Respect My Mind Lyrics by Hot Boys

Respect My Mind Lyrics

    [lil' wayne]
    What
    Check, check
    Head buster, set ripper
    Neighborhood superstar
    Corner splitter
    While we dispose of
    Nigga broad hitter
    Hot boys soldier
    Expedition flipper, hell
    Niggas be terrified from us 'cause they know how we play
    Them niggas hide from us or catch 3 from a k
    I'm just a scrub, i can't scuff; i'm too light to fight
    I'm lil' too thin to win so i ride at night
    You're fake, respect, nigga
    You're playin' with the wrong one
    I'll break your neck, nigga
    You're playin' with the wrong gun
    I use k's to wet niggas
    I'm sprayin' the whole room
    Better watch your back, nigga
    Lil' one, that's a wrap
    March nigga step up when i.. i bust a cap
    Niggas drop like (whistle) splat
    Keep jokin' here, and i'm gon' show you what i'm 'bout
    Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out

    (chorus)
    [lil' wayne]
    Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out
    Respect my mind or have them boys in your house
    [b.g.]
    Respect my mind, look, we be ridin' on chrome
    Respect my mind 'cause we get our shine on
    [lil' wayne]
    Respect my mind 'cause we that hot boy clique
    Respect my mind, nigga, you can't phase this
    [b.g.]
    Respect my mind, look, we'll fuck your bitch
    Respect my mind, look, we 'bout that gangsta shit

    [juvenile]
    Nigga, watch me grow up
    When i was small he had plan
    My daddy was ballin', and he was the right-hand man
    My poppa bought us a house to keep our family secure
    Livin' good on a ranch in the middle of the woods
    I understood at a young age my poppa would spray
    Seen him slit a nigga throat and shoot one up in the face
    He'd be murder case after case: he was untouchable
    But he had a right-hand man that wasn't trustable
    Who undercover slow he made deals under the table
    Workin' for the feds 'round my people wearin' a cable
    My daddy got busted, so he got left with the dope
    All our shit got repossessed, and our family was flat broke
    Moved back inside the projects in summer of '84
    Developed my hustlin' skills from yomey and black zo
    When i got to the point that i wasn't small no more
    Hooked up the same nigga that handled my daddy dough
    I know that he sheisty; but this nigga just don't know
    Swear to god i ain't 'bout it; but this nigga just don't know
    I got a few under my belt and i'ma make it one more
    Cock the 4-4 and knock his brains out on the floor
    Respect my mind

    (chorus)

    [b.g.]
    Me, wayne, turk, and juvenile gettin' blunted
    In fresh pearl-white suburb 1500
    No stun'n, countin' 100 thou', nigga fronted a brick
    He should have knew hot boys wasn't bringin' back shit
    That's how the game go, and that's how the game get played
    Head buster, for sure, sweat no hoes, haters get sprayed
    All week long, look, i'm a nigga on the grind
    All year round i make you niggas respect my mind
    Every single day it's a must i tote that fuckin' iron
    Disconnect your spine, leave you funky or paralyzed
    I blues blocks to bust heads
    I use glocks and play hotels to the feds
    Niggas know i ain't the one to be repped on
    Move when i'm comin' through, or you get stepped on
    I don't give a motherfuck if you got your vest on
    I'm shootin' through that, thought you knew that
    That's how b.geezy do that
    I ride dirty, and when i ride you die
    All the time you bitch-niggas gon' respect my mind

    (chorus)

    [turk]
    Nigga, respect my mind
    Can't, then stay your distance
    Kill realahs like that, nigga, you come up missin'
    I soak your spot when you're repping on me
    Get hit with shots when you're hatin' on me
    What's happenin', wodie
    Do you think you ready for us
    Disrespect our mind, fuckin' over you is a must
    Come through your cut
    Nigga, it's over, don't spook now
    'cause when you was talkin' 'bout us it was all good, ha
    Nigga. fuck all that; i ain't gon' talk, i'ma save it
    Original h.b., nigga, i ride mercedes
    A young rich nigga, my whole team playin' with figures
    Wear soldiers and 'bauds, and gettin' richer and richer
    I got stacks of money, and fuckin' plenty hoes
    Nigga, respect my mind or i'll knock off your nose

    (chorus 2x)

    [lil' wayne]
    Respect my mind

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