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I get's, money. I get's money 
I get's, money. I get's money 

I'm known to hustle wit, the best of the hustlers.
Wrestle wit a lion, wit the stroke

simple
My adolescence break out, pop out like a pimple
I'm a humble beast, spirit animal a pitbull
Up and coming OG, well respected by officials
I'm a (?)

the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo

My niggas rolling

in me, boy, I ain't going
Pistol pointin', ribs showing, get the point
Try disciplining, niggas disappointed
I participated, could've been avoided

B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done

Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I'm

stickin' by the code
Laughin' bout' them thousands in my head but I ain't get the joke
This nigga Ju got diamonds on his neck but he ain't never froze

Wild and Crazy

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms 

Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms 

I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps

Bounce Back

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

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

we bust guns
Leave ya street-chalked
Do this for fun, we hit ya block
Let the piece bump like pitbulls
Get shookup when the flow cook up
Tell 'em I got

Godzilla ain't got shit on me
Check the repertoire Elm Street I dare You to dream
It's the dark side of the moon
Get your pistols out
Ain't shit to beef

she love me now
I gat jungle on the beat too
5th wowling in the street too
I'ma street dude
Gat the heat too
I'm a pitbull 
With a pistol
Better keep

The Turn

M.I.A.

Kala [Bonus Tracks]

2007

I don't read, yeah, I just guess
As the world turns
Don't bother me with your mess

I'm trying to do my best
Get my head up out the stress
When

crazy
Timmy get the tommy niggas better take it easy
Choppas put you on your ass like you fucking lazy
Young nigga I was raise up by them hard head
All my

want me to say
Cause you been running through this shit
On a bottle for the night
Yeah, I told One Eighty, won't fall for the night
Won't you take it by

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Yeah, I'm coming
R.I.P Tito
Never lost a battle, I'm undefeated

Get it from the muscle, is my secret
Two, three hoes, they all

Home Sweet Home

Lloyd Banks

H.F.M., Vol. 2: The Hunger For More

2010

what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with

thrown get revolked
This coke is sold by the kilo
Yo card, yo whole squad on repo
Sticks make a bitch nigga
Think that he deebo
Denoted
Get cracked with

Tremendous

Brotha Lynch Hung, Sicx

Southwest Riders

1997

mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,

then I never call, huh
(Never call)
Big pitbull, I'm a dog, huh (Rrr)
I just wanna get inside them jaws, huh
(Uh, huh)
She suckin' on a nigga like

and stared at the wall
And I'm swearin' to God I air all y'all
I live by the sword or the pistols
Summertime I'm outside with niggaz with pitbulls
I don't

Yeah I'm running through yo city
For the night yeah
Got a problem fuck it
We can get to fighting yeah
Chopper get to singing like Rihanna
Bullets

yo' pea-coat
Decode it, yo' thrown get revolked
This coke is sold by the kilo
Yo' card, yo' whole squad on repo
Sticks make a bitch nigga think that he

be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then

these mini pinchers,
Im a pitbull, they some little whippets 

HOOK

Old dog, got em by the neck
Ghost face killer still keeping em in check
Old dog, got