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conversations.value: Write me a song called Intro with the following description: The 1st track on DJ Drama’s studio album “Quality Street Music 2”.
  The song features Lil Wayne, and Weezy delivers. Throughout the years Wayne has been notorious for his sound on his legendary mixtapes, and his verse on this track brings back memories of those tapes, such as “Da Drought 3” and his “Dedication” series. Drama was also the producer of and a big influence on his mixtape, “Dedication 2”, so it’s only fitting that Weezy returns the favor and starts off Drama’s new album with a bang.
  Lil Wayne also takes aim at Birdman and Cash Money Records once again, claiming how he deserves to get paid. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: DJ Drama]
  Tahaha
  I heard somebody say, "Dram, where you been at?
  Swiff D!
  I said, "You ain't been paying attention to the game?
  My DNA's everywhere!"
  Tune, please remind these niggas
  [Verse: Lil Wayne]
  Ugh, kiss more, care less, bare chest, tattoos
  Big chain, fat jewels, coupe on Shaq shoes
  That dude bad news; rob, hijack? Cool
  Black heart, black tool, crack on that spoon
  Crack on that spoon, backbone don't bend
  Them shoot at Tune, that boy don't flinch
  I don't shoot back, I pay for that hit
  And wait for that call that say, "We caught that fish" (
  Gangsta Gri-zillz!
  )
  Homeboy got life, slap on that wrist
  We bout' to start puttin' price tags on them bricks
  Kidnap wifey, get facts from that bitch
  My bitch hyphy, relax on that dick
  Shake hands with killers, break bread with homies
  Not with these hoes; that's a threat, not a warning
  I'm a pimp under pressure, got the Smith and the Wesson
  Got the A and the K; tell 'em niggas to spell it
  I'm the shit and the urine, smell and whiff and inhale it
  Quick to snap in a flash and get that picture developed
  I cut your head off and wear it; I break your legs, get to stepping
  She suck the red off a cherry, bandanna red, Bloody Mary
  I smoke a blunt in the morning, I smoke a blunt after that
  I give some bread to my homies, I don't want none of it back
  I wear the crown when I sleep, I wear the crown when I fuck
  I tear it down when I fuck, I read the Bible at one
  I play the hand that was dealt, I got a deck full of aces
  I gave birth to your style, I need a check for my labor (
  Damn!
  )
  I need a Tec with a laser for the hecklers and haters
  I ain't sure about Heaven, I need a recommendation, yeah!
  Incarceration, with molesters and rapers
  Late at night in they cell, hear them confessing their prayers
  I'm a professional player, intellectual player
  It's about a ton a piece, for the testicle weighers
  Undetectable sprayers, make a mess like some crayons
  Dead men can't talk, and to heck with a séance
  Be expecting the chaos, be expecting the chaos
  Young Money, motherfucker, we expect you to pay us
  I'm gone! [Outro: DJ Drama]
  Depending on how I'm feeling
  This might be the last time I tell you niggas
  It's about the quality
  It's about the streets
  But most importantly
  It's about the music!
  DJ Drama!
  Volume Two!
  Tahaha...
  Oh, yeah!
  I'm still here!
  Don't you ever forget!
  Suckas!