Lyrics:
All the beef fly like planes, make the sane insane
Look what Cash Money did to B.G., Juvenile and Wayne
The root of evil with much disdain
Of course
the brains out these hoes
If she can dance, then she can romance nice and slow
Be in a trance like it was your man's pipe in the hole
I've been sippin'
But I'm like a gastric bypass,
Bunch of Nas African actors seemed to get typecast in the same role
Since sixteen I ain't grow a day old yet my brain
gon' be you in it
As a juvenile caught cases so fluently
Look at my life and learn from it, don't do it
If I only knew back then what I know now,
the right brain
Nigga might get shot
Nigga might be trifling
Only good knows
What the future might bring
Aye look
I heard about the money
That’s some nice
were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is your brain intact
We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here comes the lyrical,
seconds
Tell them boys to try pursue me
Comin' back like Lil Boosie
I'm workin' at the game like it my duty
TV motherfuckers don't know what they doin'
[Juvenile]
Huh...
You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot
You lil boyz don't want to do nothin' but hang on tha block
Yoy lil boyz ain't
you ain't wit it
[Juvenile]
Look at ya, you're fuckin' up and I can tell it too
What is ya smokin'? Everything a nigga sellin' you?!
I know you
vile
Treated me like I was juvenile
Expected of me to stand by and sit idle
You stuck it to me when I was feeling hostile
You were seeing other men
B.G. talking:
What's happening?
The Hot Boy$ got some feelings they like to get off they chest
And if these niggaz feel like we feel, then y'all
through the layers of smog
Feeling down by law like I was Jim Jarmusch
Pictures in my brain just like Diane Arbus
Too much combustion gets my brain
CMR bitch. G Code nigga G code nigga G code nigga
Juvenile:
I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand)
I'm a rapper but I'm still
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
When my gone click, niggas silencin' down
You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now
Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me
die, die
Mi say mi oh mi oh my my
Your brains are like cherry pie, pie
Me a crazy zumbie cartel
Forget what your mama done said
Me eat all your brains
going out my brain and I'm giving you
pain like getting choked from a chain
Bloodstained drug by trade through rugged terrain
The crash into the main
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Juvenile and Jigga
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha?
If your daddy get out the way with you
You gon' see
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Juvenile and Jigga
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha?
If your daddy get out the way with you
You gon' see
i'm like a yet a
Night.
[Chorus: x 2]
[Juvenile]
She know about grill and want to see my teeth and if we every bumb heads she want to be my
Eastside (come on) , lets ride
They got me livin' like
(what) , I ain't worried 'bout my well being
I used to hurry up and sell fee (2 for 5)
Like I ain't
and macks
Not givin' a fuck, gettin' your cut, lettin' it bust
You get hit, that's on you, my nigga, you're outta luck
You're stuck like chuck, wodie,
were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is your brain intact
We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here comes
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
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