Get At These Niggaz Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana

[Juelz Santana:]
Ay yo Weezy--you ready to get at these niggas, man?

[Lil Wayne:]
You already got em

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Who you? Weezy Baby
I do what the fuck I wanna come from the corner they call (what?)
Apple and Eagle where your mama didn't want you at all (yep!)
Packing them heaters in the heat of the moment
Strapping them kilos in that seat of that Honda--we on one
Back in the G a quarter-key was the normal
Jack a nigga if he hurtin' not believing in karma but
What if he armed and what if he ready to shoot?
We strap up shut the fuck up and dippity do what we gotta
Who we gotta,when we gotta
It's murder murder mur murder murder, don't think about it
One thing about it them niggas hoes they ain't about it
Complain about it and ain't around it, shame on 'em
I gain honor, fame, power, money, bitches
More problems and more guns, simple addition
Plus, I got choppers on the hog
Homie on bed rest head doctor on call
I got a masseuse who'd rather seduce me
Now everytime she hear my name she salute me
Bitch nigga do you cause I know Imma do me
Born from New Orleans you gon have to shoot me