Con Elizabeth en Mount Dora (2012)

Actors

• Jhonny Obando (actor)
• Jhonny Obando (director)
• Jhonny Obando (writer)
• Jhonny Obando (producer)
• Jhonny Obando (composer)
• Jhonny Obando (editor)
• Ika Santamaria (actress)
• Evelyn Jimenez (actress)
• Evelyn Jimenez (producer)
• Victoria Zapata (producer)
• Victoria Zapata (actress)
• Julio Coutinho (producer)
• Julio Coutinho (actor)
• Laura Paulina Brennan (actress)
• Karin Farfan (producer)

Genres

• Adventure
• Comedy
• Drama

Taglines:

El ángel de la bicicleta. The bicycle's angel

Dos chicos de cuidado en la ciudad (2003)

Actors

• Adrián Suar (writer)
• Adrián Suar (producer)
• Jorge Zárate (actor)
• Arcelia Ramírez (actress)
• José Carlos Rodríguez (actor)
• Jorge Maestro (writer)
• Rafael Sánchez Navarro (actor)
• Luis Arrieta (actor)
• Hector Kotsifakis (actor)
• Carlos Torres Torrija (actor)
• Erika de la Llave (actress)
• Juan Carlos Remolina (actor)
• Mayra Rojas (actress)
• Jorge Galván (actor)
• Géraldine Bazán (actress)

Genres

• Comedy

O Negócio (1999)

Actors

• Carlos Cunha (actor)
• Ricardo Severo (composer)
• Roberto Tietzmann (director)
• Hique Montanari (editor)
• Aletéia Selonk (director)
• Diego De Otero (director)
• Lurdes Eloy (actress)
• Diego De Otero (writer)
• Débora Finocchiaro (actress)
• Carlos Azevedo (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Short

Terra Nostra (1999)

Actors

• Roberto Bonfim (actor)
• Antônio Fagundes (actor)
• José Dumont (actor)
• Paulo Figueiredo (actor)
• Raul Cortez (actor)
• Chico Anysio (actor)
• Gianfrancesco Guarnieri (actor)
• Antonio Abujamra (actor)
• Roberto Bomtempo (actor)
• Elias Gleizer (actor)
• Odilon Wagner (actor)
• Débora Duarte (actress)
• Antonio Calloni (actor)
• José Augusto Branco (actor)
• Ilva Niño (actress)

Genres

Oro verde (1997)

Actors

• Sergio Hernández (actor)
• Amparo Noguera (actress)
• Consuelo Holzapfel (actress)
• Hugo Medina (actor)
• Francisco Reyes (actor)
• José Soza (actor)
• Eduardo Barril (actor)
• Tamara Acosta (actress)
• Luz Jiménez (actress)
• Marcelo Romo (actor)
• Delfina Guzmán (actress)
• Claudia Di Girólamo (actress)
• Héctor Noguera (actor)
• Maricarmen Arrigorriaga (actress)
• Francisco Melo (actor)

Genres

Eternidade (1995)

Actors

• Rogério Samora (actor)
• Dionísio Azevedo (actor)
• Henrique Viana (actor)
• Alexandra Lencastre (actress)
• Virgilio Teixeira (actor)
• António Montez (actor)
• Fernando Heitor (actor)
• José Gomes (actor)
• Patrícia Scalvi (actress)
• Benjamim Falcão (actor)
• Ana Maria Nascimento e Silva (actress)
• Dênis Derkian (actor)
• Manuel Coelho (actor)
• Quirino Simões (editor)
• Quirino Simões (writer)

Genres

• Drama

Oro blanco, droga maldita (1982)

Actors

• Eric del Castillo (actor)
• Gregorio Casal (actor)
• Blanca Guerra (actress)
• Hilda Aguirre (actress)
• Carlos Puente (editor)
• Ramiro Meléndez (director)
• Guillermo Marzán (actor)
• Ronald Ayazo (actor)
• Gilberto Puente (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Crime
• Drama

O Grande Segredo (1967)

Actors

• David Cardoso (actor)
• Walter Avancini (director)
• Tarcísio Meira (actor)
• Paulo Figueiredo (actor)
• Fernando Baleroni (actor)
• Marcos Rey (writer)
• Débora Duarte (actress)
• Silvio de Abreu (actor)
• Irene Ravache (actress)
• Íris Bruzzi (actress)
• Ivan Mesquita (actor)
• Glória Menezes (actress)
• Glória Menezes (actress)
• Silvana Lopes (actress)
• Nadir Fernandes (actress)

Genres

Moral em Concordata (1959)

Actors

• Oswaldo Massaini (producer)
• Mário Benvenutti (actor)
• Rubens de Falco (actor)
• José Cañizares (editor)
• José Cañizares (writer)
• Jardel Filho (actor)
• Odete Lara (actress)
• Carlos Alberto de Souza Barros (writer)
• Abilio Pereira de Almeida (producer)
• Abilio Pereira de Almeida (writer)
• Armando Bógus (actor)
• Sebastião Campos (actor)
• Felipe Carone (actor)
• Benjamin Cattan (actor)
• Fernando De Barros (writer)

Genres

• Comedy
• Drama

É Fogo na Roupa (1952)

Actors

• Watson Macedo (director)
• Watson Macedo (producer)
• Watson Macedo (writer)
• Sérgio de Oliveira (actor)
• Heloísa Helena (actress)
• Emilinha Borba (actress)
• Ankito (actor)
• José Cajado Filho (writer)
• Alinor Azevedo (writer)
• Linda Batista (actress)
• Dircinha Batista (actress)
• Armando Nascimento (actor)
• Vera Lúcia (actress)
• Virgínia Lane (actress)
• Ivon Cury (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Musical

Juvenal Filmography

• Gladiators: Bloodsport of the Colisseum
  2000, role: writer

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Guerrilla - Juvenile
• Gone Ride With Me - Juvenile
• Ghetto Children - Juvenile
• Get It Right - Juvenile
• Down South Posted - Juvenile
• Cock It - Juvenile
• March Nigga Step - Juvenile
• That's How It Be Happenin' - Juvenile
• Tha Man - Juvenile
• Say It To Me Now - Juvenile
• Run For It - Juvenile
• Roll With 'Em - Juvenile
• Who's Ya Daddy - Juvenile
• Who's Tha M.F. - Juvenile
• Way I Be Leanin' - Juvenile
• U.P.T - Juvenile
• White Girl - Juvenile
• U Can't See Me - Juvenile
• They Lied - Juvenile
• What's Happenin' - Juvenile
• Welcome 2 The Nolia - Juvenile
• Welcome 2 Tha Section - Juvenile
• In My Life - Juvenile
• Sunshine - Juvenile
• Spittin' Game - Juvenile
• Something Got 2 Shake - Juvenile
• Lil' Daddy - Juvenile
• Lil Boyz - Juvenile
• Rock Like That - Juvenile
• Rich Niggaz - Juvenile
• Off Top - Juvenile
• Numb Numb - Juvenile
• My Life - Juvenile
• Juvenile On Fire - Juvenile
• Juve "The Great" - Juvenile
• I Did That - Juvenile
• Hide Out or Ride Out - Juvenile
• Head in Advance - Juvenile
• Flossin Season - Juvenile
• Enemy Turf - Juvenile
• Fuck That Nigga - Juvenile
• G-Code - Juvenile
• For Everybody - Juvenile
• Break A Brick Down - Juvenile
• Bounce Back - Juvenile
• Around The Way - Juvenile
• 4 Minutes - Juvenile
• 3rd Ward Solja - Juvenile
• Animal - Juvenile
• H.B. HeadBusta - Juvenile

What's up, Juvie
What's happenin', B.Geezy
I'm chillin'. Me, I don't like them old bitch ass niggas
I don't like them bitch ass niggas either
They better get tha fuck from 'round here
Rattin' motherfucker
Nigga, come on my set, I'ma feel disrespect
Now they gon' get they issue, they done walked into that
No vest ain't gon' protect you
The shit that's in my clique gon' sail through your chest fool
I'm tellin' you
I'ma bring drama, chaos, nothin' less
When I'm ridin' 'round your set, it's a nigga best eject
Nigga, like a rain storm, your whole block get wet
All it 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' on tha streets, Feds got a warrant for my arrest
Fuck that, I'm just a nigga they gon' have ta catch
I kick a nigga momma door in if he tryin' ta hide
And then I put one in his mom head if I don't get mine
You could call it what you wanna, but that's how I play it
Now play with me, I got a K, and watch how quick I spray it
I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block
I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop
I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block
I don't even want them niggas lookin' at our shop
You don't know you're not suppose ta be around these parts
You don't know you goin' in and you might get caught
You be tryin' ta get some information out these broads
Tryin' ta find out where a nigga hide his stash and cars
It's niggas like you that be gettin' niggas like me stuck
It's niggas like you that be givin' niggas like me up
I'm tryin' ta figure if you work for tha police or what
You plobly hangin' 'round a nigga 'cause you need a buck
They got dope around tha projects, and it leads to us
Feds know we ain't be sellin' nothin' but ki's and up
Rattin', I gotcha
I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya
You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya
That lil' man was surprised to have you like I gotcha
See me empty every clip out of my chopper
You gon' get caught up 'cause you keep fuckin' with poppa... poppa
I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
Man, I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block
I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop
I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block
And I betta not catch them niggas hangin' 'round our shop
Wodie, are you ready ta get this beef cookin'?
'Cause once it's on tha stove, get on your shit because I'm lookin'
You betta know
I ain't gonna let a nigga disrespect my clique
And I ain't gon' let a nigga come and take my shit
That'll make me look like a stone cold bitch
So ain't no way I ain't gon' grab my K and let my shit spit
When I spin the ben I don't give a fuck who gets split
If you get hit... it's all on you if you innocent
It's game we play, and it's hectic
If you ain't got a vest, you ain't protected
With pussy-niggas... my block's infested
So one by one, they all gon' get rested
Me and my others' dog act a ass, ho
When I hit you all in your face, your casket is closed
You came 'round tha wrong hood and got that ass burnt
Nigga thought it was all good and got that ass burnt... that ass burnt
I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round my door
I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block
I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop
I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want these niggas tryin' ta come ta score
I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block
I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop
I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more
Look, I don't even want you niggas fuckin' with our hoes
I don't even want you niggas ridin' down my block
I don't even betta not catch you niggas lookin' at my shop,
nigga
Ha-ha
What up, what up
Old bitch-ass, ruckus
Fuck, did y'all just jumped off tha porch
Ass-niggas betta stay... your mother fuckin' ass back
Turnin' state
Motherfucker 'round here turnin' state, ha
You're rattin' on a nigga, ha
We gonna get your motherfuckin' ass
How ya luv that
Askin' my old lady where tha dope at, ha
Follow her again, bitch, I'ma catch ya
Uh-huh
Fuckin' with tha B.Geezy
I got a cake baked for ya
Nigga, Juvie

I'm charging 600 for some big hoe
You do business with me, you coming back to get more
My shit is fire, cause it's jogging back to twenty-nine
So when niggas shouldn't have no problem 'bout me getting mine
If you come at me with a shot I must say shop closed
Motherfuckers try to get smart you gon' get popped hoe
I buck with niggas out the Jake like Will and Paco
Have conversations for bitches until they got drove
Picture me gently getting twisted off the indo
Baby, Lil Wayne, B.G., and me committing sins though
Better beware because we 'bout to spend a billion though
Don't get caught out without the shit cause you will end though
Me and my people got to hustle just to pay the rent
Some of us not in the position that we say we in
Can't have no bill collectors through my residence
That's why everyday I be running for the president
All in I ain't another nigga, shits irrelevant
You get your head busted for playing with my intelligence
Yeah
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Be up in the ride with me
Do a homicide with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Be up in the ride with me
Do a homicide with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
You making shit more complicated than it should be
You feel your death is coming soon only it could be
Nigga got killed because they never understood me
I know your block is similar to how my hood be
This nigga with all of this playing getting on my nerves
He calling me up on the phone saying he want a Burb
I told his daddy that's not how I handle business, man
How I know you not turning, say that you be with me saying
Doing business with you I'm not even considering
How to be in the safe get around that you niggas in
I move to fast, remember Payton is a virtue
And keep your eyes open cause niggas gon' observe you
They waiting for the perfect time that they can hurt you
And if they catch you off your basis they gon' serve you
I wonder if my people locked up still remember me
I'm talking 'bout you laying in rotten penitentiaries
All my niggas
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
I already got you listening to what I said
You better straighten up, there, soldier 'fore I bust your head
Hoe if you got something you better not even show your face
Cause a nigga been doing bad and might explore your place
Look, you know you not a body cause they know you fake
If you want to go to war I know what it take
Come with a team of choppers, not no thirty-eight
And we gon' turn this 211 into a murder case
And me a Russell gon' get dizzy out the Thunderbird
And start a nuclear revolution right up on your curb
Niggas keep fucking with me cause they know I'm hitting laws
My truck is sitting on twenties, and I'm hitting broads
If you get beside yourself, then you got to go
You creeping on the C-M-P's that's not possible
I hit a fifty out my chopper and I got some more
You say you ready for me Woo-dey I don't really know
Know
My nine is gonna die with me
Do a homicide with me
Pick up the supply with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna ride with me
My nine is gonna die with me
Be up in the ride with me

In these times we gotta hustle cuz our pockets be hurt
Lil niggas wanna get fronted from who got work
Is she ready for that, you wanna wash the bus
Let a nigga know where they at so aint no stoppin' us
If you handle yo business right I'ma promote yo ass
You bitch out and try to kite I'ma come smoke yo ass
The shit that I'm givin' you they tryin' blood ta get
The vicks be runnin' through because they love the shit
So don't come with that no one bout it shit was cool
Niggas tried ta rob me nobody was comin' through
Snitches I can't have that
Bitches I can't have that
Riches you can have that
Just bring me my cash back
Look its all gravy with me go head and shine
Thats how you play it with me ya big time
All I want is the Gs
With a trunk full of keys
A benz on 20s
You got something you can lend me
Shit nigga I aint doing nothin' for me for free
Can't put no trust in you niggas cuz yall be tryin' ta run G
Cuz I don't like dreamin' bout makin' no cheese
Wanna see my muthafuckin' bank account O.D.ed
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)
Now I'm on some shit again
Leave a nigga stranded like Gilligan
Hundreds I'm considerin'
Lex it for a millian
Catch it nigga I'm killin'em
They spot but I aint feelin'em
My jacket off appearin them
Some a say its numerary
Parntnas in for sipperin'
Juvenile is different
Look at what I did to them
Niggas wearin' reeboks instead of nikes and timbalands
Bitch niggas I be tippin'em
My mac 9 it be flippin'em
Some of these niggas is tryin ta run G
So I be gippin'em
They would do the same to me
Niggas aint no family
Shit is all a game to me
But nobody gone handle me
400 degreez
Tottin' guns runnin' with me
No wonder we need
Mo money one could receive
Nigga wanna deal with this christ
I'ma put it open in his life
Never should I fuck with me right
Why you keep duckin' me shy
I'ma knock ya head off
Nigga tryin' ta get to ya fuck tryin' ta play it off
You made the beef nigga so why is you scared
If you mind yo fuckin' business then yo life would be spared
I can't see it
Nigga try ta make me out a bitch I can't be it
I had a muthafuckin' problem with niggas like freed me
You probably can save yall self but you can't save yall neighbors
Um, and now I got cha spinnin' on round like a baseball playa
Put on this the table I'ma hit'em a nine
Foolish I had ta tame ta keep these niggas in line
Look cuz I don't like dreamin' about makin' no cheese
Wanna see my muthafuckin bank account ODed
Ask them niggas bout me
Bet them bitches know me
Magnolia head buster out that wild T.C.
I'ma young nigga
Look at what ya done nigga
You done made me mad
Now I'm goin' get my gun nigga
Betta watch cha tongue nigga
Cuz I'm gettin' dumb nigga
Killed one nigga
Represent where I'm from nigga
See thangs don't cha never do fuck with a man his change or his mamma
You do that you won't drama
Fuck with a big tyma, fo sho you gone see
I'm out cha which one of you boys want me
I'ma keep it real with ya
Ya say you the man, I know I'm the man and I'm ready ta deal with cha
I'm prepared for the toe taggin'
Keep my reeboks strapped tight with my gibauds saggin'
Now, I done rocked a couple of Gs and done flipped that two times
I know I'm in a problem and they gonna persuit mine
I got bills ta pay I can't be playin' with you jokers
These youngsters somethin' else now ya bout ta get promoka
You can't understand how a nigga my age
Can hit the streets psyhced up bustin' with the twelve gage
But I don't like ta dream about makin' no cheese

You think this shit happened for me over tha night
This is my life
Everybody know I be on tha flight
To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong
Nigga thought it wouldn't happen to 'em, but all of 'em dead wrong
Singin' tha same song, sayin', "Juvie ain't shit!"
With a project nigga out here tellin' people he rich."
When tha truth is: they wishin' they was in my shoes
I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves
And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' ta be hard
Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all
Tha people runnin' your organization workin' for me, uh-huh
You didn't know that, now you call for tha plea
Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be
Then, (?) these bullets (?) is comin' for me
With my T-shirt and Rees on
Cuz only God knows what these niggas be's on
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Listen, listen, listen
Sip it
Cock ta act a fool and make 'em dip it (what?)
Chrome MAC diply (what?)
Automatic spitty (what?)
I'm a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me
Do or die, survive with me (huh?)
Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh?)
Hit a block and ya ride with me (huh?)
Cut 'em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so?)
Then, Cita, he never walk again (so?)
Don't play with them shots again (oh)
I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month
See, I told 'em, "Nobody move; nobody head bust."
Plus, a hundred rush turn a boy ta dust
Nigga, I'm a soldier, trust
I'll blow a hole in your guts
And ain't no "if", "and's", or "but's" (uh-uh)
You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)
Watch your lip, man, you'll touch (uh-uh)
I'll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)
Look, I'm straight thuggin'
Lookin' at niggas' fake muggin'
I'm runnin' with niggas that stay sufferin'
That ain' nothin'
It's Weezy Weez
I show off behind cheese
Get full of trees
Here I come, you better leave
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Niggas know I could get ugly when it come to that (To that)
Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if ya come for that (For that)
I ain't no ho, if in beef I ain't gon' run from that (From that)
You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz I'll come for that (For that)
I keep pistols in my possession cuz I stays in shit (What?!)
I was raised watchin' niggas shoot out with K's and shit (Wha?)
My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out tha back (Oh)
Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil' crack (Fo sho')
Niggas respect me cuz they know my nuts be hangin'and swingin' (Hangin')
If my toes get stepped on, I'm click-clackin' and bangin' (Bangin')
I've been out here since I was, like, ten years old
Caught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-four
Scuffed my knees up a lot, he pulled me out that
I'm out here now, and ain't no way that I'ma look back
Fresh layed tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute
Put tha gat down
But don't think I still won't act, busta
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night
So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Ayo we down south posted and we counting our figgas,
know how to treat these bitches and how to handle these niggas,
don't play with us lil daddy cuz we'll have you in stitches
Its UTP right here and we bout getting our riches,
I pledge allegions with the four nickel you niggas no pickle,
cock the pistol point my issues at you and whodi who wit you,
Your body ain't nothing but grizzle, I can see through the tissue,
They gon' think you was in gymnastics how the chopper gon' hit you,
I might have to crash the party if niggas gets me started,
better watch this nickel fourty cuz this bitch gets retarted,
fuck with me shorty, I could teach you how to be flawless,
NOPD wanna see me up in Dora Delawless,
Hate fighting them charges, take a nigga regardless,
Fuck em' and duck em and tell them to suck on a hard dick,
When we was wilding in the nolia they was callin us babies,
I guess the same shit went on in the 80's,
But still crazy, I'm with it too, kinda sneaky know how to get at you,
Not trying to have momma crying and miserable,
I'm already knowing what guns could do,
I've seen some of the worst niggas get blown in two,
Yes she say she love me, every time she fucks me,
But then she sayin' fuck me, everytime we fussing,
Skip i'm sick of hustlin, boy you just disgustin,
Nananana, bitch, don't you tell me nothing,
all you know is dollars, Dolce and Gobanna,
Gucci, Fendi, Chanel, Milono, Prada,
All you is is problems, I can't help you solve them,
So when you think, just think, nah don't involve him,
Hang up when you callin', caller ID all em'
If its your number I don't answer, ain't no sense in callin'
Bitch I'm back to ballin', like I fell off,
Like if I was doing bad I'm gonna tell y'all,
What could I tell y'all except suck dick and swallow,
yeah you look good, but can you walk like a model ?
Bitch I pop collars, and I clock dollars,
so watch your watch and watch for the shock BLADAH !
Man look up over there, wilding, cursing bitches smoking jo's now,
Got two open charges niggas talking round dro now,
Sarge and so small they spin the bend in regular clothes now,
But whodi and them so smart before they spin, lil one close shop,
Slim just got popped for douljer grind and a weed pipe,
Guess they trying to sock it to my dog with them three strikes,
Fuck that, we got buying money nigga we tight,
UTP, six coat, cut throat nigga we right,
Trying to get you niggas to understand this a new day,
New jewels, new shoes, new twos, new pay,
new trips, new clips, new whips, new K,
A million for my great grand children to my new day,
You straight ? I'm just trying to make sure you straight,
Keep them nappy head bitches out ya face cousin and move weight,
Every nigga working with something thick they do take,

Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Mic check one, two
it's Juvenile coming through
Uh Uh c'mon, c'mon
Who the man? if I ain't it nigga can't claim it
I can take a small name and make it famous
I reason with no one homie I got fa sho cliental
I'm a XL out here in the streets or lyin in jail
I'm quick tempored please limit ya words
I will send you in a hurry down south with the splurge
it's kind of hard to understand me cause I speak with a slur
but my guns speak a language all the people done heard
streets sense gon' keep me in it for a minute
you fuckin with a general salute me lieutenant
I'm not too particular with lies
I look e'm in there eyes say a pray before you die
this ain't about me this about somethin thats spoke
you know runnin with a nigga while you cuttin his throat
oh them loose lip bitches get hung from a rope you know
bagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh!
Cock it, take berrata then pop it
give me that out ya pocket cause the best can't stop it
East coast whassup, Down south whassup
West coast whassup, Mid West whassup
Keep on makin ya laws, I'm a keep breaking them
I can move a package in any city I'm stationed in
if ya son touchin my shit you better pray for him
bust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatreds been
I ain't the only solider they got alot of these
all of these children make me know who dropped alot of seeds
I smoke till my eyes shut
stay strapped so if you think about sneakin you better wise up
hit you with the traqualizer let it fill ya head
paralyze you have ya screamin "I can't feel my legs"
regardless of what a nigga or a bitch done said
the shell around ya get poked like eggs
I'm from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A
my bitches gonna listen to what the hell I say
you niggas gonna respect it or get out my way
or the coroner's gonna happen to ya all time sake
You old niggas on ya last limb
move over let some niggas who really want it come cash in
suppose to get killed for cock blockin in cells
solider bet you can't get no chronic up in hell
fresh off the porch where the stash spot
I'm hungry tryna get the same respect that my Dad got
got the chopper cut the wieght, nice in the stash box
nigga be on paper so himmed up from the bad cops
how the hoes be actin hopin for child support
I need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with dope
I ain't even gotta speak on it I put my G on it
niggas gon' let us get that whenever we want it
beef is beef whenever the shit occurs
if it's real it's gon' resolve into metal for sure
but hit the right one he ain't respectin my bad

You live that life... slangin' that iron off tha porch
When a nigga blow... you hit him up with tha torch
You got confidence... you got your chest buffed out
If you buy a Lex... you got your shit clutched out
Niggas know your name... 'cause they done heard it in tha pen
Niggas know your face... 'cause of tha places you done ben
Your family straight... is that goin' for somethin'
You got your lil' man with ya... he ain't askin' for nothin'
Get rid of these roaches... you got a Cash Money toaster
Ready for war... you got that iron in your holster
Full of that fire... black magic on your tires
You keep all of your hoes 'cause you a liar
You're swolled up... you just come home from doin' sticks
You done blowed up... and you already got them bricks
If they try ta jack... is you gon' put 'em in they place?
When you cock your shit... is you gon' hit 'em in they face?
Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
Play if me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
You full of that liquor... you just met a little freak
And you're ready to hit her... up in the corner, and it's sweet
You're feelin' good... you're makin' money out the ass
Up in your neighborhood... you 'bout ta go buy you a Jag
You're quittin' the game... everything is gravy
Cuz ya made a little change... from bustin' them niggas' brains
Ya like how ya live... you got everything ya need
Up inside of your crib... like Hennesy and weed
You're runnin' with killers... you got that green shit with ya
You're slingin' them pillas... you don't know nothin' but guerrillas
You got television... up in your Lexus and your Benz
You can go and get 'em... showin' off in twenty-inch rims
'Bout 187... you put a finish to your beef
With them MAC-11's... while your suckin' your gold teeth
You accept your lick... look, you protect it like a man
When you got that iron... is you gon' slang what's in yo' hand?
Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
You full of some diamonds... you got your Rolie iced out
You're steadily shinin'... you livin' in a nice house
You gon' put your girl... up on tha next thing smokin'
If she think you're jokin'... is she gon' get a quick chokin'?
You could take a trip... to tha Bahamas if you want
You could turn a trick... with lil' momma if ya want
You ain't worried 'bout nothin'... tha game been good to you
So you done retired from hustlin'... or is ya still doin' somethin'?
You tired of them laws... tryin' ta take niggas ta jail
You tired of them boys... cuz you got money for your bail
You got a reputation... cuz you be bustin' them heads
Niggas be infiltratin'... tryin' ta give you up to tha Feds
You eat tha best of shit... and be ballin' at breakfast-s
Tattoos all on your stomach and on your neck and shit
You 'bout ridin' up in tha best of shit, and them new Lexus-s
You got nothin' but diamonds up in your necklaces
Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Bring your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Bring your MAC-11, and march nigga step
Bring your AK, march nigga step
Bring your MAC-90, march nigga step
Call my nigga, Baby, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Weezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Turk, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Geezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Mannie, ta march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Play with tha CMB, you gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
In tha year 2000
March nigga step

That's How It Be Happenin'
That's How It Be Happenin'
That's How It Be Happenin'
That's How It Be Happenin'
Now dis fool name of Terrel
Seems he was doin' swell
Over tha years where he sell
was betta than clientele
my niggas was gettin' big
he slung eva since a kid
and always got glamour rides for all of tha shit he did
he had a bad attitude
nigga selfish and rude
one day he got in a fight in gloom and he gone killed a dude
thats when A.T.F. got hot
surveillance up on tha block
they knew he was runnin' shop
but dis nigga wouldn't stop
terrel was a knucklehead
he said mothafuck a fed
look come if you wanna come and off with you bitches head
surely dem people came
git down on yo face and hand
they took tha dope and choked terrel wit a rope man
he thought he would go to jail
5-0 took tha bitch to hell
they took tha dope and said he got crossed in drug sale
[that's how it be happenin'
that's how it be happenin'
i tried to warn my nigga but dem people but they snatched him
that's how it be happenin'
that's how it be happenin'
i tried to warn my nigga but dem people but they snatched him]
tha next one is sharolin
addicted to heroin
gave birth to her son at 15 and now she scared of him
look he was a balla' so
that made her a stupid ho
i heard he sold his dope out a house in the caliope
stung her for much furl
then shot it up his arm
dat dope busst her heart and thats how sharolin left the world
now guess what her son use
he snorted boy(heroin) too
he robbed some nigga dat brung drama to his whole crew
dat multiplied enemies
one of em' slangin' keys
and they got boys who got boys that strapped with artillery's
now he done on his knees
beggin' lord help me please
dat nite he got on dat dope and went out he was off his knees
walkin' without a gun
they caught him roun' hit and run
pulled out dat Tommy gun
knockin' holes in his fuckin' lung
nigga done throwed the cross
and the boss
be the nigga steped on
so he hired 5 killas that snort up that heroin
to keep his self from being affected
whoeva mentioned his name got they head-bust on next shit
that next hit
he sent was up in the 2nd line
dat lexus pulled up shells started flyin
people started runnin' and cryin' lyin'
in tha street was tha one that they came for
bystanders got hit up so a kid in this drug war
that was five
so she couldn't survive
homicides said where they at
it happenin' on our side
but in dem' killas' eyes, they on dat dope so it ain't nothin
reincarnation is the subject of that discussion
shit somebody snitch dem people found tha location
caught 2 out of tha 5 tha they got me down at tha station
boss man say fuck dem niggas and show nuts
one of dem niggas snitch one of dem nigga hush
now tha boss gotta pack up shop and leave town
cuz dem niggas that he know upstate a shank him down
he's mad cuz we bumped him
my nigga jeff they jumped him
i know one of dem niggas and when i catch em i'm gon' stump him
look aw dis heart hea' don't pump no pussy
i'll be forced to do something real bad if you try and push me
i went to see my nigga zoe but he told me "ain't nothin"
i say man dis long way i came in wit somethin'
he came out wit one i say what is these called silver-sacks
he told me no stupid-ass
we call dem my nickel bags
i bus one up wit him cuz he my nagua
at two in the mornin' some niggas was standin' beside us
one of dem niggas had a glock i heard him cock it
he told us shat the fuck up and empty out cho' pockets
i droped it
they grabbed it and got ghosted and layed low
that jackin' happend so fast it fucked up my head zoe

I'ma stay thuggin, how I came is how I leave
When I say somethin, best believe that's how it be
Motherfuckers, too - yeah I said it, nigga, I mean it
Bitch was dressed in gangsta and switch, wodie, I seen it
One of these Juvie-fuckin' hoes gon' get you caught up
Me, I wear ReeBoks and Girbauds, and play it smarter
If them boys in tha ben, they go bluckahda on tha block
I'ma be gettin' somewhere, your ass gonna get shot
You paid 1500... I paid 5999
Got diamonds and Rolexes that shine at tha same time
I ain't scared... but I ain't dumb, and I ain't stupid
I know how ta survive in tha project and how ta do shit
If I hit a hustle I ain't tellin' tha biz
'Cause tha witness will tell them people who tha murderer is
Your main man'll put four or five to your wig
Take tha Coke can and throw you off the side of the bridge
Gotta be able to think, gotta know when to move out
Gotta read through the lines, gotta know what these hoes 'bout
Gotta separate your business from your family and friends
Gotta bust a nigga head if he plottin to do you in
I done did dirt, so I know what's tha consequences
Let my shit burst, tryin' ta knock out a nigga denchures
Always keep cool to see through these fools
Cause we do the shit that people see on the news
So, follow me now into a world of stress
Where wodie tryin' ta get it all 'cause he don't settle for less
Ain't satisfied 'til all of his beef is put to rest
Slangin' that iron... with a soldier rag on his neck
And credit for they people in case they wanna connect
He ain't hidin'.. he still ridin'.. in the 'jects
He gotta be willin' to play tha game 'til his death
Nigga bangin'.. hit you in your brain, now who next
I be cool at all times and acknowledge.. when I'm wrong
Shit I went through when tha Feds got my game real small
I'm not tha smartest motherfucker walkin
But I can tell a fake motherfucker when he talkin
My daddy always told me, "Boy, don't be a follower
You got a lot of pride, but some you need to swallow up
You keep that attitude, you won't see tomorrow, bruh"
I soak it up, and got better as a hustler
I'm a head buster, a straight up Nolia nigga
Young thugger
Fuck up, I show ya, nigga, that I don't play
Keep a K for protection
With fifty... never run without my weapon
I stand out here, tie ducked with bandanas
I show no fear, what'chu 'bout we can handle
I'm real as they came, a untamed guerrilla
'Bout bustin' your brains, whoever be wit'cha
I have no pics, I split your shit
Whoever you with, I'ma split they shit
Ya steal or get stole, wet or get wet
Bust or get bust on, move a chest or lose a chest
Try not to miss when you cock back and shoot
You shoot and miss, then it's all on you
Ain't no game, it's real dog, live or ya die
Real in tha field, dog, ya live or ya die
Even though I'm a lil' bitty nigga
Look, I got big nuts and they hang low, nigga
I ain't scared ta bust
Want beef, let me know.. and look, we can tear this bitch up
You or me.. me or you.. gon' bite tha dust
Wuz up, nigga
Wuz up, nigga
You afraid, go ta church, I ain't scared at all
Lose your head, fuck with Turk, 'cause I'm knockin' it off
I'ma keep my hands clean, ride for some change
Niggas gon' ride for me, niggas that's untamed
Niggas who bang that heroin, or snort that cocaine
Niggas out that project don't mind sprayin' thangs
Fools who that slang that iron for me (When tha beef start)
When tha beef start, ride for me

Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
It's someone in particular got you sayin' what you sayin'
Usin' my name in vain, hard for you to stay in your lane
That nigga fought for you then manipulated your mind
And kept you out of the way so you would stay in the blind
But then you woke up, and realized he was takin' your shine
And you're mad at the whole world and they don't owe you a dime
Some of these niggaz don't be gangstas when they 'sposed to be gangstas
You know he owe you money and you're scared of him, ain't ya?
You can never point the finger at me, playa you stayed when I left
I couldn't call you when my bills wasn't paid
Wasn't dependin' on nigga to send me shit my way
Wasn't really concerned about what a bitch might say
You coulda came and testified for my trial
But you had more love for Slim and Baby than you had for 'Nile
I didn't hate, I just moved on
Now that I'm doin' good I'm hearin' me on your new song and Juve wrong?
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
He ain't rappin', he ain't smart, he ain't gon' never be rich
He gon' be just like (?), he ain't accountin' for shit
Ridin' around in the six, mamma still live in the bricks
Across the hall from where somebody's always cookin' a fix
Where you in trouble if the police ever knock on your door
We from the ghetto so they find choppers and glocks on the floor
I done had all type of shit thrown at me, learned from this and that G
After all that I done been through, why is this bitch so happy?
I'm alive and well, a true talent indeed
I'm God's gift to the earth, would be a shame if I leave
And I seriously don't be fuckin' with niggaz with greed
And that goes for all you outsiders and family trees
I can see the specks runnin' they necks, he ain't all that
I don't even hear him to record that, I'm doin' me
We independent, ain't no middle man
Either get the business right or get the business in your brain
Play your hand
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Haters steady hear your name, runnin' they mouth
But really don't know a damn thing 'bout the game
And I'ma only tell you one time, I'm a millionaire
So that shit you niggaz talkin', I ain't gon' entertain
"Forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
Lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil..."
Father, I ain't gon' let 'em get to me, they know my history
(It really ain't you they hatin', 'cause of they miseries
Fulfill your purpose, you was put here for a reason
Cherish your life for every moment you breathin')
But they sayin' that I betrayed 'em
(No man can judge you)
But they askin' if I could save 'em
(You must first save yourself)
I'm the subject of conversation
(Worry about no one)
I'm knowin' that I could take 'em
(Have faith in me)
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Heard what you said about me
Say it to me now
Haters can't stand to hear your name, runnin' they mouth
But don't know a damn thing 'bout the game
And I'ma only tell you one time, I'm a millionaire

I be comin' up wit da glock toy
You can stop boy
You ain't heard I'm off tha block boy
Chipp-pedy chop boy
Off in ya cut is where I'm layin
Ready fo' sprayin'
Soon as I see yo face and hand
I ain't wit dat playin'
My daddy showed me how to play it in a situation
My daddy tol' me I ain't shit wit outta occupation
So I played the game
Bust yo head if you said my name
I had some of deez niggaz scared I came
I kno' some niggaaz out tha (mag)nolia that'll ride fo' me
I kno' some niggaz hollin' solja dat a die fo' me
T.C., L.T., Magnolia and six
Oh you want some of dat fire dope you can score in da bricks
You disrespectin' my mind cuz you keep comin' short
I might hitcha wit dat iron cuz you need ta be taught
You keep showing yo teeth cuz you thank its a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't real and you ain't gon git smoke
Now if ya at dat second line and dem boyz gotta gun
You betta run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem boyz bout ta come
You betta run for it, run for it, run
If ya ain't gotta strap but cho enemy got one
You betta run for it, run for it, run
And if you git into it wit a cash money brotha
You betta run for it, run for it, run
I be in all black sometimes
Sometimes I be jumpin out trees in camouflage
Me and Juvenile got two keys we bout ta ride
Dem boyz playin wit da U.P.T. well dey gots to die
Man its that deep
It's a tragedy
That you can test me
Heard I run in houses don't put it past me
Hell look boy you betta tell deez niggaz
Fo' I mask up and try ta kill deez niggaz
You'ont' want my stress troubles
I be back in 2 hummers and 5 lex-bubbles
Wa my big brother Juvy
Tol' me not to eva letta nigga screw me
Tol' me if I eva did he would do me
Gave me two guns and sent me round dey shootin'
And then they start runnin'
Hardest niggaz on tha block started actin like a woman
Tha 4-foot stranger in ya area bustin'
Load it up and slide it in
Cock it back pop it out we ridin
??? ? I'll run in a busta spot
I'll sit on a busta porch
I'll sleep on a busta block
Apply five and then let go
!Bang! Lil' cowards keep playin, get hurt
Motha-flirk see I'ont' curse
But'll wet up yo shirt
Look all my enemy's see me comin
All my enemy's peeeeeeeeeuuuunggggggghhhhh be runnin'
You thank I'm playin-a somthin Lil Woo dey' I ain't trippin'
Tha beef started last week and dem niggaz still be hittin'
Two children got killed and a ol' lady got hit
Look I'm bout ta git tha fuck cuz I ain' got no time fo' dis shit
Now you can be comin' through
And runnin to a gun if you feel
That they ain't gon' do you shit cuz ya real
I'ont' wanna be witcha when its hapning either
I probally be some where ducked off takin a nap wit my people
I'd rather see it on T.V. than see it in person
Having my fucking' head hurtin'
When dem 30's be burstin'
Bet if yo beef see ya he ain't gon wait fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to rearrange ja face fo' ya dog
2nd line and round dem clubs ain't no place fo ya dog
Dem same niggaz you come up wit playa-hatin ya dog
I see em comin wit choppers and I know they gon' bust
Lil' Wayne hol' up
We kiting out sho' nuff'
Run for it
Ya betta run for it, run for it
Ya betta run for it, run for it
Go git cha gun for it
Ya betta run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run, run for it
Run for it, run, run for it, run for it, run
Get cha gun for it , gun for it, gun

It's enemy turf that I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black calico
Hit the coat with some of grams of that dope fo' sho' it's bout to go
Niggaz graduated from sellin' dope to snortin' dope
Gangsta be bustin' heads
Lil Reggie be bustin' heads
K.C., he be bustin' heads
Think I ain't 'bout nustin' heads
Boddies bled, I'll put infrared up in your Cutlass
You play with 226, that's my clique so I say fuck it
Ruckus, war deep, World War III in the mix
5 Hot Boy$ runnin', bringin' G's to they clique
With them hundred round tip-tips, to make sure niggaz ain't breathin'
You recievin', a punishment for not believin'
Curly head lookin' for me, cause I'm hot and word don' got loose
Bundles of dope fronted, from the Magnolia to the Goose
Snitches wanted to testify the shit that they know
Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look I been walkin' way mo', with a coat full of yeh-yo
Nothin' but clientele, from 11-5, sale
You don't think it's legal, nigga we can take it to the scale
You gon' double your money, gon' get credit make your bail
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down frome no nigga, they got a place for me
My biological father, was a sperm donor, around the corner
Was the man that killed lil Lanny, who knew we'd understand it
That way that, my mother was heartless to her kids
So he took us in his home, and he raised like his own
Now we grown, and we learned responsibility,
The devil tryed to get wit me
To affect all of my dickin' inability
But it's gon' be some shit, when a collision is occurin'
Asurin', of me bein' a factor, through '97 and after
And I'ma have to, get my ten percent
Or I'ma get punished, like the rest of these niggaz and there's evidence
'Cause ever since all these cars and all these mansions, and all these
luxuries was givin'
You wasn't givin' no thanks, to the reason you was livin'
So I'ma keep an open mind and make the right decision
And ain't tell you niggaz shit, and put my self in a position
That's unescapable, 'cause you capable, of puttin' my life in danger
And it's causin' confusion, confusion draw conclusion
And shootin' up some niggaz that pose a threat
Until somebody warns you that you're close to death
Don't love ya, don't need ya, so why the fuck would I feed ya
You bitches want my riches, delete ya
Cause it's movin', it's shakin' number one spot takin'
Rap shite tight and money we be makin'
Clock six figures, with brown beats and triggers
Drinkin' from the riggers, poppa said the gon' fig us
Everything I make, and everything I drive
Everything I scratch and everything I ride
Touch it, , live for it, you niggaz kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin' weight
Can't get your life straight, music to masturbate
Test a, nigga like me boy and you better
Have on your bulletproof sweater, ridin' in an armored Jetta
Beware of these, thugs in E's
Everytime you breathe you recievin' a part of me
Look, my lyrics be combustable like gases
When I'm grabbin' for the mic and performin' for your masses
I'm never found on the ship that's steady sinkin'
Total control and all about self my way of thinkin'
Bankin', off top, runnin' with them boys from the block
Totin' glocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I got, a reason to live for than to die
Keepin' a tight inventory on my supply, of gettin' high
Know when to stop, don't wanna be it, can't even see it
Not even them little niggaz that I be wit'
I'm gettin' tired, of this bulshit that we hearin'
I'm gettin' tired, 'bout to get my iron ready to ride
Ready to ride
Ready to ride
Ready to ride, lil wodie
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down frome no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down frome no nigga

Girl you're lookin' like a '4 dropped low to the ground
Ooh, I like it when you shake it up and swing it around
Don't stop, ooh, you servin' it now
Have a nigga lookin' for you, searchin' around
I tried to pass you up but you're lookin' so hot
Got my dick gettin' stiffer than a robot
You not lookin' concerned about what a hoe got
You just layin' it down right there in yo' spot
When you pass a nigga, come to a slow stop
Wonderin' how I'm lookin' when the clothes drop
Fresh out of the fingernail and toe shop
Lookin' real, I gotta get her when the hoe pop
She got a shape, ain't nothin' fake, she in the race
Her pretty face, I'd give her a 7 or 8
Or maybe 9 if she really fine
Side and behind with a lady mind
Diamonds, she genuine...
Let your hair down girl, you already know
(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go
Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo
Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?
Your big, fine, don't be scared, put your hands up
Give me a minute, you ain't gotta give your man up
In a relationship, I understand, and what?
He ain't focusin' right now, so we CAN fuck
Move - shake - bounce - pop
Pancake it, pull it over at the bus stop
Swing it back around, stop it there and make it wiggle
Put it in reverse and back it up just a little
It ain't your birthday, nope, it ain't your birthday
But I'ma treat you like that, if you can serve me
Girl you a stallion, let me take you to the derby
I bet a hundred that you gon' be up in first place
(Pose - move - stop - walk)
Shit, I think you more finer than the block talk
Ladies, put your hands up if you need to get dropped off
Up even higher if you wanna leave in my car
Let your hair down girl, you already know
(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go
Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo
Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?...
Uh-hu... uh-hu... uh-hu...
Like it when you be dressin' all fancy
And your lips be lookin' like candy
Come here and get you a sip of this Brandy
Let me think a size off of what I can see
You musta been eatin' by grannies
Cause that ass lookin' phat in them panties
Tryin' to treat you like one of my family
And I won't be actin' like your man be
I'm the shit lil' mama, just chance me
Cause you're lookin' at a more advanced me
Now drop it, and pop it, and shake it like a dog
Look back at a gangsta when you're catchin' the wall
Let your hair down girl, you already know
(When I grab ya ass) I ain't gonna let it go
Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo
Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe?
You my lil' mamma mia, and you already know

Nigga just came home from jail look how he played me
Kicked my door down took my shit an tied up my ol' lady
Now i'm just kick back broke poverty is still in my head hurtin
Cuz i know this nigga gotta be killed
My good side tellin me let'em slide cuz he aint worth bout my bad side
Tell me to kill'em cuz he deserve no mercy
Follow my bad side and put a feelin through healin
Any motherfucker seekin his business relentless
Thoughts goin through my mind nigga had tried to shine
I would be bout dat iron in this foolishness frame of mind
In the front door actin a donkey wit tha .44
Let a funky snatched the money handle business to momo
Tired of havin nothin wearin my brother's clothes
Many times i got drove by niggas in front of hoes
You know how it be dogg you aint been ballin all your life
You was round dat bitch still dirty stealin bikes
Buildin escape mobile all fixin the grilled cheese
In the store breakin snaps crown derby a key
Whos the muthaphucka
I'm the muthaphucka
You lil boys runnin wanna do somethin c'mon
I gotta somethin fo' lil bitch ass your potnas and your grandma
Cuz i'm on a killa playa hata type boy you
Dont ask me none of that ??? but i'll take a lil of dat ???
Step and i'll cut your breath short like its bestis
Should've had your mama sayin "lord mama child loved'em"
They say i'm losin weight boy whats wrong wit you
I'm hungry and i'm broke now brake me off wit a bone or two
I know a, nigga should be good for that ha?
But all that nigga had tol' is i aint got it right now
Lil bitch you not my round you hoes lay it down
Lemme get dat out your potnas better me than them coppas
Fa sho yo' hoe, tried to crown me on the block
You probably would've got me put dat nine wouldn't stop
A witness scored a bag cuz your boy tried to slam me
Out chip ass sellin whammies busta wont see his family
I let dat nigga slide cuz i been in his shoes too
Like twenty-four-seven breath smellin like beaucoup
Whos the muthaphucka
I'm the muthaphucka
I'm runnin wit dat gal thats after ??? niggas wit six figgas
To get wit his sign us a ????? wit no repayin
Now i'm in it lay wit'um it violate ten and fuck'em juv
Set up his to conduct an attitude
Look here
How many of you niggas ready to start big tymin
Look here
How many of you niggas wanna be ridin reclinin
Diamonds be shinin sippin on heinkens your mind was in a trans
Probably takin a chance to his baddest police
You kill in the peete and make a million a piece
And we'll got off of the streets in there a house in the east
I know the answer is no so up into my dad
I'm screamin fuck yo' clangin tha five doe
Look here
When i was young i didnt hardly know shit
Bigga ballin would get the medocore nigga noticed
So i approach like i was coached refuse in the gun
Gangs could be over come if you silence your tongue
My name went after choosen one threw out the slump
Sense of envy up in these other mennies brains i ????
Whos the muthaphucka

"Said the ladies they love me, they love the way I be leanin"
"They love the way I be leanin, they love the way I be leanin"
"All the ballers is bouncin, they love the way I be leanin"
"They love the way I be leanin, they love the way I be leanin"
This is the year of the U, watch how I get on track
A young black paid man in the rap gettin his snaps
And also, he only rides in the year that he's in
Cause he don't feel the year's bigger than him, so let the boy be
He off the meter with tennis shoes and a white tee
Bitches watchin him thinkin "What if he wife me?"
And it's a certain kind of swagger you get
Especially when you're used to bein the shit, that's if you're older right
All of my boss bitches know the type
When a nigga hug all on ya and he be smellin like a motorbike
A nice fit and video on the TV'll
get her to come out of them B.B.'s, believe me
I'm a thug and I'ma stay on pub'
And I don't bug, cause I carry the strap in the club
I see ya peepin tryin to figure out what's happenin with us
"They love the way I be leanin" - that's why they baggin it up
Geah! Ice Age, Mike Jones!
You know that purple drank I be leanin, my diamonds shinin and gleamin
I'm in that dropper with Juve the groupies boppin and fiendin
I'm from the home of the candy paint, 84's and purple drank
Ladies know when I hit they corner my slabs'll make 'em faint
Ice Age and U.T.P., ball-ballin as you can see
Crawl-crawlin on 23's, with candy on my HumVee
Hon-ies love the way I talk, love the way I walk
Love the way I lean, they say that I'm so clean
I got a lot of money, I got a lot of ice
I got a lot of cars, many colors and lots of types
I got that paper cause I'm caked up like Betty Crocker
Comin down on choppers single file with all the trunk poppers
Gettin money's my only task, stack up paper and count cash
I'm ridin on that pull over silver, the same color as a bad rash
Gettin full of that puff puff pass, it's Paul Wall man what that do
Swishahouse baby that's my crew, comin down jammin on the Screw
Drove over two dogs, sittin on two fogs
My rims be talkin too, they love to seduce hogs
They're dressed in cute clothes, manicured with cute toes
I'm big paper; Wacko never stop for group hoes
Oh no I don't scoop those, fly bitches salute those
Fatties with benefits, you know I recruit those
This a Soulja Slim t-shirt, this ain't no suit hoe
I got {?} up under these, not no Timberland boots hoe
I'm sick dog! And there ain't no antidote
Bust your motherfuckin like a canteloupe
Like Hannibal, WOOF, I'm an animal
Just cold dickin the money down huh - ain't it though?
I'ma do my damn thing 'til I cain't no mo'
Don't make me pull this damn trigger 'til it ain't no mo'
And don't tell me where you ain't gon' go

Cash Money slangin nine nigga
(Off top playboy)
H.B's and The B.G.'s
(What's happing little B.G. bring it to these niggas)
When I got that iron in my hand I'm going to slang it
When I got that drama on my mind I'm going to bring it
I ain't backing down from no nigga that's hatin
If the nigga say I ain't bout my buisness look here he hatin
Comin uptown playboy we gonna slang it
If I catch down nigga bad we gonna leave ya stainin
Fuckin wit my H.B's nigga I'm gonna bring it
Rollin uptown stay strap and keep thinkin'
Cause a nigga get stolen
Better yet get takin
Paper is burn
They come fast, ya cant shake it
Picture this my brother Cash Money done went nation
That come's from 7 hard years of dedication
Fuckin wit my B.G. nigga
I'm puttin ???? and I'm a ???? me nigga
That's believing worth six niggas
We call hard hitters
We uptown riders and we real with this nigga (nigga)
Police can investigate but they ain't gonna find shit
But a 100 bullet shells without a fucking fingerprint
This Hot Boy click laid back and spy on niggas
We see them working on something look here we riders
Ain't like working niggas
Any block with a flussy
That goes for the boss too
We ain't got no picks to choose it
We get cha if we gotta
Wig split cha if we gotta
I know you ain't got word that B.G.'s a rider
So keep it on the D.L
If you got keys don't serve nobody but off V.L
'Cause they play for keeps
A one way ticket to hizell
6 ft. deep
It's a filthy dirty rizell
On the U.P.T
I was raised in the streets
But I put it on my mind
By the time I was nine
I was pushin nigga
I was slangin that nine
Na, Na, Na, Na
Now them them don't want us
They know me and Turk don't fuss in the corners
They already know that we brothers, Blood
Or whatever you wanna call it
Click up wit my dog we get crazy like alcholics
Plus we ballers
So whatever we spin the Lex or Benz
Its gonna be on twenny, twen, twens
Get off the block when we come nigga (nigga)
To the lane
Shots that close shop when the bullets start sparying
Run your mouth too much, better watch what cha sayin
Like a nigga on the sideline, nigga we ain't playin
Na, Na, Na, Na
Now why O why Lord
The nigga wanna try and die Lord
Niggaz wanna learn hard way
Give it to 'em like that
Make 'em suffer
Put that bitch wit a bag
I guess you probably standin there sayin, "Who's the muthafucka?"
Nigga Juv's the muthafucka, thata bruise a muthafucka
Either there's been a lot of cross-firing in the bricks
And I'm gonna ???? me nigga
If they put me in that shit
Look I'm gonna tell ya like I tell my folks
Play with me if you want but Cash Money going broke
Even if it means creepin up slow
Busting out shots out my black Volvo
Fo sho, 'cause ain't nobody gonna run me
I don't want nobody going to tell my mama when somebody done me
She ain't bring me in the world for that
She ain't raise no ho's
She could have had a girl for that
I been realized, I'm all in
Surrounded by the camoufalge, in ballin
Make a nigga recognize, I'm starvin
Go in and do a homicide, you fallin, stop callin
Cause ain't no peace treaties wodie
You better leave that 45 at your house cause you gonna need it wodie
I told you boy, I'm a souljah boy
U.T.P up on my stomach from the Nolia boy
Slangin nine
Fo sho nigga
That's how we layin it down for the '98 all the way to the '99
Worldwide
Slangin nine
All you bus pass niggas better recognize
This on here bouncin all out ya heard me
Ask my nigga Prime nigga
Ask my nigga Lac nigga
Ask my nigga B Dog nigga
Ask Manny
Ask Ruckus
Ask my brother Corey
Ask B.G.'s nigga
Ask Suga Slimm
You ain't got no muthafuckin heart
Got the butcha knife chillin
Slicing throats we doin it like that nigga
Ah ha, Ah ha
How You Luv That now nigga?
What's up now nigga?
Talk that shit now
What, What's up
I thought we was what kind of boys
Nigga what, nigga who what, nigga ha
I know yall gonna hear me all over the nation
So this is for the East Coast, the South Coast, the West Coast, over
the world
Nigga ain't no beef nigga
It's bout money
Nigga if you ain't making no money I can't talk
Shut the fuck
Nigga ain't got no words for ya

Listen...I'ma hundred percent hussla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake and see another fuckin day is relief
I pray that he keep, I'm scrappin my knees from chasing this cheese
I had point guard dreams of playin for some team
Hit the block and made NBA money in one week
See I hussle in the hood and plus I fly birdies
And play the tracks out every month so I can ride dirty
needed someone to manage my money I hired Shelly
But Shelly started talkin to much so she died early
They got me loadin up my Benz with my eyes blurry
I sent the message to the fucker at bout five thirty
Now if the bitch aint got my dice for me then I'm sorry
But i'ma leave everyone who outside bloody
And then I go in the stash get the coke and the cash
I'm lettin niggas score it for half, I'm hopein it last
But still nigga don't, I might have to just go in the lap
And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask
Man we got that white girl,
and wigga talk bout uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alllright then we got what you neeed
And if you like that nasty broad then we got low ki's..
Dog who got um? We got that white girl
and wigga talk about uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alllright then we got what you neeed
And if you like that nasty broad we got them low ki's..
Man who got um? We got that white girl
and wigga talk about uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alllright then we got what you neeed
And if you like that nasty broad we got them low ki's..
Playa who got um?
I hate when a nigga flex up and he's makin it sound
As though he been doin that border, but that nigga would drown
My block been infiltrated by uh whole lot of fake ass niggas
Scared ass niggaz, wont even bust uh grape ass niggaz
I'm talkin to you! so take it how you want ho
I've been here for uh minute, so I looked up and you dont move
Ya partnuhs been fuckin wit ya cause they know how you is
Niggas be smackin ya and humpin you and snatchin yo shit
Matter fact get the fuck out my face, befo' I put you in ya place
I'm one secound from bustin the drapes
Well you can get ya money and all but not ch'ere
Lil daddy I been runnin this section for 5 years, first of all I dont like ya
I dont know ya, run and get ya gun if you want I'm gon show ya
You one of them niggaz try earning your stripe
Lil daddy I'm one of them niggaz that'll hit ya at night
That liquor like dope nigga I gots to have it,
Cook flip the brick with some heavy traffic
Guns gon bust if these niggas be lackin
Cadallac, gold spokes, brick head, and baskets
Overflow this bitch white work gone faster
Tradegy of uh murder case twisted and laughin
In the bentley drop top and Pac is blastin
Hit the hood jumpin the cop, we start the stashin
Bunch of white t-shirts phone calls harrasment
Bought a pot on that shit make it hot and ejectin
He standin on my two feet he purrin "I aint blastin"
Coming up from child hood days about my cashing
Hundred g's on the trunk of the Escalade Cadi
I never did listen , I never mind my daddy
My brother gave him a game cookin in an ally

Now you can't hang around, my crew or my clique,
Especially if you ain't about no gangsta shit,
You can't hang around, my crew or my clique,
Especially if you ain't about no gangsta shit
Kirby's round the corner playin' bones with Russ,
I'm waitin' for my bitch to get off of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that, I'ma be ready to fuck this hoe,
I ran up in it for an hour or so,
Put her back in the bus and took a route to the store,
Picked up some brew for the rest of my crew,
And a couple of cigars for a blunt or two,
Headed for the D.J. Way on Teledonna,
Now this area was all about drama,
Hoes was sweatin', I had my shades on,
Ready to put the dick on any bitch that I played on,
Now what's the haps with you and your clique?
I don't think you want no more gangsta shit,
Mo I can roll, I'm just a baller from the South,
Ready to knock any muthafuckin' pussy out,
I got bitches on the side wanna ride with nine,
But don't understand the way that I kicks the style,
But I'm a flexor, to riggedy-wrecks-a nigga from the Nolia,
I'm goin' out everytime when I kick I'm like a solja,
Niggas don't understand the way that I flow,
The fliz-no is slow, so check this out bro
I kicks the shit that make them niggas say "ooh",
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I'm from the, wild side of the city,
What a pity, I'm wild, like a muthafuckin' crazed Frank Nitty,
I'm not the old days nigga that's comin' with the gats,
Nigga where you at? Nigga where you at? Nigga where you at?
Give me a bag of powder, watch me twitch,
I might go crazy and wanna kill in this bitch,
I seen a lot of niggas talk shit about me,
But don't know a muthafuckin' thing about me,
So keep my name outta your mouth and you just might just don't see the glock,
POP everytime I see your ass on my block,
Shop close for the hoes, that used to think that Juv would trick,
But bitch how you feel? Cuz you ain't got shit,
Niggas wanna play these games and don't know,
That I am the wickedest one you know bro,
I'm just a nigga from off the side,
So what's up? I'm bout to rock in the house, right?
Microphone check one two, now what's the haps?
It's time for me to put my neighborhood on the map,
I'm from the neighborhood of the wild Magnolia,
Home of the killas, the trillas, the soljas,
Droppin' muthafuckas like an everyday habit,
If I see your fine, sexy bitch, I'ma stab it,
Comin' from my head, my skin tone is red,
Ready to put the muthafuckin' black boy to bed,
I ain't never was afraid of no war,
Cuz where I come from, we snort powder and we roar
I'm in the Nolia, lookin' for the Poppers,
Took me a hit off the blunt, then I spot her,
Hoe that I know, bout twenty years of age,
A pepper-red bitch with extensions in her head,
Now she was the type to put you in a plot ball,
Her last old man done got his head knocked off,
But fuck I want the pussy so let's see what she's about,
She gave me the phone number and the address to her house,
I passed by late, she stayed on South Mero,
Walked in the door with my three eight zero,
Popped on that ass, got her nothin', I was outty,
Now she calls me sayin' how she feel about me,
"Come back to me, Juvenile, I'm beggin' you please",
"Won't you just come back to me, Juvenile, I'm beggin' you please",
Now, if I was King, just imagine that shit,
I'd have the Queen back smackin' that bitch,
Now drop to your knees and kiss, and you tease,
Of that, hell of a guy Mister J-U-V,
I want riches, fuck bitches and them hoes,
No better than a sweater, fella, cuz I won't let her,
Hoe blow my head off, and take me off ground,
Knowin' inside that a bitch could bring me down,
Juvenile let a hoe trap me?
That ain't the hamp, I'm on the map aiyyo I'm in the house,