[Lil' Wayne]   Killer!   Huh?   Callin' Lil' Wayne (Wayne) a...   ...killer!   What? What?   Killer!   What? What?   Check!      Hold up, you now under the deep cover of the lil' slugger   Callin' me head busta   Run with me K - blucka   Niggas done fled from-a...   ...me infrared, sucka   If him wan' play, busta,...   ...come make me dead, busta   Bein'-a half-way out my nappy head   But I don't care - I just grab my clip, slap and spray   Anywhere - it don't matter where a nigga stay   Just believe me when I say, "Guerrilla warfare"   I swear, it be some more drama about these bags   Niggas in black drive Jags - camouflage rags   Niggas' domes get bust wide open with blood and sweat   Niggas ridin' off in Hummers - laughin', drinkin' Moette   You know me: Colleon, standin' four feet   I'm to-tin' cannons, wearin' Rolies   See, these lil' boys, they ain't really up on my game   But once I run into that nigga playin' with Wayne, man   See, when I spin-a you bend then I be on you block   But when me jump out with the chop-chop, my nogga, you drop   Now where your niggas at, comradie? They not with you now   I guess they heard that when I'm ridin' I make the crew stop   Now, is you 'bout what I'm 'bout?   If you 'bout what I'm 'bout, you 'bout drama   Thuggin' in broad day with four glocks, a knife, and a chopper   I'm runnin' away, don't get in my way   My nigga!   Callin' me head busta!   Callin' callin' me killer!      (Hook [Lil' Wayne])   Them callin' me killer   Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga   My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want   Full of blunts   Look out your window, see who in the front   Me!      Them callin' me killer   Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga   My niggy, when I'm out late call me what you want   Full of blunts   Look out your window, see who in the front      [Lil' Wayne]   Check!   Now as the heat flame up   Them lookin'-a down the street, them think they see Wayne truck   Him whole block don't scare me 'cause me get me thing and bust   Them know that Hot Boys known to be dangerous   Now U.P.T. come down - chopper city in the ghetto, my man   Now who that be in the car with the chopper? Oh, it's Lil' Wayne   I get my K - cock, aim, and put holes in your brain   Give me that rag, you ain't no soldier - wipe the blood off my chain   Gettin' blisty...   ...off in a black F-150   'Bout to do the old usual - hit your block, just spittin'   Heads spinnin' like a set of seventeens or somethin'   Respect me for who I be: seventeen, head-bustin'   Because-      (-Hook [Lil' Wayne])      [Lil' Wayne]   Check!   Original Hot Boy - land-cruisin' with guns   I shall be the one who burn the block up   Never miss when I distribute anger up out my Cali'   Hundred shots automatic   Leave ya hopeless in the alley   Now, when a nigga runs up   If the nigga loveless (like me) would have his guns up   Just because of the simple fact that I'm a Hot Boy,...   ...and got boys that got toys to stop noise   See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty   Now him catch three 'cause him want beef   Now, me tried to tell the stupid boy, "Don't mess-a with me."   Now look at him - open up his casket and see   Click-clack my mack, twist my Philly cap to the back   Jump in the black and scream "war", and just "pow! pow!"   How you love me now? With five barrels to your eye   The scene gets wild, and everybody gon' die   What the dillio? Fill a four-four clip   You'll get flipped for runnin' off at the lip   Who behind the gun slang,...   ...blood hang,...   ...and twistin'?   It's Mis-ter Wayne   Come splittin' when I spit      (Hook- [Lil' Wayne])      [Lil' Wayne]   -Me!   See, them callin' me killer   Huh?   Because them callin' me killer   What?   Them niggas callin' me killer   Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga   What?   Callin' me killer   (Killer)   Callin' me killer   (Killer)   Them callin' me killer (Killer!)   Them callin' me head busta, Cash Money nigga (Killer!)   Killer!   What?