Turk:
  Stickin' together like glue
  Blood is thick so I'm tight
  Swimmin' for my people
  Don't mind losin' my life
  Ridin' or fryin'
  Don't matter nigga I'm real
  All the time
  The red thicker than the clear
  Get in the way
  And you get maced in the face
  50 niggas will chase
  Put a end to yo' day
  Hit yo' set in the black on black
  With Macs
  With red dots on 'em
  Will leave you flat
  Yo' moms with the black on her
  On the front level
  6 ft. is where you be there goes the men with the shovels
  Blood thicker than water
  I'ma keep it like that
  Never turnin' my back
  And I'ma keep it like that
  Much love for my people
  They got love for me
  Outsiders get outta line
  Get burnt up from the heat
  I'ma play it how it go
  Be down to the finish
  Fuck havin' friends cuz friends turn into your enemies
    Chorus:
  (Juvenile)Load it up slide it in cock it back pop it out.
  Load it up slide it in yall die.
  (Lil Wayne) Load it up slide it in cock it back pop it out.
  CMB226 we all ride.
    Baby:
  Money and bitches don't mix
  Hoes shit got a lotta niggas fixed
  That's why I stick with blood thicker than water shit
  Me and my brothers split keys
  Get me 18 ounces nigga, and 10 g's
  Ridin' in convertable Rolls Royce with the HB's
  Draped with diamonds and gold hoes love me
  Fuckin' right nigga I raised the B.G.
  That's why I'm a hot boy on these city streets
  Blood thicker than water I know you feel me
  Set trip motherfucker we gon' kill ya
  Change on ya brain
  Lets sneak and then peel ya
  I walk light
  Uptown
  But I still got my ghetto stripes
  I creep and peep
  Keep my hand on my heat
  I ain't gon' let no bitch nigga steal me
  I got a world
  My main hoe pregnant with my lil girl
  I gotta be here to serve her world
  Motherfuck snortin' furl
  Gimme the rap game lil dick suckin' bitch and I'ma stay rich
  But it's yo' world
  Guess what Cash Money Records stick together like blood and furl
    Juvenile:
  It's just me and you all
  I'm with whatever you wanna do all
  Let you floss in my new car
  Pop a nigga for you fall
  We deal with niggas ass together
  Build up all our cash together
  Scored our first bag together
  And stole our first Jag together
  No separation
  No outsiders could come between us
  2 felonies and misdemeaners got a subpeona
  Turnin' state
  The Hot Boy$ carry they weight
  Any false movin' the case then the fool losin' his face
  ????????
  Look what we been
  Though we did it sin
  I'm prepared to do it again
  I ain't lyin'
  My bloodline is 1 of a kind
  Fuck it we all shine
  Look and we all blind
  This shit is turned bad yeah
  You done fucked with my people now I'ma bust ya ass yeah
  Wodie, leave that alone, let that go
  Best to respect my click or check that hoe
  We shine ??
  And wax the floor
  Blood thicker than water don't you ask no mo'
    Chorus
    Lil Wayne:
  Blood thicker
  Water slicker
  And ain't no nigga
  Slick up in my click
  The 226 it consists of tru niggas
  We move ya crew be cool or lose nigga
  Now I dig
  Up in ya blood for my blood
  My click thick
  And you can't separate bloods
  Now when you ride
  Ready to die who you with
  Yo' real family or some niggas you fool with
  Now on you' side, do you really have love
  Boy we click tight stick tight that's blood
  And guess what
  We marchin' a million strong
  Terrorizin' you' section black connection is my home
  Love is the key
  Outsiders can't keep
  14 givin' my whole life to CMB
  I'ma represent it
  Solja rag, Reebok tennis
  Stick to click called 226 to the finish
    Blood thicker than water that's why my niggas they harder
  Comin' in that water
  Off top they grab the choppers and chop
  So nigga you better play solo
  U get fucked the fuck over
  So don't explain to me nigga
  Talkin' bout shit that I should
  Shut yo' mouth cuz I don't wanna hear it
  Off top that trigger get pulled
  Puttin' yo' head on flat
  Caught slippin' layin' on that back
  Niggaz spotted you creepin'
  Them chopper bullets start releasin'
  Niggas wonderin' why you wet
  They found ya dead in the projects
  Have people cryin' and thankin'
  But yo' body been stankin'
  On the ground 16 holes
  Shot up head to ya toes
  Blood all over ya clothes
  Don't fuck with me no more
  Now they know
  I ain't no hoe
  ????
  They backin' up that CMR come up in that water
    Chorus