Lyrics:
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
playing some chess with a cheat
Hate how I stood
Right by watching it fuck up my week
I might be juvenile
Saying I'll keep a smile
Only if fate favors me
Live with us H-B
What what (echo)
[Chorus: x3]
(B.G.) Niggas in trouble cause the Hotboys behind the trigger
(Juvenile) You don't want this out
Fresh is the best at beats
I feel like when you hear this shit you goin' feel like me
Hook: (B.G. and Juvenile)
Nigga fuck you, I feel just like you (3x)
red
It's a cryptic world
It is design to stress your head
See the juveniles a dead and the hungry nah get fed
Leaders abuse the system left we inna
Gotta live by the code never trust these hoes get you some money go buy you a house lil nigga before you go buy some gold getchu some bread go take
to yo block, I'm thugged out
I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South
Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga
Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that
the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my
Listen to the melody
Of my stret, bullets fly-by
Its a fine night, get ur vibe right
Dats a Melody of da Lakes
Listen to the melody
Of my street,
doin' drive-bys man we do a pull up
The nigga on the passenger side automatically die
From several gunshot wounds to the head
On the scene he dead Chopper
shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop everything where you stand nigga,
Give it all up, like a man nigga
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
[Lil' Wyte]
...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the REMIX!! - and its goin' down for you
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
passing out
The denim says JUVENILE
These niggas crashing out
I'm up and they asking how
I don't know I just smoke by the pound
I get a bag I'm out
I smoke
it’s warm?
Devoid of hard drugs, juvenile reform?
Leaving Leith, leaving Scotland to mourn.
Arrive at a felon named Dave,
Quietly sobbing by a grave,
Brrrr, 20 PrimeCo phones
Baby what you mean that
Juvenile ain't bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and
Go head with that hatin'
What, you must think that
Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Wake up everybody Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.
a hundred in these Solja Ree' sneakers
Get to playin', I let this fuckin' chopper sing like Aretha (skrrt)
Ballin', swish, swish
Diamonds glist', glist'
But a nigga gotta use his styles
These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts
But my force
Az Usual, the only way to survive
(4x)
[Second Verse]
My lifestyle, still crazy fuck how shady it seems
By my side bes the three-eighty, lady of my
'em know", still a savage motherfucker
Solja rag in that Rolls, lookin' like Juvie in that Hummer
Number one stunner, I'm off St. Bernard with Ruby
The story starts long time ago
The black men had the blues
Few years gone by, a few more tries
The swing was in our shoes
10 years later a new
this shit you goin' feel like me
Hook: (B.G. and Juvenile)
Nigga fuck you, I feel just like you (3x)
B.G.:
You fucking with the B.G., you fucking with
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