Neck On The Woods lyrics

[Intro: Birdman]

Uptown!

Yeah

Yeah

Nigga!

[Chorus: Birdman]

Well let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown!)

Show you what we livin' like

(Uptown!)

Well let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown!)

Show you what we livin' like

(Uptown!)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Chyeah! Gangsta to the core

Ankle-wrap flamer, paint your kitchen floor

With your whore, shit you can't ignore

Things you endure when you fucking with the boy!

All I heard was, "Weezy, don't kill me no more"

I hear your bullshit, I play matador

I'm outta categor-y, I ain't there with y'all

I got a positive vibe, but I ain't scared of y'all

Get the kid negative, never that at all

That rat-a-tat go off, that blat-kak-kak-kak-kak-kak

I gotta bitch so fine, her name Pérignon

She know how to stash quarters in her carry-on

I blow out-of-town grass when I'm out of town

Uptown in the building—not a sound

'Cause killers don't get heard about

They get whispered about or you get murdered out, nigga!

[Hook: Birdman & Lil Wayne]

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

[Verse 2: Birdman]

The first shot, the first nigga got shot

We bust him open like a blunt on a Marley, nigga (Yeah)

A hundred Gs, nigga, score us some keys

And then we went to the hood (Believe that)

And then we started to ballin', nigga (Started ballin, nigga)

We know them people been paper chasin' (Watch them)

So we stay out the way

Then we pull out the Harleys, nigga (Let's ride)

We keep the gauge close (Yeah), in case you won't know (Ugh)

You come to the hood? I bet you a target, nigga

It's all good 'til you catch a case

A nigga never escape because you 'dicted to money, nigga

(You addicted to money)

Well, let me bring you back yesterday (Yeah)

A lil' homie I know got full of that barma nigga

Fuckin round wit' that Kid-N-Play (Play too much, mayne)

Nigga fuckin with G's, a nigga twisted his body, nigga (Twisted his body)

Well, let me tell you 'bout this game I know

You keep flippin' dough, homie?

And you'll be riding the flyest, nigga

[Hook: Birdman & Lil Wayne]

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Birdman]

You got it on your mind, let daddy say somethin'

All that play buckin' gon get your face buttoned up

Now when you smirk, you look like Jay-Z's shirt

Fuckin with that turf, I'm puffin' on that Smurf

Fuck you, come holler

And tell poppa put away your dollas, your son got choppas

And if you got enemies, your son got enemies

Yeah, believe that, nigga! Fuck 'em!

That's uptown energy, nigga!

[Verse 4: Birdman]

Don't waste no time on no bullshit (Bullshit ain't hood shit)

If it ain't hood shit, we spend a lil paper, nigga

Well if you catch 'em in the hood nigga

It's all good; shit, go 'head, do me that favor, nigga

Well, let me take you deep down in the inside (Deep down)

It's where they hustle

And the homies try to get it right (Grind, nigga)

It's when you got to ride, it's when the homie die

And the money can't stop the pain in the inside

[Hook: Birdman & Lil Wayne]

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin' like

Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga!

[Outro: Birdman]

Please believe it

Birdman and Birdman Junior

We hear them bitch-ass niggas talking, you heard?

But we up by one, you heard?

They playing catch-up

Cash Money Millionaires

Hot Beezoh! Holding it down, Birdman

You got a problem?

You know how we rock, homie!

Hold Uptown down, big dog!

Big dog! You heard me?

• Artist:Birdman
• Album:Fast Money (2005)