Lyrics:
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take
up Pun (what up)
What up Big (what up), what up Solja
As the streets get colder I get chillier
What up Left Eye (what up), what up Aaliyah (what up)
Hey roach!
Mi build a rhyme fi di thugs weh nuh tek talk
Some juvenile weh assign bwoy a death mark
Mi build a rhyme fi di
Prisoners dem lock dung
Di
are black ass (ogoli goligo)
Tell the juvenile for the opp block better comport
OPPOLO look in my face this nigga Dey massacre
I go chop your father
juvenile
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm so juvenile
And I'll be gone by juvenile
Whoo
Whoo
Yeah, we're so juvenile, take it away
Whoo
solja
I'm low to the floja
I though I told ya
Don't be unwise
Judge me not by my size
You won't believe your eyes
Once the X wing rise
Luke:
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
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
take is one to tha' head, bahdi-by-by, you rest
Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed
I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex
Roamin'
Da, daa, daa, daa
Da, daa, daa, daa
Daaa...
Da, daa, daa, daa
Da, daa, daa, daa
Daaa...
Juvenile:
Who tha fuck? Nigga hittin' shots in the truck.
back, let it all go by
We'll lay it down, stay with me now
Just for a while get juvenile
One day soon you'll laugh about it
Now you're up here, don't you
the bricks
While I fly private jet out of town by a bitch
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
Maybe we blinded by the likuid
Forever it's super hard to see it
Fools they think that they are trippin'
When they go forward with who is with em
My
the block and open up
We gon' die by that
(repeat)
Juvenile:
We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthals
(gave it my all)
It ain't alright (never goes right)
I turned to the drugs (turned to the drugs)
A remedy to help me get by tonight
I bleed when I cough
I can't stop at all
Uh
Drug abuser
Mad man
Juvenile
Want someone to hold his hand
Ya
Taliban
Living kamikaze
He don't care who in his way he still
Are you a child or a youth in need of help
Are you being bullied at school by a peer, or a teacher
Are you facing any other similar crisis
If you
affi pay a couple fee dawg
Fi run di grung di g dem affi authorize
Suh stop you noise juvenile
Before mi dim a couple light
Nuh pussy cyaa style mi know
fly private jet out of town by a bitch
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
Long as I breathe ain't
that you was shelly
Don't matta four o'clock
Just be ready
Foreva solja probably won't come back from your momma
Must we think that's where ya get your
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
[Juvenile]
I bust you in your motherfuckin mouth for talkin
The beast of beasts is in here, and 1 or us ain't walkin
Hope you got your boys and you
Couple niggas dying sick of turning up at funerals
Police got me fucked up got me locked up in the juvenile
Got my momma crying cus she just wanted
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