Lyrics:
at war.
Lil Johnny, he don't wanna go to war, he said he scared for his life, and what he fighting for? And he ain't never learn shit so, what he writing
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
can't change, I lost years to this shit
Juvenile, hard to the pen, nigga, I'm sick of that shit
Strugglin' hard, committin' murders, quiet as Kep
Still
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wootay ask them muthafuckas how the CMB play it
Tangrie alize it
Take the yay yo
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take
War ready
You got shooters, I've got shooters
We got money
Let's do what them other niggas can't do though
Mastermind uh
Uh nigga got a thousand
It's on
[Cappa] Where your sparkle at kid?
Rzarector
[Break: Raekwon the Chef]
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out
[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
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
Posted in the trenches in some shit I can't get out of
We control the porch (control the porch)
In Louisiana of course (Louisiana)
Young niggas
the ocean
Puff a little war potion
Everything relates to emotion
When I stare at the stars surrounded by trees
Sometimes I feel like a fallen leaf
Blown away
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.
First off where my muthafuckin thousand dollars at
You can’t put shit in the air like that and take it back
People dying by the thousand how you expect
War ready
You got shooters, I've got shooters
We got money
Let's do what them other niggas can't do though
Mastermind uh
Uh nigga got a thousand
too official (too official)
I heard your niggas let them choppers off, strictly 'bout beef
I go to war with any nigga (any nigga)
I heard 'em say
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
the rapidness
Who 'bout to clap at this, we at the top of our ranks
Your shit is juvenile compared to my style you shootin' blanks
Behold this metropolis,
[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
wonder, just I, I just wonder
why you acting like, acting like
youre only foe of my life
why be nosy like, nosy like
Im stupid juvenile
I quit this shit
A military mind, nigga (yeah)
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We tradin' war stories,
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
(Yella):
Now everybody's talkin' about they run it and that war shit,
But they never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,
Brace yourself,
to the morgue
Cause I'm a mother fucking street nigga
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
I had a little profit out the other hood
I used to go by her house in the wee-wee
hardbody
And I got downtown four partners
And I'll go to war 'bout 'em
Smoke weed on the west by my dawg house
Feel like the Godfather and I don't have
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