Birdman

Released: January 1, 2005

Featuring: Lil Wayne

Songwriter: Birdman Lil Wayne

Producer: Marques Houston

[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?

Say what you will about the man’s often-simple lyrics, Bryan “Birdman” Williams is the last of the hip-hop moguls (Diddy, Suge Knight, et. al.) to remain standing and relevant. His record label has been putting out important albums since 1992, including some of the most important New Orleans rap of the era – works by Kilo G, U.N.L.V., Lil Slim, Ms. Tee, Pimp Daddy, the Hot Boys (and their breakout star, Lil Wayne) and more

Despite Birdman’s oft-simple flows and his propensity to hide his own chin, he has managed to appear on tons of bangin' songs over the past almost two decades. Let’s see how your favorite rapper’s career is doing in twenty years. Brrrrrr!

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