wit my guys who dont speak no english
them vathos' that got those cheapest
got no green cards, got no freezers
and got those pablos features
they drop off then pick up
i pick up to drop off then drop off up wutz picked up
and then wut, i did it

[Talking - Dj Drama]
and like that..
we drawn....
i told yall...
im sod dedicated...
nothin can take me out my zone, AMG..
if you support the movement
than we dedicate this to you
Dedication 2