Lyrics:
Then you can't get down nigga
See they say 'Snupe you grew up
You grew up without a father
But I see now that shit really
Just made you grind harder
My
Top tier take your top off
Lot of hot sauce
Salt and pepper prawns with the bokchoy
Yea yea
Since a juvenile been a hot boy yea yeah
Since a juvy I
good, it's hard to be bad
Stay out of trouble, and you be glad
Take this tip from me, and you will see
How happy you will be
Oh-oh, boys
of sucker rappers they can't diss me
It's like that, you know it's like that
We'll strike back Queensbridge style
My mobb deep people is mad foul
A juvenile
and you a nigga now who did it?
motherfucker no stomach they too scary to admit it
rearview mirror fucked up so I can't see when they coming
taking away all the things I enjoy
Then ask me why I think so negatively
I'm positive you're all fucking annoyed
You can't avoid the noid or fill the void
the greatest, you just the latest,
I'm loved by your grand mama, and your baby
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack in the box,
You can't
on the map
Nowhere to go except next show bro
Entertainin motherfuckers can't stop O
in battlin, you don't want me to start tattlin
All upon the stage cause
You knowing if niggas step foot in my shoes and walk a mile then these niggas would fold
I'm smoking exotic I'm smoking exotic another opp got me
sometimes I let these lil girls lick my chains man
You know
You can't be kissin on me but you can kiss my diamonds
And shit ain't nothin' wrong with that
Beach (the town by the sea where niggas know me).
Coming from the East Side...
You're fucking with The Pound, oh nigga please,
see-O-B.'s can't
acted dumb
When you'd see me after school?
But I wasn't no fool No sweat lost
Time passed by Now look who's boss
Probably never thought about you
cold with that shit that you do...ya mood shocked me
Unlike these other hoes in ya crew you don't jock me
I'd like to get ya phone number just to see
will lose, partna
I know you hate ta take it from a young nigga like me
But I betcha can't name one nigga like me
That's why I'm tryin' ta preach, my
niggas to get in the beef with 'em
[Hook 2x [Juvenile])
[Juvenile]
You better know that me and Wayne want the cash, or we bustin' ass
¡soon as I get out
see
She left me in the middle of the night just leaving me with what's left of my dignity
And now that you've heard my story I'm off to catch some sleep
and you fumble that (Ha)
Can't trust the bitch, I don't fuck with that
Money I can't get enough of that, bitch
I'ma done that
Ice all on me like a avalanche
can't take away from me
'Cause life is like a slide show
Lookin' back on my life time
See the slides go by, tryin' to wonder why
Lookin' back at where
nose dirty,
Playa haters wanna kill me,
Juvenile I know you feel me,
I'm too smart to let em' steal me,
Refuse to let 'em steal me,
Nigga fuck ya, I'ma
ex-girl done told me I can't see my children
I hope nobody play with me cause I might kill them
Shit, motherfuckers ain't never satisfied
If you think
Beach (the town by the sea where niggas know me).
Coming from the East Side...
You're fucking with The Pound, oh nigga please,
see-O-B.'s can't
of the earth
Hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
(wyclef)
[juvenile]
You got me fucked up I'm innocent
Look I ain't do this shit you
good, it's hard to be bad
Stay out of trouble, and you be glad
Take this tip from me, and you will see
How happy you will be
Oh oh, boys
a gorilla (ya understand)
I'll whip ya like the Thrilla Manilla (ya understand)
You gon' make me have to kill me a nigga (ya understand)
I'm a be
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