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Juvenile Filmography

The Power of Few
2013, role: actor , character name: Shamu
2010 VH1 Hip Hop Honors: The Dirty South
2010, role: actor , character name: Himself - Performer
The Roaches
2006, role: actor
Letter to the President
2005, role: actor , character name: Himself - Recording Artist
20 Most Awesomely Bad Songs of 2004
2004, role: actor , character name: Himself
Da Block Party
2004, role: actor , character name: Himself
And You Don't Stop: 30 Years of Hip-Hop
2004, role: actor , character name: Himself
Hood Angels
2003, role: actor , character name: Nitro
Juvenile and UTP: Live from St. Louis
2002, role: actor
Hip Hop Uncensored Vol. 3: Hustlemania
2002, role: actor , character name: Himself
MTV 20: Jams
2001, role: actor , character name: Himself
@MTV with Hot Boys Feat, Juvenile
2000, role: actor , character name: Himself - Performer
The 27th Annual American Music Awards
2000, role: actor , character name: Himself - Presenter
Baller Blockin'
2000, role: actor , character name: Tanuk
Tours 2000: Backstage, Behind the Scenes & Over the Top
2000, role: actor , character name: Himself
The 1999 Source Hip-Hop Music Awards
1999, role: actor , character name: Himself
The 1999 Billboard Music Awards
1999, role: actor , character name: Himself

Juvenile - Back That Ass Up

Duration: 4:00
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Back that ass up (1999)

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Juvenile - Ha

Duration: 4:04
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

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Juvenile Tha G-Code [Full Album]

Duration: 70:37
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

01- Big Tymer Intro (Album Version (Explicit)) [feat. Lovely, Atrice] 00:00 02- U Understand (Album Version (Explicit)) 2:17 03- F That Nigga (Album Version ...

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Juvenile Interview With The Breakfast Club!

Duration: 14:48
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Juvenile interview with The Breakfastclub, Speaks About Leaving Cash Money For Not Getting Paid, Having A Chance To Sign 50 Cent Young Buck, Wayne Kissing Ba...

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Juvenile - In My Life ft. Mannie Fresh

Duration: 4:30
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

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Juvenile - Slow Motion

Duration: 3:46
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

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Juvenile - Juvie Tuesdays [full mixtape]

Duration: 60:04
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

01 Gutta Shit 02 Picture Perfect Feat; Birdman And Lil Wayne 03 Good At What I Do Feat Skip And Kidd Kidd 04 Watch Yoself 05 Who The Fuck Is You 06 All I Wan...

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Juvenile - Good At What I Do (Official Video) HD New 2013

Duration: 4:38
Updated: 01 Sep 2014

New Juvenile Feat. Kidd Kidd & Skip - Good At What I Do.

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Juvenile Feat. Mannie Fresh & Lil' Wayne - Back That Azz Up (HQ / Dirty)

Duration: 3:52
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Juvenile On Reuniting With Cash Money In 'Used 2' Video, Drake Sampling Him, Trinidad James & More

Duration: 7:06
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

http://www.youtube.com/subscription_center?add_user=SelfMade2Maybach New Orleans legend, rapper, Hot Boy - Juvenile takes an evening to discuss his past, pre...

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Juvenile - Rodeo (Video) [Amended Album Version audio]

Duration: 3:49
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

2006 WMG Rodeo (Video) [Amended Album Version audio] REGULAR VERSION FOR BET.

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Juvenile Doubts A Cash Money Reunion, Speaks On Buck & Breaks Down Why Turk Went To Jail

Duration: 6:02
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Thisis50 & Young Jack Thriller recently spoke with Juvenile for an exclusive interview. He talks about not signing Young Buck, Drake remaking his famous "Bac...

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Juvenile - I Got That Fire ft. Mannie Fresh

Duration: 4:28
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Juvenile Ft. Rick Ross - Power (Official Video)

Duration: 4:08
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

For More New Music ↓ - Website: http://CantStopHipHop.com - Facebook: http://Facebook.com/DailyNewMusic - Twitter: http://Twitter.com/OfficialDNHH / http:/...

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Juvenile - Bounce Back ft. Baby

Duration: 3:52
Updated: 16 Aug 2013

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ONE OK ROCK 「Juvenile」和訳・歌詞つき

Duration: 3:57
Updated: 30 Aug 2013

訂正があります。 ×「don't run the away」　ではなく ○「don't run away」　が正しいです。すみません (ﾉД`) リクエストを頂いたので作ってみました。いつもながらワンパターンな動画しかつくれなくてすみません (ﾉД`) ★意訳は、背景の設定や視点で、訳する人によって全く異なる内容になります。ご理解ください。 ★Your elation is high　について「おまえの自信に満ちた気持ちは、ハンパねえからな！」にしたかったんですけど、さすがに無理でした　笑

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Juvenile Hall School

Duration: 3:38
Updated: 02 Sep 2014

Take a look inside the school at Juvenile Hall & meet the kids who go there and a teacher who works there.

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Juvenile - U Understand

Duration: 4:02
Updated: 20 Aug 2013

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Juvenile - Livewire (2014)

Duration: 3:48
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

New Juvenile off The Fundamentals Album - Livewire.

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KAPTN - Roll Call ft. Juvenile

Duration: 4:23
Updated: 16 Sep 2014

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Juvenile-400 Degreez

Duration: 72:28
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

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Juvenile - Way I Be Leanin' [feat. Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Skip, and Wacko)

Duration: 4:46
Updated: 12 Aug 2013

2007 WMG Way I Be Leanin' [feat. Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Skip, and Wacko] (video) Amended Album Version] MAIN VERSION.

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Juvenile- Set It Off

Duration: 3:16
Updated: 29 Aug 2014

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Juvenile - The Fundamentals full stream album +zip download

Duration: 34:17
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Download - http://bit.ly/1jI0NyX Subscribe To №1 Full Mixtapes Channel! - http://bit.ly/1lp7CEB Name: Juvenile -- The Fundamentals Genre: Hip-Hop Release Dat...

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PrimeTime - Juvenile Prisons

Duration: 42:07
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

ABC News PrimeTime - Juvenile Corrections Adobe Mountain School, Phoenix, Arizona Chris Cuomo Eric M. Strauss Mark Stanoch ABC News.

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JUVENILE JURY with JACK BARRY 1954- CLASSIC TV SHOWS & COMMERCIALS on DVD at TVDAYS.com

Duration: 29:31
Updated: 17 Aug 2014

Ira H. Gallen Video Resources 220 West 71st Street NYC 10023 (212) 724 - 7055 http://www.TVDAYS.com http://www.vidres@aol.com http://www.TVDAYS.com As the un...

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HANSEN - 2011 Breeders' Cup Juvenile + Pre & Post Race

Duration: 27:36
Updated: 17 Jul 2014

Saturday's Grade 1, $2 million Breeders' Cup Juvenile wasn't decided until the wire, with the speedy Hansen outlasting favored Union Rags by a head. But the ...

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Juvenile Concert & Interview @ Adrianna's Courtesty of EGO Magazine

Duration: 20:22
Updated: 23 Jun 2014

Juvenile Concert @ Adrianna's Courtesty of EGO Magazine & Broken Portrait Films. Interview is at the end.

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A Documentary on DC's Juvenile Justice System

Duration: 20:12
Updated: 14 Aug 2014

http://www.dcly.org This is a short documentary on the juvenile justice program in Washington, DC. Through this video you will learn the history of the progr...

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Understanding the Juvenile Justice System

Duration: 32:30
Updated: 18 Aug 2014

Presented By: Susan Blanco, Blanco Law Firm.

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Everglades Juvenile Tarpon

Duration: 27:01
Updated: 01 Sep 2014

Florida Sport Fishing TV S03/Ep08: Watch juvenile tarpon blow up on twitch baits as the Florida Sport Fishing crew heads north into Coot Bay for some excitin...

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The Newshour Debate: Juvenile act to be amended? - Full Debate (14th July 2014)

Duration: 33:42
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Minister for Women and Child Development Maneka Gandhi on Monday (July 14) favoured treating juveniles accused of heinous crimes like rape on par with adult ...

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Campeche Juvenile Tarpon

Duration: 23:11
Updated: 28 Aug 2014

Go on a juvenile tarpon fishing adventure to Campeche, Mexico on the Yucatan Peninsula. Sight fish for tarpon in the unspoiled, mangroves of Campeche, second...

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Juvenile Detention

Duration: 25:01
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

The Supreme Court ruled earlier this year that mandatory life-without-parole sentences for juvenile offenders, ages 17 and under, are unconstitutional, howev...

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Juvenile Status Offenders And Their Families / Educational Documentary Video

Duration: 117:38
Updated: 07 Jul 2014

Juvenile Status Offenders Documentary Video. Public domain video provided by The Office of Juvenile Justice and Delinquency Prevention (OJJDP), in conjunctio...

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Enfoque - Desempleo y éxodo juvenile en España

Duration: 26:04
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Desde el 2007 a 2012 los jóvenes que han dejado el país para intentar tener un empleo se ha multiplicado por 5 en España. La crisis ha dejado sin opción de u...

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Trauma-Informed Juvenile Justice and Mental Health Systems

Duration: 77:40
Updated: 22 Aug 2014

This webinar was offered to states participating in the initiative "Improving Diversion Policies and Programs for Justice Involved Youth with Co-Occurring Me...

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Young Kids, Hard Time Director's Cut

Duration: 45:19
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

The YIA cellblock is home to 53 kids who are rarely permitted to leave the unit, due to the dangers posed by the adult prisoners just outside their door. But...

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Juvenile Indoors Part 4

Duration: 142:19
Updated: 02 Jul 2014

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Juvenile Indoors Part 1

Duration: 194:40
Updated: 18 Jul 2014

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mobb deep Juvenile hell full album

Duration: 46:55
Updated: 05 Jul 2014

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Measuring and Reducing Juvenile Recidivism

Duration: 67:41
Updated: 11 Jul 2014

Recidivism is one of the most frequently requested measurements of effectiveness and accountability for juvenile justice agencies, facilities, and programs. ...

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Beech Bahas: Should the Juvenile Justice Act be amended?

Duration: 25:08
Updated: 07 Aug 2014

The Union cabinet on 6 August 2014 approved the Juvenile Justice (Care and Protection of Children) Bill, 2014 to amend the Juvenile Justice (JJ) Act, 2000. T...

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Find A Juvenile Attorney In San Antonio | 210-908-6008

Duration: 0:47
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Find A Juvenile Attorney In San Antonio | 210-908-6008 If you have a child in legal trouble and need a juvenile attorney Call Us Today For A Free Consultation 210-908-6008 Having the right attorney will make all the difference. A juvenile record can haunt a child when he becomes an adult. Contact us today to learn what the next step would be and how you can help your child 210-908-6008. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjeuz2H_5pU http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRsGmAkqqDs Juvenile Attorney 78250 ,210-908-6008,San Antonio ,TX,Juvenile Attorney in San Antonio ,Juvenile Attorney 78211 ,Find A Juvenile Attorney In San Antonio San Antonio Juvenile Attorney San Antonio Juvenile Lawyer Juvenile Attorney San Antonio Juvenile Lawyer San Antonio Best Juvenile Lawyer San Antonio Juvenile Attorney in San Antonio Juvenile Lawyer in San Antonio Juvenile Attorney 78209 Juvenile Attorney 78215 Juvenile Attorney 78224 Juvenile Attorney 78223 Juvenile Attorney 78211 Juvenile Attorney 78212 Juvenile Attorney 78258 Juvenile Attorney 78252 Juvenile Attorney 78250 Juvenile Attorney 78230 Good Juvenile Attorney in San Antonio Good Juvenile Lawyer In San Antonio Juvenile Lawyers in San Antonio Juvenile Attorneys in San Antonio Juvenile Attorney In San Antonio Find A Juvenile Attorney In San Antonio Find A San Antonio Juvenile Attorney Juvenile Legal Help San Antonio

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Juvenile Vulture and... what is that?!

Duration: 0:34
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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'Juvenile Safe Surrender' gives minors with outstanding warrants a chance to turn themselves in

Duration: 1:04
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

'Juvenile Safe Surrender' gives minors with outstanding warrants a chance to turn themselves in

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Live on the boom Intellect and Dj juvenile

Duration: 0:46
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Juvenile black piranha hand feeding

Duration: 2:16
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Juvenile Eastern Screech Owls Vocalizing

Duration: 0:20
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Group of young eastern screech owls we've been caring for until their flight feathers grow in. We've been able to release most of them back into the wild over the past couple of weeks! The sounds they make are as cute as they are.

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Dancesport - C juvenile 1 - Hai Phong Open 2014

Duration: 5:23
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Hai Phòng Open Dance Sport Champion 2014 / Xuân Phong - Thanh Nga

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Im Juvenile

Duration: 0:07
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Juvenile Hearts (Original Composition)

Duration: 3:24
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Music & Lyrics: Jeremy Asuncion Year: 2014 Verse 1: Whatever they say. We just have to ignore them. The important thing is we are having fun Responsibilities.They will take away the happiness who likes boredom anyway? Chorus 1: Seize the day while the opportunity is there It happens rarely so let's just take advantage. We are now in our 30s. We already have families and jobs but our teenage side never fades away. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts Verse 2: Whatever you like. You have to do the things for yourself. That is true happiness. Set aside our fears and anxieties. Always remember that innocence is bliss. Chorus 2: Seize the day while the opportunity is there It happens rarely so let's just take advantage. We are now in our 30s. We already have families and jobs but our teenage side never fades away. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts Bridge: Let's play in our punk rock band. Just like what we always do way back in high school. If the cops interfere with our gigs. I miss saying "Fuck the cops It's anarchy!" Let's play in our punk rock band. Just like what we always do way back in high school. If the cops interfere with our gigs. I miss saying "Fuck the cops It's anarchy!" Chorus 3: Seize the day while the opportunity is there It happens rarely so let's just take advantage We are now in our 30s. We already have families and jobs but our teenage side never fades away. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts Seize the day while the opportunity is there. It happens rarely so let's just take advantage We are now in our 30s. We already have families and jobs but our teenage side never fades away. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts. Raise our glasses to our fellow friends with juvenile hearts. Outro: Juvenile hearts

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Dancesport - D juvenile 2 - Hai Phong Open 2014

Duration: 3:27
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Haiphong Open Dance Sport Champion 2014 / Xuân Phong - Thanh Nga

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Yuma County Juvenile Court ALS Ice Challenge

Duration: 3:22
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Yuma County Juvenile Court ALS Ice Challenge, supporting the great cause and in honor of our great friend John Cicala... Thanks for watching.. Credits: Songs ALS BUCKET CHALLENGE

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Juvenile Offender 2012 Full Movie

Duration: 69:31
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

watching : http://thrillreel.co.uk/?id=2292676 For Juvenile Offender (2012) full movie Juvenile Offender (2012) Release at 22 Nov 2012, Written by Yi-kwan Kang, Joo Young Park Director Yi-kwan Kang . With genre Crime, Drama Juvenile Offender (2012) full movie starring by Won-tae Choi, Seok-yong Jeong, Rae-yeon Kang, Jung-hyun Lee sumary 16-year-old Jang Ji-Gu (Seo Young-Joo) takes care of his ill grandfather, while he hangs out with other troubled kids. He was abandoned by his parents at an early age. After another run in with the law, Jang Ji-Gu is sent to a detention center. One day, Jang Ji-Gu hears that his mother Hyo-Seung (Lee Jung-Hyun) has come for him at the detention center. Hyo-Seung had Jang Ji-Gu at the age of 17 and gave him up soon after birth. Can they repair their relationship? Juvenile Offender (2012) Full Movie Offender Part 1 ♣Korean Movies My love Full Movie Engsub ♣Offender - Movie Trailer ♣4th Period Mystery -Full Korean Movie 2014 English Subtitles ♣the offender full film. ''JUSTICE WILL BE SERVED'' ♣[Korean Movie] 범죄소년 (Juvenile Offender 2012) 메인 예고편 (Main Trailer) ♣Offender Part 1 ♣Offender Part 3 ♣Offender Part 1 ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - Planet of Snail Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣AFI Fest (2013) Juvenile Offender - Kang Yi-kwan Movie HD ♣[Korean Movie] 범죄소년 (Juvenile Offender 2012) 메인 예고편 (Main Trailer) ♣Korean Movies My love Full Movie Engsub ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - In Between Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣the offender full film. ''JUSTICE WILL BE SERVED'' ♣Dead Weight 2012 Full Movie ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - Planet of Snail Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - Dreaming Lips Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Dead Weight 2012 Full Movie ♣the offender full film. ''JUSTICE WILL BE SERVED'' ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화- The First Circle Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화- The First Circle Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - Never Ending Story Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Offender Part 3 ♣Korean Romantic Movies|로맨틱 영화 - In Between Full HD - EngSub 2014 ♣Offender Part 1 ♣

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BATANG PINOY 2014 Dancesport, Team Shawn&Erika;, jive, juvenile 5dance category

Duration: 1:28
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Juvenile Hummingbird at Feeder

Duration: 0:43
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

How one juvenile hummingbird secures his place at the feeder

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Juvenile Diabetes In Dogs

Duration: 1:27
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Malawi Juvenile

Duration: 3:00
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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Nickelodeon 3 Piece Juvenile Set, Dora Review

Duration: 3:17
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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2014 Sept 21, Juvenile TT

Duration: 2:37
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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20140920 Lopp7 Juvenile Classic Semifinal

Duration: 0:22
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

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20140920 Lopp10 Juvenile Classic Semifinal

Duration: 0:21
Updated: 22 Sep 2014

Järbo hundkapplöpning 20140920 Lopp10 Juvenile Classic Semifinal

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'Logan's Heroes' on a mission to end juvenile diabetes

Duration: 2:07
Updated: 21 Sep 2014

NEW HARTFORD, N.Y. (WKTV)--Four-year-old Logan Roach, may soon forget what it was like before he developed symptoms of Type 1 diabetes, but now he'll always know just how many people are battling the fight right alongside him, with the group called Logan's Heroes. NEW HARTFORD, N.Y. (WKTV)--Four-year-old Logan Roach, may soon forget what it was like before he developed symptoms of Type 1 diabetes, but now he'll always know just how many people are battling the fight right alongside him, with the group called Logan's Heroes. NEW HARTFORD, N.Y. (WKTV)--Four-year-old Logan Roach, may soon forget what it was like before he developed symptoms of Type 1 diabetes, but now he'll always know just how many people are battling the fight right alongside him, with the group called Logan's Heroes. 'Logan's Heroes' on a mission to end juvenile diabetes 'Logan's Heroes' on a mission to end juvenile diabetes 'Logan's Heroes' on a mission to end juvenile diabetes

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Light Jigging - A Juvenile Yellow Spotted Trevally

Duration: 1:18
Updated: 21 Sep 2014

Light Jigging off Mengalum Islands of Sabah

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NZ National Short Track Champs 2014 Juvenile 1000m Relay

Duration: 3:08
Updated: 21 Sep 2014

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This is the view from the restaurant at Eagle Point in Grand Canyon West Rim national park, which is located in Arizona, USA.

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1,300-Year-Old Village Unearthed In Arizona National Park

Business Insider

15 Oct 2014

PHOENIX (Reuters) - Archaeologists have unearthed a village believed to be about 1,300 years old and containing more than 50 sandstone-walled homes at a U.S. national park in northeastern Arizona, one of the researchers said on Friday. The discovery was made by a team that surveyed part of the Petrified Forest National Park during the summer and broadly dated the homes and other artifacts found at the site to between 200 AD and 700 AD....(size: 8.0Kb)

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Nina Pham Identified As Nurse Who Contracted Ebola In Dallas, Texas

IMDb

13 Oct 2014

Nina Pham has been identified as the second person to be diagnosed with the Ebola virus in the United States, making her the first known person to contract the disease in the country ... #Breaking ... ....(size: 1.0Kb)

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Ebola ‘winning the race’ against attempts to contain it: UNMEER

The Hindu

15 Oct 2014

The Ebola outbreak is “winning the race” against attempts to contain it, chief of UN Mission for Ebola Emergency Response (UNMEER) Anthony Banbury has said. In his briefing, Mr. Banbury told the 15-nation UN Security Council that he is “deeply worried” that the steps implemented by the international community were “not nearly enough” to halt the advance of the fatal disease ... Mr ... Banbury added ... Keywords....(size: 3.4Kb)

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An Iraqi federal policeman stands guard as his colleague searches a car at a checkpoint in Baghdad, Iraq, Saturday, Oct. 11, 2014.

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ISIS militants march on toward Baghdad despite airstrikes, international outrage

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13 Oct 2014

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Charges Filed Against Teens Who Humiliated Autistic Teen For ‘Sick’ ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

The Inquisitr

15 Oct 2014

Cleveland, an online publication covering northeast Ohio, reports that the teens, that are between the ages of 14 and 16, all face the juvenile equivalent of disorderly conduct charges ... “The victim and the five charged juveniles were and are friends and classmates ... The parents of the autistic teen who was humiliated in the prank have agreed with the charges filed and that the teens should be charged in juvenile court....(size: 2.6Kb)

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Criminal Justice Coordinating Council Announces Major Grant Award for Lucas County (Lucas County, OH)

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15 Oct 2014

The Juvenile Second Chance Act grant will provide much needed resources to engage families." ... Judge Denise Cubbon of Lucas County Juvenile Court said, "The Juvenile Second Chance Act grant gives the court the opportunity to meet families where they are and provide necessary and meaningful support to assist a smooth transition into the community."...(size: 3.6Kb)

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17-year-old killed by friends

The Times of India

15 Oct 2014

Shiva Kalra had met his friends, Varun, Parth and a juvenile on Sunday night and went missing ... He was sent to a juvenile justice home....(size: 0.8Kb)

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Abu Dhabi Police to Cooperate with the British University of Salford to Rehabilitate Juveniles

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15 Oct 2014

ABU DHABI, United Arab Emirates--(BUSINESS WIRE)--Abu Dhabi Police (ADP) discussed ways to promote cooperation with the British University of Salford regarding rehabilitation programs for juveniles ... “The University of Salford’s team will fulfill their mission in the best possible way, commensurate with the university’s vision to empower, rehabilitate, and integrate juveniles back into society....(size: 5.1Kb)

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'Culture Of Violence' Pervades Rikers' Juvenile Facilities

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15 Oct 2014

An inmate at Rikers Island juvenile detention facility carries a plastic fork behind his back as he walks with other inmates. A recent report found that juvenile detainees are subjected to routine violence, both by other inmates and by correction officers ... An inmate at Rikers Island juvenile ......(size: 1.6Kb)

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Charges filed against 5 teens in ice bucket prank

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15 Oct 2014

The Cuyahoga County prosecutor's office filed the charges Tuesday in juvenile court against the teens, who are between the ages of 14 and 16. Three of the teens face juvenile charges of delinquency, assault and disorderly conduct ... "It's not a slap on the wrist," he said.Juvenile DelinquencySociety & Culture ....(size: 1.9Kb)

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5 charged in ice-bucket assault

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15 Oct 2014

The Cuyahoga County prosecutor’s office filed the charges yesterday in juvenile court against the teens, who are between the ages of 14 and 16. Three of the teens face juvenile charges of delinquency, assault and disorderly conduct ... Duane Deskins, the prosecutor in charge of the juvenile division, said in a statement that ......(size: 1.6Kb)

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5 teens charged in urine-laced 'Ice Bucket Challenge' prank on autistic boy: Justice?

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15 Oct 2014

It crossed a moral and legal line, and even the five alleged perpetrators understand that and have expressed regret," Assistant County Prosecutor Duane Deskins, who heads the office's Juvenile Division, said in a release quoted by our sister website, Cleveland.com. With that, prosecutor's office filed juvenile charges in the case, which drew national attention and ignited rallies in the local community....(size: 1.9Kb)

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Delhi teenager's rumour mongering cost his life: Police

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15 Oct 2014

"The juvenile who hatched a plan to eliminate Shiv Kalra told police that the latter's habit of spreading rumours about his mother angered him," a police official told IANS. The officer said the family of the victim told the police their son was killed as he was a witness in a theft carried out by the juvenile ... The juvenile along with two other ......(size: 2.2Kb)

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Birth, med certs of poachers declared invalid by court

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15 Oct 2014

In a boost to forest department fighting cases against tiger poachers, chief judicial magistrate (CJM) AC Raut on Tuesday ruled that the birth certificates and medical report submitted by Mamru and Chika to consider them as juveniles were invalid ... Mamru and Chika had filed an application under Section 7A of the Juvenile Justice Act on April 23, stating they were not 18 years old when the offence was committed somewhere in May 2013....(size: 2.4Kb)

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Ivawood heads Middle field

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15 Oct 2014

Unbeaten juvenile Ivawood is the stand-out name among the seven declared starters for the vision.ae Middle Park Stakes at Newmarket on Friday ... A couple of juveniles travel over from Ireland, ......(size: 1.0Kb)

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Teens Charged in Urine Ice Bucket Prank

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15 Oct 2014

The teens were charged in juvenile court in Cuyahoga County ... It crossed a moral and legal line, and even the five alleged perpetrators understand that and have expressed regret,” said Assistant County Prosecutor Duane Deskins, who heads the office’s Juvenile Division ... ....(size: 1.4Kb)

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Wednesday's Show. Full Show Audio Pending Share. Loading… Audio pending est. 9.00 a.m ... 1 ... Shots - Health News ... 2. An inmate at Rikers Island juvenile detention facility carries a plastic fork behind his back as he walks with other inmates. A recent report found that juvenile detainees are subjected to routine violence, both by other inmates and by correction officers ... U.S. 'Culture Of Violence' Pervades Rikers' Juvenile Facilities ... 8 ... 12....(size: 3.4Kb)

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Top Sizzla, Juvenile

[Intro:]
Yeah man! well I say...blessed are those who trust in him
Emperor Haile Selassie is the almighty,no?
Den again-him tell mih,nah low
Nyabinghi chanting all,one,two...ey! see Kolanji dey
[Verse 1:]
When there's no pain,in the absence of your culture be strong,ow
True people remain,mih youths,never forget where yuh come from,woo,woo
The system make,the system break the heart of those not knowing
where they belong
The feelings ache,the whole vibes change
Give it ah meditation
[Chorus:]
Ay,ay,ay,ey juvenile
With yuh black inheritance be satisfied
Ay,ay,ay,therefore be wise,yow
The earth is like possession,see yuh smile
Ay,ay,ay,he juvenile,yow-with the little that yuh gain be satisfied
Ay,ay,ay,therefore be wise,yow-the earth is like
possession of prosperity,umm
[Verse 2:]
The reason for life is to love and share,give thanks & praise
We love to stand with might,the people words are always
in the atmosphere,ow
We're all the same,be on pride and shame
So get ah load ah dat,hot-red hot!
And we will see our face,at the very place
Black people frame like Gibraltar Rock
[Chorus:]
Ay,ay,ay,hail juvenile-with yuh black inheritance be satisfied
Ethiopia child,be dignified,yow--the righteous fruit never spoil
Ay,ay,ay,tell me why yuh cry,yow--with yuh black inheritance
be satisfied
Ay,ay,ay,he juvenile,yow-ah tell yuh now therefore be wise,Jah!
[Verse 3:]
Speak aloud,oww-say from yuh heart King Rastafari lives
And I know the crowd will love to rejoice and be positive,ey!
What about your child,can't be running wild
So take up tings in ah yuh hand,yow,woman and man
The personal feeling what you have against yuh sisthren-put it away
[Chorus:]
Ay,ay,ay,he juvenile-with the black inheritance be satiafied
Ay,ay,ay,tell me why youy cry,ey!-the earth is like possession,
see yuh smile
Ay,ay,ay,he juvenile,ey!--the black inheritance be satisfied
Afri-,African child,be dignified,yow! The righteous fruit never spoil
Ah tell yuh now
[Verse 1:]
When there's no gain,in the absence of your culture be strong,ow
To people remain,never forget where yuh coming from
Yhe system break,the system make the heart of those
not knowing where they belong
The feelings ache and now the whole vibes ah change
Tell dem give it ah meditation
[Chorus:]
Ay,ay,juvenile-with the black inheritance be satisfied
Ay,ay,ay,Ethiopian child,ow,-yeah boy yuh mus' be wise
Ay,ay,ay,juvenile-with the black inheritance be satisfied

Top Juvenile, H.B. HeadBusta

Get out the way now, hey.. get out the way now..
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now.. ahh, ahh
Get out the way now, the headbusters on the way now.. mmm
Get out the way.. get out the way now..
You wonder why I don't smile and don't make friends
or ki-ki with new niggaz; cause I don't know dem
I didn't shoot marbles witcha and you ain't no kin
Kissin ass like you be doin look you ain't no men
The only reason you're talkin crazy cause you drank mo' gin
You can take it there if you want, look you ain't gon' win
And I'm feelin like an example is needed to be made
I'ma take this calico and go bust me a head
They might just won't retailate, they might just be afraid
Some niggaz I been fuckin with controllin what they say
It's still on! They wouldn't let me ride
That was they nigga that we killed so one of us gotta die
Oh yeah, they wanna play ha?
Must really be underestimatin me and this 'k ha?
It must not be meant for you so please get out the way now
I'm one of the best doin this, bout every day now.. hah..
I'm warnin ya, I'm tellin ya
A HeadBusta is up in ya area
Don't stand there better be bailin brah
Or hollow tip bullets gonna tear you up
I wonder how long it's gon' take 'fore niggaz realize I'm not a game
Look at me nigga, you think I'm playin?
Do it look like everything in my life goin correctly?
Bitch, I'ma be bout it 'til the man come get me
I got a fucked up conscience, and my thinkin ain't right
I got a brand new child but look I'ma slanger tonight
Nigga swellin up his chest, cause I'm bangin his wife
I'm at the bar drinkin Hennessy, he came with a knife
I got my man on the side of me, he scopin him right
He think it's over but he gonna get fucked over tonight
If I got problem witcha I'ma address it, front and center
If we beef in January, won't be until December
I'm tryin to getcha outta here
Like your momma and your lawyer, stuck with four or five open charges
Dealin with you bitches like you're one of my children
Whippin your ass because you left out the buildin
Fuck with a G ain't gon' never stop
Somebody gotta go - you better have the better plot
Cause if not, little shit could escalate to big shit
One of your little man'sll be the one pay you a visit
Enticed by them neighbors, they gave him a picture
Twenty G's, some toolies, now he comin to getcha
Wodie my life is like a football field
He done crossed the line of scrimmage is the one I kill, and I feel
that the marker should be first and goal
And I got the ball of course, goin in to sco' - nigga
What's my motherfuckin name? Wodie it don't matter
What's the shit up in my hand? A piece of chrome manner
And I just had me a blunt, and a cup of that gin
Don't get scared now motherfucker you in trouble my friend
Get out the way now, hey..
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now.. mm
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now.. uhh
Get out the way now, the headbusters on the way now.. uhh
Get out the way now, the CMR is on the way now.. mm

Top Juvenile, Guerrilla

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

Top Juvenile, Gone Ride With Me

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

Top Juvenile, Ghetto Children

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

Top Juvenile, Get It Right

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

Top Juvenile, Down South Posted

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,

Top Juvenile, Cock It

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

Top Juvenile, March Nigga Step

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

Top Juvenile, That's How It Be Happenin'

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

Top Juvenile, Tha Man

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

Top Juvenile, Say It To Me Now

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

Top Juvenile, Run For It

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

Top Juvenile, Roll With 'Em

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

Top Juvenile, Who's Ya Daddy

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

Top Juvenile, Who's Tha M.F.

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

Top Juvenile, What U Scared 4

Feat. Lil' Wayne
[Juvenile]
I'd be a stupid motha fucka if I'm stuck in his pot
I aint waitin to see what nigga out here love me or not
I say I hate em from a distance and they scopin' my neck
But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck
And I can already vision people sayin I'm wrong
But I rather his momma than my momma singin that song
Besides chickens gon' be chickens and ducks gonna be ducks
And I'm all around guerrilla that love playin them cuts
Im'a attached to the streets, those niggas in the pens
Started problems wit ol' tymers that did ten
And this bitch curly head still been in the case
But he aint man enough to leave a real one in the face
And to you 4-6 and 8 bitches wit t.v. Pranks
You jeopardize my living quarters, wanna see me sank
But I got news for everyone of y'all
I know who yah is, plus I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib
[Hook]
Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked
You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too
Lookin fed up so me and Wheezy we comin through
And who ever sides yappin we gon' punish em too
(Repeat x2)
[Lil Wayne]
Armed and Dangerous, Rich and Famous, Young and Restless
Guns and Stretcha's, Crystal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion, ask yah Testem, this cuz get hectic
Send one through your son's intestines
Lock, snock lung through testin's
If the portrait, bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous
Ride with the torch, scorchin, ready to blaze
Step in me ways, kidnap your car for 70 days
And let it be said Holly Grove's the home of a soldier
And if a nigga breathe wrong than it's over
I never love ya, my metal slug ya
If you kept on fuckin wit the squad
Put the coward's stomach by his thighs, nothin survives
And as far as the coke, 20 bricks month and supply
And as far as the dope, plenty chips come and say "Hi"
Drop 3-2 roll, all black, buttons and shyer
I don't need you hoe
Jack my dick, cum in yah eyes
What?
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Nigga C'mon
You gotta love us
Bumpin inside of humma's
Ride as thugga's, we who be
Think that them coward's busta's
Why we hustlin in they sleep
We be in that powder smuggle by the doubles every week
And if one of them cowards run up try to knock him off his feet
The brotha is Wheezy, love it or leave me
Gats hug it and squeeze it
Crack, bundle it easy
Run it wit these n' murderers, crooks and x-cons
Yah test mine I give it to yah chest 6 times
[Juvenile]
I believe in me and my family cuz niggas is broads
That leave you slanted, thugged out wit a conspiracy charge
All pussy aint the pussy like money and drugs
I'm dickin bitches that trial and I'm the jury and judge
I make sure I separate it, though I hate when I love
Its just me, Cash Money Millionaires that wackin the plug
Wud-up Lil Wheezy, im laid back up in the cut if yah need me
Its love believe me
[Hook]

Top Juvenile, Way I Be Leanin'

"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

Top Juvenile, U.P.T

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

Top Juvenile, White Girl

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

Top Juvenile, U Can't See Me

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,

Top Juvenile, They Lied

I'm pot, and I can't say shit about skillet
If you got a spot movin sellin bricks I can feel it
Done mapped it all out, done made some phone calls
We all got big dreams of seein the project ball
After all, seperation is the downfall
Instead of a chain of command niggaz wanna shot call
That overnight money could be lose-your-life money
Everybody want the crooked instead of the right money
And then I ain't no better either, cause I lead a
life of crime if I gotta fight for mine
Look - somebody ain't leavin with a stripe this time
Y'all don't want a drunk nigga gettin hype with nines
My 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 niggaz don't have problems - they lied
You niggaz think we don't have problems? They lied to ya
You niggaz think we ain't with problems? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we all hoes? Look they lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we don't have problems? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we ain't with problems? They done lied to ya
You niggaz think we all hoes? They done lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? They done lied to ya
Fa sho' wodie
Don't get me fucked up, cause you seen me on a movie
We keep it real hood when we do a fuckin movie
You saw us on the video, playin with hoes
But you can find me in my ghetto nigga, totin a fo'-fo'
I'm real with this shit nigga we dash on five-oh
A big dice game nigga fuck them five-oh's
I keep the same game nigga crack a guerilla hoe
I play the same thangs but my prices get cheaper though
I pull up in the Range Rover twenty inch mo-mo's
I been through hard times, that nobody know
Slang dimes crack times you could believe that wo'
Comin through in the Bentley V-12 y'know
Ten a ki is the price and we don't love no hoes
Water whip playin games slangin bad ya-yo
Jam him up and bust his head while he on that dope
I got a bad feelin so I needs to go
Fa sho' - you understand? Nigga outta line?
You better bust his motherfuckin head wodie
I'm the motherfucker killed your boy, and what?
You gon' do somethin bout it? Bitch nigga then stand up
I'm not responsible for all the people that's gon' bitch out
And innocent bystanders, that be up on yo' blocks
Ain't no encyclopedia could teach me the hood
How to not give out no credit and distribute the goods
How police gon' hound me, investigate 'round me
Catch me with a firearm them bitches gon' down me
And I'm beefin with the biggest nigga in the city with work
Ain't no tellin who he got workin for him in (?)
If I hurt, then you hurt, you got work? I take yours
I gotta records durin the season like the Lakers
It's not for fun I got a gun you try to run I'm poppin one
I'm to' up from the flo' up, just look at what the block done done
I can't sleep - cause I'm too far in it
I took over this motherfucker cause I knew y'all finished
F'real man I ain't tryin to disrespect none of you niggaz out chea
If you do what you do, do it well
KnowhatI'msayin? I ain't playa hatin I'm congratulatin
I'm tryin to teach you niggaz how to get offa these streets
And how to accumulate money, so you can be successful
like the rest of these niggaz that are out chea, that's on TV
These niggaz on MTV, BET, The Box and what have we
All you niggaz could be successful
But I want y'all motherfuckers to know we suffer just like y'all
Man we go through it, we been through it

Top Juvenile, What's Happenin'

Whats up everybody
This your boy Juve The Great
Right here with my people sinister
And we about to take y'all back to the old school
That old school gangster shit
Check this shit out
We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought
then them niggaz round the corner come and see what we about
But we don't know they face so we don't want them by the house
But Skipper started bustin when he saw them pullin out
We did them niggaz dirty for fuckin up our vibe
We packed up all our shit and moved it to the other side
Visited our spot this girl was on my dick
She said I love you Juvenile but you know you the shit
I grabbed on my glock its where the fools hang out
I'm only tryin to hustle another change route
But they ain't gettin nothin if I ain't on beam
I'ma leave them niggaz sufferin to find they own things
Workin with plenty for talkin 'bout hoes
I don't give them a penny, they comin out they clothes
Grabbin on my jimmy to see if nigga swole
Have to get it right with this big 'ol totem pole
Yes I'm thuggin Yes I'm clubbin
I ain't trippin on you look bitch I'm buzzin
Hoes and niggaz I'm not lovin
Fuck what you gettin if I ain't got nothin
What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
We pull up in front the club and my rims was lookin nice
The subwoofers bumpin, I need it in my life
We had a couple of fellas was stuntin with they eyes
We jump out of the Lexus and got they mind right
See I ain't gotta rep cause they know I got chains
You can catch me in that ? boy, that money green thang
Get a fish and shrimp po' boy and go sit on St. James
I'm a playa like my ole boy thats where I get game
Goes start passin cause they want me to see 'em
Ain't givin no action if they want some per diem
I keep a soldier rag from the A.M. to the P.M
My heater in my lap lookin great up in the B-M
I know them niggaz watchin cause they know that I'm buck
But they can catch a hot one for fuckin with a thug
Nothin was poppin so we went in the club
All the hoes started jockin cause they knew who we was
The owner wasn't trippin, he let a nigga in an
The place was jumpin and the hoes was grinnin
Not at us though it was at the other women
Some was butterscotch some yellow like lemon
Had a couple of foul ones chicken and pigeons
Some was kinda fine but them bitches didnt listen
Told them meet us outside and hoes got missin
Put it in reverse and went back for more women
Everybody's rollin and you can really see it
Look at how they scopin for somebody to be with
I ain't on shit and Ive been G'in since the 80's
Ain't about goin somewhere probably then "Beat It"
You already knowin the way that I'm rockin
if you anin goin then ain't nothin poppin
Now I'm about to leave cause these niggaz eavesdroppin

Top Juvenile, Welcome 2 The Nolia

It's world war III where I'ma be with 2 stars
better tighten up your act, you bout to get loose, fool
Move all your valuables, cuz them boyz at your throat with them calicos
I mean, me myself, i just don't wanna see nobody get hurt
Wanna live? Keep your black ass from out of my turf
You look like wanna of them boyz that ain't never been fucked over
I'm bout to change that, send that boy to THA NOLIA
Put a pistol in his face, make em' empty out his pockets
If he think we fakin, he gon' know after we cock it
And come to the PJ's, if you wanna score something
Get my peeps laid cuz we make motherfuckers catch the cut quick
Might laugh with ya but we ain't to be trusted
I tie my solja rag tight around my head man
Now I'm gettin processed with a red band
We release with amminition when our beef is in site
Way up in your jurisdiction, bout to turn up the light
No vest, no chest wootay, jeopardize your life
Now we ain't got to explain it to ya, this for everybody
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Solja's be camoflaugin'
Hittin blocks realla, they be bout ridin
YOu get chopped realla, at any timein'
Cuz in THAT NOLIA they play tha game raw
No more beats closin shop when the beef start
Ah, ah, I don't think you're ready for these niggaz
LDTC-6 coated wild willas
Head bustas, and wig spltitas where I'm from
Choppas max, with red dots in the drum
Playinin it raw with dope
That's how we play it, duckin Chris, flat top & big red
Wootay ain't nothin nice
Spin corners in broad light, can't move stiff like ice
Get killed if the price on yo face, me & Juve burn with case, from the scene
with fled
Take hits like black & moe did back in the dayz
At night in tha nolia, niggaz be in tha hallwayz
We release with ammunition when our beef is in site
Way up in your jurisdiction bout to turn up the light
NO vest, no chest wootay jeopardize your life
Now we ain't gotta explain to ya, this for everybody
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Nigga done flashed up, I had to deal with the bitch
Catch em' down bad, and put some steel on tha bitch
Let em' know this young nigga, ain't to be fucked wit
2 time I'm comin through, 1 time you gettin ya wig split
When I release, aimin straight for your top
Non stop hollin purse nigga, you gon' drop
THA MAGNOLIA chest opena', glock toatera', block soakera'
Down for a murdera'
In tha rover, choppin ya down, put your sets up nigga
Represent that uptown
Fuckin wit theze real boyz, I'ma kill ya
You don't want me hot at you, you know I'ma GORILLA
I've been trained to get way low in the mud
Molded on tha streets and used to runnin wit thugs
Nigga you fuck wit Turk, you gotta fuck wit me what
Where is you gonna be when them boks (reeboks) in tha mud
Don't make me come down there and show one of you bitches
Don't make me come down there and blow one of you bitches
We release with ammunition when our beef is in site
Way up in your jurisdiction, bout to turn up the light
No vest, no chest wootay, jeopardize your life
Now we ain't got to explain it to ya, this for everybody
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya side up nigga, throw ya side up
But throw ya ward up, nigga throw ya ward up
We release with ammunition when our beef is in site
Way up in your jurisdiction, bout to turn up the light
No vest, no chest wootay, jeopardize your life
Now we ain't got to explain it to ya, this for everybody
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
Throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
But throw ya sets up nigga, throw ya sets up
We release wit ammunition...we release wit ammunition
When our beef is in site...when our beef is in site...
We release wit ammunition when our beef is in site
We release wit ammunition when our beef is in site

Top Juvenile, Welcome 2 Tha Section

Is you bout what I brang nigga?
Biggety-bang nigga?
Get it through your head before I let it rang nigga
Whoa nigga, you ain't a friend, you a foe,
Hoe nigga, I gotta let the pistol go,
Show niggas, that I ain't the one to blow on,
I told ya nigga with the four four I get it on,
I roll with niggas, that tote big chrome,
Uptown V.L. off top niggas bustin' domes,
Paper chasin', racin', to six figures,
The law bitchin', I'm catchin' cases totin' triggers,
Smokin' niggas, all theyself Locin' niggas,
I'm chokin' off the optimal still ropin' niggas,
Scopin' niggas, cuz I'm the same broke nigga,
Snort dope but I still maintain sellin' coke,
Spin dressin' holder, blunt smoker,
Snort a lil' doper, A.K. toter,
I'm a spittin' I'm a solja,
Take it off your shoulder,
Respect nigga I'm a solja, take it off your shoulder,
Uptown clown, gettin' so dirty,
Respect my fuckin' mind, gotta get my 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 pluck ya,
Struck ya, wasn't beware of the headbusters
Headbusters, wig splitters, one time,
Hot Boys committin' that crime,
Welcome to the section of the Hot Boys,
Look out for the infrared dot boy
S.K.'s, choppers, that's how we play,
Ride all day, give up your spot for much yay
I hear ya got it, shop close, we hit'cha block,
Unload the glock, seventeen, we leavin' ya hot,
Bodies drop, no more shop, in this spot,
I made it hot bustin' with the glock non-stop
I'm full of that block, a young G about my cheese,
Jackin' for keys, frontin' back to real G's,
Tryin' to make my mill, freeze, slip you get killed,
The shit's real act a donkey behind a dope house deal,
Straight from Uptown, real niggas we in the Wild,
Yellow tape style, bound to make the nine growl,
Bodies found in the dumpster, by the youngsters,
Shouldn't trust a, Uptown head buster
Where the villains be, is where I stand,
I'm comin' with that tillery, up in my hand
Showin' you bitches the reason, that I'm the man,
I'm stoppin' you hoes from breathin', you understand?
Comin' with that A.K., full of that pure,
A cold night in February I had that bitch like New Year,
You better watch me cuz I be comin',
With the drummin', a chopper, or a street sweeper or somethin',
Bitch I'ma represent, my .45 pay the rent,
You bitch you, you fuck with me it's a must you get'cha issue,
I'ma be standin', in the Magnolia with the cannon,
And sure to start damage,
Watchin' these niggas, cuz they donkeys and fools too,
Might look like they spooked, but don't let them niggas fool you,
Every breath that I breathe would be beef, so I snorted,
Then proceeded to make my enemy's life short, bout that,
Pistol play, fuck what a nigga say,
Two-twenty three's then breathe fire out the hallway,
I found myself up in other niggas beef,
Know that them T.C. niggas would die for me,
We probably be,
In an all-black fist full of that bitch,
And a stroller suburban on the blitz, tryin' to get rich
If in my way, I'm gone funk ya,
Imagine your body deteiorating in a dumpster,
What you gone do? Ain't no runnin' when the Mafia finds ya,
I'ma, UPS your death like the Unibomber,
I can't sleep, I got so much beef in the game,
Every hotel that I change I use an alias name,
Me and B.G. on a hunt, full of that pluck,

Top Juvenile, In My Life

Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls
lil children, dogs and cats
right now, you are listening to the incredible drum patterns of
DJ Mannie Fresh
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN !
Mannie: I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels,
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds,
Got alot of drinks, steppin out, gators, coca-cola mink
Juvenile: I Need it in my life, I want it in my life
come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life
Its ya nigga Juve, from the magnolia, still loakin,
You ho's gon' know whats up with me
Bust the pussy open
Loose titty, loose booty,
round down and up,
if a gangsta can't touch it, what you bouncin it fo'
Now give me leway, watch how a G play
Watch how my name get caught up in the he and she say
Its UTP day, we with the streets may
They represent us when they hear us at the DJs
Break bread with me nigga, is ya mad with me
though we was beefin , your supposed to spend your cash with me
I'm in here last with me, hold me down, give me a whip, give me
a bitch and let her blow me down,
I'm so gutter, I'm so slick, i'm so grimey
I promise you something, I bet you gon find me
I'm a eat, purchase, whatever I please
CO, give me the keys, aww please, I need two of these
I'm a be so courageous,
and so contagious,
Until my fucking rap sheets gonna recieve mo' pages,
Listen to Juve cuz this my year mon' (my year mon')
Invision I'm bout to kick it in here mon' (in here mon')
Don't you see the Soldiers and Bauds when I appear mon' (appear mon')
About being written on my face cuz I don't fear none (don't fear none)
Me and my team got a scheme to go light the block up,
Skip, Smoove put in work and wacko poppin the chopper
I Scream the "U" cuz I mean it,
the only difference is you be throwing your set up when you screamin
I Seen it, Man all of the obstacles that I been through,
what make you think i'm a be scared of a bitch like you,
I'm ya dog, let me get it all consign me,
you ain't paid them last people yet,
dog don't even remind me,
I gain knowlege, my game polished, and it is obvious
you can't block it, you can't knock it, this is profit
Can I untape the clips and chill ?
Show my niggers its real,
Can my people shop in Beverly Hills,
I got alot of work I know thats gonna be ahead of me still,
But my peace mentality gon' keep me ahead in the field
Pardon me, but I got paper to chase,
Now cut thru the talking and bring me straight to the safe,
I know where the cameras at and I'm destroying the tape,
I'm not leaving no evidence for the forensics to trace,
I had a problem on my hand, a few bills I had been payin',
I figured about a lil'bit less than 75 grand,
and my dog Rocky, caught a nickel for a pistol,
Its serious when the federales comin' to get you,
Life is at a standstill, all change in this damn field,
What you say, can get you and ya mans killed,
This my last chance to come up, this gotta be it,

Top Juvenile, Sunshine

Whoa-ohh-oh-ohh.. come down now rude bwoy
Little Weezy Wez, try and take over as the rude bwoy now
I got a gold two thousand Jag, and customized Cadillac
(I got some shit with 17's on the front, and 20's on the back)
My mom in a mansion, and my dad in a truck
(Player my sister in a 2001 tinted and rimmed up)
I take care of my baby mommas like we still together
(When my brother get out of jail man I'ma buy him whatever)
Credit in my yellow gold in exchange for white
(Y'all saw me at the Source Awards, wasn't that shit like tight?)
Cartier frames with wood grain on the ear
(V.S.O.P. Hennessy, so save y'all fuckin beers)
A diehard nigga, a 3rd Ward nigga
(7th Ward hardhead ready for war nigga)
A Cash Money clown, tattooed and scarred nigga
(I ain't bitchin up for nar' one of y'all funky ass niggaz)
Princess cuts, baguettes and marquises - what that say?
(Bad motherfuckin baguettes in Chinese)
Sunshine - in the middle of the night
Sunshine - with baguettes so bright
Sunshine - every place that I be
Sunshine - all of ya bwoys know me
We be holdin the Cristal high so you can see
The princess cutted Presidential Roley
Sho' Lil, won'tcha scratch the Rover, with the block TV
(You lyin) Six in the headrest, all got new TV's
Well look the other hand, holdin a blunt real high
So you can see the Wonder Woman bracelet sunshine
2000, Navigation on 19 inches
My mom in the 6 I ain't out ya penny pincher
God Bless Wayne, when I set foot on the scene
I make you take a triple take, at the bling, the bling bling (what?)
Iced out sparklin millionaire on the flo'
Hittin these hoes with shit they never seen befo'
Now when you see my neck, you could just say ooh
That Hot Boy from Cash Money's a fool
In our platinum Benzes with the cat eyes (eyes)
Flat screens in my crib with the flat I's (I's)
Hold up - there go Wayne, everybody be quiet
Oh my God! He's drivin from the passenger's side
Million dollar conversation when I talk I'm shinin
Nigga I.. puh, puh - spit out diamonds
I change the grill on my truck so I don't blend with niggaz
A young cat like me with Bill Clinton figures
I'ma expensive nigga, drive Bentleys nigga
(?) got it dropped on twenty inches nigga
Best type got navigation system nigga
VCR, PlayStation, televisions nigga
You know stuntin is a habit, chrome on the Navi
TV's in that rear headrest to entertain the traffic
They call me the hot man, got the block on lock man
All my cars chopped man, all my trucks drop man
Trunk full of knock man, wrist full of rocks man
Pants full of glocks man, sunshine spot man
Now you can catch me sunshinin on the lake on Sunday
What's happenin Fresh?
Don't fight, Sunny Delight - it's beautiful
Where, nigga, where you, where you be sunshinin at?
Yeah I be sunshin up in my, new Cadillac truck
Or my new 2000 Jaguar, ya know me
My lil nigga Weezy went and got Baby on his right arm
and Suga Slim on his left arm, whatchu think about that Jesus?
(That's wonderful) Hahaha (that's lovely) that's true
What, we gon' let, lovely take it out with his
R&B; album bout to come out, he don't give a fuck about a bitch..
Sunshine is a sport man..

Top Juvenile, Spittin' Game

Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out.
Niggas steady getting chopped
Losin they life behind stupid shit
Ain't that a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig split
And it's a shame
Killin' has became a fame
I cannot see my brains layin
On the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline
Chop 'em down
Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around
and, it's t-shirt land
when niggas ain't playin'
Got a chrome glock got it cocked
Red dot on yo' knot
As I pop
Nonstop
Till you drop
Pronounced dead
On the spot
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the next
If ya disrespect
I ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it
Hollow points bullets racin' it
Niggas ain't makin' it
When I bust
Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trust
If you bust, when I spray
Head for shelter
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya
A lot of punk niggas try to play hard
Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgue
Better be cool if you don't, that's all on you.
16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope
Transportin' ki's in the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the police
And I'm a thug on the street
Yeah I score from Slim and B
10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the halves
Goin' for 2 G's
UPT connect, bout stackin', leave ya wet
Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in check
Big body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's a piece
4 and a half, 2 G's, but I'll take 18
Got some niggas on my team bout head bussin' and green
Flippin' ????? G's, hoopties, to benzies
I get my ki's, from my uncle KC
He's a Magnolia soldier
Be in 10 in Angola
Shoot out in that 'Nolia
Knock ya head off ya shoulders
I ain't about no playin
When I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight back to the hot block
Flight in a half
If I'm out there bad I might cut you in half
UTP tatooed it, across my stomach stay booted
Look I'm a looter, holdin' the Ruger
Or a 6 shooter
On Tuesdays and Thursdays
You better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' them people
Staked out the area, and rob the chinese store
Do it like it's legal, I heard heads in power
Bitches want the dope dick children and cop blockers
Niggas in the cut with ski masks lookin' for me
I'm on top of the roof with a chopper watchin' em too
Fuck with me your mans urge get in his curtains
Now send ya people
To the TC and we gon' hurt 'em
I'm seein' niggas
Shootin like that heavy on 'bauds and tens
I'm in the Chevy with B.G. and our girlfriends
Park 'round the corner leave ya gun and creep slow
Look bitch this ain't the night show, lay it down hoe
Ya think I'm playin, ask Baby and Slim how I can
Hook me up I don't have time for no games
Look here I stompin in this bitch
I'm chompin' a new fit
I'm bound to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dick
Look at what ya facin partner
A whole nation
Of niggas that's mind damaged
????? paper chasin'
With that iron I'ma roll wit em
Mama don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga
They got a place for me
See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands
Tryin' to rain clout and third ward public housin'
Uptown streets is where all my ends meet
Give me 9 9 G tryin' to see my destiny
I do it all to ball drop the phone if I call
See I'm livin' real large eventhough I'm real small
But don't let that fool ya
Money rules everything around me
Creepin up silent behind ya that's where ya find me
I ain't hear for a lil
I want the whole damn spot
I cock my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the top
Nigga be runnin' with money
Things you doin' I done done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it comin
Slugs hummin' chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser
Infrared fled big bread money maker
Pop a slug barrell shaker for big paper
Big ballin' life taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, bank televancin' big bankin
Bust 'em ???? em, left stankin' ship sankin'
Ain't no such thing like see another nigga come up
But if I don't know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya own
See how quick model homes leave home and ????
Roam to the top, slip up and get buck
Get out my way, fo' I spray
I'm tryin' to live up
Young thugger, baby gangsta
Thug or get popped
Off top
Aim my pistol straight for head shots
I release the safety, if ya chase me
Best waste me
Don't hunt bitch down in ya way
Or ya make me
Reverse the game and wax that ass
Stop you from playin'
I clear yo block on that ass
Nigga wonder why I stress
Uptowns the place
It's the best
We got weapons that'll go through ya vest
Get left wet
Disrespect it's beef fo sho
Got back up, from the Mac Melph Calio
You got coke, and don't wanna go broke
VL it
Cuz around me bitch I'm doin bad ya can't sell it
B.G. terrorize
4 niggas ya dig
Bitch niggas get split
If you got change on ya wig
I'll take the hit
Real fast and quick
226 my clique Cash Money the shit
Project heroes
Bout 6 zeroes
Makin' records is the front we got 10 kilos
Unload reload
If ya ball you fall
If I jack you I don't want half I want all
Stand tall for mine
Nuts hang I'm real
My skills outstandin'
Kill or be killed
Niggas out to give me the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing

Top Juvenile, Something Got 2 Shake

I put my trust in myself and my 9 first
Y'all niggaz second, third, and fourth because I'm first
Can't you tell I never had nothin'
Down to my last 5 dollars, ready to snatch somethin'
If them people catch me I'm goin' to jail fo' sho'
My old lady ain't gon' be sendin' me no mail no mo'
While I be askin' my lawyers, "When they gon' let me go?"
He be tellin' me, "Just be cool until you go to court"
Get out, back to the bricks, it's the same old shit
Niggaz got 2.50 a piece goin' half on a nick
Back and forth to keys, but the Lil Weezy handle purchase
Popeye's for the ballers, the ghetto eatin' Church's
Shop always open 'cause nobody never closes
Some of 'em like that needle, some play with they noses
I ain't nothin' like a candle light dinner, wine and roses
Niggaz tryin' to run throught they packets to get some mo' shit
Somethin' gotta shke nigga
I'ma bake a cake nigga
Run with all the reall niggaz
Jack all of the fake niggaz
My hallways full of piss
Nigga say he gon' break me off, he full of shit
That's why I got that chopper in the back full of clips
About to go and hit a whole stash full of bricks
All my niggaz gone, I'm the last in the click
I gotta get my hands on some cash and a whip
I gotta do somethin', look
Cause this ain't gonna last long, gotta get my cash on
Come upon a superfire lick and get my ass home
Ain't thinkin' about jumpin' out Lex's and Benzes
With the TV's, and the CD's, and 20 inch 'renzes
Look here, my situation ain't the best in the world
I'm a snake like the rest of you niggaz, full of that Guerl
Wodie, c'mon and get your skull cracked, tryin' to erase me
I got iron ready to warbat, and it's all for safety
Muthafucka might come, but he better come correct
Cause I ain't aimin' at nothin' else but you' head and yo' chest
Put a hit on a bitch, ain't got no time for no bullshit
Nigga outta line, we kill'd the bitch
Now, in my city, they burn, baby burn
4 found dead, and they burn, baby burn
I don't have no question, we all must learn
To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn
I got that work nigga, all y'all know the rules
I don't play, I'm a mastermind, it's a Big Tymer, fool
Pay up when you been fronted work, that's the rule
Rolls parked, I play this game with no law
Red Beam, hot ones pointed straight to your jaw
A nigga must pay, I'm tryin' to see a better day
Went to Miami bought that Azora anyway
Three time loser totin' tools, nigga that's the rules
Just the chance I gotta take on these streets fool
Flippin' chickens, corner spitin', hardtimes a fool
Manny Fresh:
Somethin' gotta shake nigga
I'ma bake a cake nigga
Run with all the real niggaz
Click-Clack all of the fake niggaz
Lay it down

Top Juvenile, Lil' Daddy

Whoa! C'mon Whoa! I hear you niggaz heart pumpin
c' mon, whoa!, whats up, whoa! U.T.P, U.T.P
he gotta be in too much 'bout everything that he touch
out of the roof money get packed up and moved in the truck
kill me if you feel I ain't worthy
I inherited skills from murky niggaz that's as real as my Saints jersey
I stand here posted in the worst of times
knowing niggaz after me, gonna rehearse my grind
I'm not a prophet, but I could teach you how to cock it and pop it
and how to put some money in your pocket
you see something you like go 'head and cop it
but watch it, niggaz gone knock it
trying to get you for your paper when them bitches is jockin'
you might do lil' daddy like that, but this is not him
don't look for your people to help you, my niggaz done shot them
my people done told me I could roll
I got a reputation for beating niggaz and hoes
stickin' to the G code, 'tees, 'rees, and 'bows
pop a Ex, smoke a blunt, if you believe it then Whoa!
Whoa! I got to get it Lil Daddy (so keep your hands up)
Whoa! I got to have it Lil Daddy (so keep your hands up)
Whoa! I got to get it Lil Daddy, I got to have it Lil Daddy
I want that brand new Caddy
I'm way over the top with mines
I used to bag it up and take it to the block sometimes
Poor niggaz be eating pork, rich niggaz be eating steak
I'ma get me a Porterhouse nigga, you just wait
you couldn't step on my toes if you was standing 6' 8"
It's mister 400 bitches so get that shit straight
You better talk to your hoe 'fore I put dick in her face
look, I'm wild Magnolia, she better get in her place
I ain't a law abiding citizen, I gets ignorant
I got a trail of niggaz telling cops what I did to them
I ain't lookin for no poppers, ain't looking for no partners
I'm looking for mo' choppers to get rid of mo' problems
all I got is my ball and my words
my momma, my daddy, my chil'ren, my gun, and my herb
shit, they got a lot of killers I know
but ain't too many gon' make it to see 2004, whoa!
I tried to play the backround as mcuh as I could
cause all the big mouth niggaz be gettin knocked in the hood
remeber them lil' niggaz? they done grew up now
So 'ret street and marching turned into a clocked up dump
we scam on shit because we love that sound
we not concerned about waiting unitl the night come 'round
hey lil' mama I'm a gorilla, let me pipe that down
(puffing sound) yeah, you like that now
I'm a professional, the mountaineer of the streets
I got old timers paying close attention to me
I could get your shit split for the minimum fee (yeah)
fucking with them niggaz, got a ten for a ki'
got a few princess cuts on the watch and the piece
I'll put it on your ass for a profit, capiche?
don't get mad 'cause I've been cocking your niece
she been giving head and eating pussy like a lot of the freaks

Top Juvenile, Lil Boyz

Huh...
You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot
You lil boyz don't wanna do nothin' but hang on tha block
Yoy lil boyz ain't ready to go to tha pen
You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men
You lil boyz better stay in your place
You lil boyz ain't gon' be scared until you catch you a case
You lil boyz be out here sniffin' that furl
You lil boyz gotta get loaded just to go in that world
You lil boyz had better hit you a lick
You lil boyz shouldn't have ta ask another nigga for shit
You lil boyz don't even respect your momma
You lil boyz don't even have tha sense to be a Big Tymer
You lil boyz swear to God it's a game
You lil boyz gotta kill somethin' and get you a name
You lil boyz always be makin' a scene
You lil boyz wanna be grown, and you're still in your teens
Look, you lil boyz better slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout to go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look, you lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout to go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
You lil boyz better clear tha block
'Cause somebody done ran in my money spot
Cock tha glocks, we prepared to pop
Can't let it slide 'cause these lil boyz ain't right
Somebody gon' die tonight when we ride tonight
I'ma clear your set if I heard your name up in my mess
Best make a set trap, bust back with booby traps
You're outta line if you're playin' with mine
Fuck these bezzel bitch niggas gon' meet tha devil
Lil boyz don't know they playin' with rainy weather
Fuckin' with my cheddar
B.G., Wayne, Juvie, Big Tymers, whatever
But, however, if I could do
I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool
You lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha cut, it's 'bout ta go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look
Check it out, check it out
You lil boyz make it happen, pack up y'all shit
You lil boyz need to go ahead on and quit, see
You lil boyz know y'all time is up
You lil boyz need to (gimme gimme gimme) get tha fuck
You lil boyz kinda like had '99
But look, you lil boyz from today to lights out, it's mine
You lil boyz need ta (???) with y'all's friends
You lil boyz really women with paws like mens
You lil boyz stay out mine and worry 'bout yurn
You lil boyz is tha right hook for this song 'cause y'all children
You lil boyz need to stop stealin' my beats
You lil boyz think a producer won't take y'all off y'all feets
You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty
You lil boyz add that up: zero zero zero comma, aw, fuck it, it's plenty
You lil boyz tell y'all baby-momma I'm back in town
You lil boyz smiles done turned into frowns
Look, look,
When.. I.. ride.. dog
Chopper.. be on.. my.. side.. dog
Niggas betta run.. duck.. hide.. dog
'Cause I'm about to let.. bullets.. fly.. dog
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma, and shoot off in your.. wife, nigga
Look, ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
Keep sprayin'.. tha MAC-11.. burst
Hit 'em where it.. hurts
I'ma shoot.. first
Soak his.. shirt (ksshhh!)
Blood all over tha place
Hit tha block, have thugs all over tha place
It's Lil' Wayne, nigga, whoa now
If you don't think you can hang, nigga, slow down
Look, look,
'Cause you lil boyz need ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down
Here come them niggas: soulja, Reebok, and Girbaud down
There's no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds
Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down
Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down
Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha court, it's 'bout ta go down

Top Juvenile, Shake Dat Azz (If You Are A Player)

If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up
If you a woman that's in love then give your man up
If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up
If you a woman that's in love then give your man up
First Verse:
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh",
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Over there ungh, Over here ungh,
And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear,
Over there ungh, Over here ungh,
And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga
Bridge One:
Man, I don't know what the fuck wrong with y'all,
Y'all must got a problem,
Y'all shouldn't be scared to roll with that nigga Juvenile
Second Verse:
Now when the sun goes down in the C.J. Peete,
I'ma hit the door, lookin' for me a H-O-E,
The first bitch I see, I step to her quick,
I'm tryin' to find a way that I can run up in her shit,
Now she don't wanna have no conversation,
She sayin' I'm beginning to be an aggrevation,
Called her boyfriend, he was comin' out the store,
He walked up to me and confronted me about the hoe
I said "Look here the bitch was standin' so I thought she didn't have a man",
"So let's get that an understanding",
He looked at me crazy, figured he could fake me,
I reached in my draws and quickly grabbed the three eighty,
Now he's another nigga gone,
Lovin' these hoes, you fuck with me and now it's on,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air,
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air,
I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty,
I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty
I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty,
I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Where you at Bitch?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Bitch where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
Ride, ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride, ride,
Ride,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
Where the parties at? Where the parties at?
Where the parties at? Where the parties at?
I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga,
Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers,
I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga,
Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers,
Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool,
So me and the crew, can chill with a brew,
Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool,
So me and the crew, can chill with a brew,
Just relax yourself, to that crazy, cool, wicked
Naughty sounding mellow fellow Juvenile,
Cuz he's cold as cheese

Top Juvenile, Rock Like That

U.T.P. in the buildin'
Sinista on the motherfuckin' track, nigga...
I'm ridin' dirty, way low to the grass
Whole hood payin' attention to me showin' my ass
I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up
I sold my whole thang 'cause my dude and them pulled up
They talkin' about a nigga like a hurricane forecast
Boy kinda ignorant but he could move the coke fast
To hell with the talkin' nigga, we could go do it
The package right here nigga, let's roll through it
I'm down South bred, that's what my mamma and my daddy say
Acts like New York and smoke cush the Cali way
Gutter, I hustled the corner, cuts and alleyways
Word mean nothin' to me, I'm goin' that-a-way
I got a dynasty and I ain't throwin' that away
I've been investin' my rhyme up on my strategy
And I don't feel that it's time to put the strap away
It's either that or just I'm full of that Alizee
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These U.T.P. niggaz we rock like that
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These Magnolia niggaz we rock like that
You can get it quick to your head, homeboy
I don't think you wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama
I don't think you wanna fuck with me
I don't cut no corners to jip for no figures
I ain't kissin' no ass to live with no nigga
I don't need this rap shit, bitch I'm in these streets
When Cash Money didn't pay me, I still got sleep
Get capped, you're on the phone, tell her I need the teeth
To set the nigga up to get his Jesus piece
She used to run it with Nate Dean, now she's a beast
Got her daughter sellin' pussy for a G at least
I move a lil' work, ain't nothin' to brag on
Somethin' to keep me nice and my homie to tag on
24 inch shoes on the rag on
I got shit poppin' in my hood and I'm that strong
Fiends keep smokin', please don't quit
You want another hit? - fiend on this
But watch it, the gun is under the shirt now
Me lead love and me will keep sendin' the work down
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These U.T.P. niggaz we rock like that
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These Magnolia niggaz we rock like that
You can get it quick to your head, homeboy
I don't think you wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama
I don't think you wanna fuck with me
Keep it trill, keep it gangsta, pimpin' keep it 100
Before a nigga be done got killed and I'm the one who done it
I'm in H-Town baby, the home of the hoe sale
Where niggaz don't just give you a brick
They give you the whole deal
Drug deals goin' down at ten dollar motels
Keep it on the down-low 'cause somebody might go tell
Like it, get you what you need, just have yo' mail
And send your people 'round here so I can get some more sale
Know that I got more yayo that most niggaz goin'
I'm gettin' it from the same niggaz bringin' all the 'dro in
I'm 'bout to get it dropped off, I'ma let you know when
("Shit, I'm tryin' to spend like fifty wit ya, dogg)
Shit, fo' sho' then
Bring your money with you, counted and wrapped up
And move like you 'sposed to be movin' because we strapped up
Don't get yourself clapped up for no reason
Cause we won't hesitate when it come down to the squeezin'
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These 3rd Coast niggaz we rock like that
Cause we rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These Rap-A-Lot niggaz we rock like that
You can get it quick to your head, homeboy
I don't think you wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama

Top Juvenile, Rich Niggaz

Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why
Cash Money, Rich Niggaz
Look
Loud pipes, big rims
Nigga, that's my life
When I pull up at the club sorry that's my night
I know a lot of haters probably sayin that that's not right
Well, my diamonds so much bigger
So, that's my life
Gleam, gleam
Now, only carry big face and you hear the ching, ching
Now, you can ask your wife and she will say the same thing
And your children be amazed when they see me on the big screen
Ha, ha, ha
I crack myself up
I know I talk lot but I can back myself up
Got a little house on the beach that's where I shack myself up
You ain't really got more money than me
Think about it
Let's just say somebody gave me a check to think about it
So I just bought a new Rollie and got to take a link up out it
And me with no ice is like a Prince concert that ain't crowded
They see the Beam, and the truck, and the B-12
And we was next
Then that's when I pull up in the B-E-L
Le-Le-Lex
I'm on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Juvenile used to be R-E-T-A bound
Now I be bustin these bitches head when I come 'round
Acting like a nigga that ain't never had shit
Look into my bed sayin that's a mad hit
I'll damned if these diamonds and golds ain't shinin
My Rollie ain't mine and my bank ain't climbin
You lookin at a multi-millionaire in the flesh
Might don't have it now, but I just got me a check
I can walk it like I talk it, play it how I say it
Teach it like I preach it; now, put that in your head
Nigga, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand - ain't nuttin
Smoke a pound, pop the Cristal and drink somethin
Meet me in the casino, way in the back
Losin money like a motherfucker, still shooting craps
Tomorrow I'll be back, I got millionaire status
We make so much money IRS be lookin at us
I got more ends than Bonnie have in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the baddest hoes after me
Picture me, a young nigga bawling out of control
Playing with millions, laying in condos
Nigga I shine, shine through the fucking week
The flyiest ride with crystal in the passenger seat
Don't hate me, 'cause I'm a little bawler
Got more weight than Angola
Fucking your girl Carla
Nigga I stunt,
And I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more
Chest lit up like the oaks
>From the diamonds I sport
Yo, I can't be touched
Don't think I'm too much, nigga I'm rich what the fuck
Rolex crushed out with the bezel
And all the foes that get close to me got to be on my schedule
I got so much money
I don't know what to do
Buy isles and cars
And break bread with my crew
I'm on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
B.G. on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Uh, uh, uh
Hear me
It's like, monkey see, monkey do
Rolling with the Cash Money Runners I stay true
Cause when were running and climbing on the million-dollar scene
Holding together, mo-de-ming, mo-de-ming
When I bring out the rubber around the Hummer
??? Benz, or in the Lex Bubble
When I start they said I had no fame
Now all the girls just end up calling my name
10 G's to ???
Fax the contract to big Cash Money
Cause you know this whole clique right with me
They're right with me
Sip-pe-di-dy
Won't count the diamonds just around my neck
X amount-a dollars on a bankroll check
If you want to really come and sing with me
Those that got me wicked, then I do some free

Top Juvenile, Pass Azz Nigga

Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
[Juvenile]
Everybody wanna be a real azz nigga
Sometimes they wanna fight cha
Sometimes they pull the trigger
Everybody wanna be a real azz nigga
Sometimes they wanna fight cha
Sometimes they pull the trigger
What does it take to be a real azz nigga?
You coward azz nigga, you fake azz nigga
First thing, you gotta be down, ya heard me
So listen to your ma and don't get mad trying to serve me
Now a days niggas be starting a rappin
Jealous out they're mouth cause they know what I'm stressing
It's true, niggas take me way way back
To my home, to my home, to my ma and my mac
I love my boys they have alot of respect yah
I be Juvenile, I'll never forget ya
[Juvenile]
Now I'm about to talk about these niggas
The ones that talk alot of shit and make their rump a little bigger
If you be stutterin, you a pass azz nigga,
pass azz nigga, a pass azz nigga
If you don't like me, you a pass azz nigga,
pass azz nigga, a pass azz nigga
Now I'm about to talk about these niggas
The ones that talk alot of shit and make their rump a little bigger
If you be stutterin, you a pass azz,
pass azz, a pass azz nigga
If you don't like me, you a pass azz,
pass azz, a pass azz nigga
[Juvenile]
Niggas are droppin
Police is stoppin
They jump in your car
Just to see who you are
So I'm a pass azz nigga
Just come and handcuff a nigga
Pass azz, pass azz, pass coward azz nigga
[Juvenile]
The niggas in my hood ain't nuttin but hustlers
You say you might be down, but we still don't trust ya
We knew his face, we didn't know his name
Bout to show this motherfucker we true to the game
My boy grabbed a nine and I grabbed a 47
A 37 and grabbed a mack 11
We see these fellas trying creepin our tape
Put fire on his ass and blew the fucker away
He tried to run, but we caught him on the melia
Had to take him out cause he's a pass azz nigga
Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga
I can't stand no pass azz nigga
Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga
I can't stand no pass azz nigga
Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga
[Juvenile]
Where ya from, Where ya from
I come, I come from right out the magnolia
Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia
Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia
Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
[Juvenile]
You used to be real, you used to be down
But you turned a bitch when quick left town
You used to be in the clan, and all that cest
But now I heard you even less
Like a nigga like me out from the magnolia
When you like a bitch, and went out like a solja
Everytime I see you all in the mess
You got the slugs in your mouth, swear to god, you a pimp
With your shine ass car and nothin left
Got niggas selling boards and mef's
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
Pass Azz Nigga
(Juvenile talks till end)

Top Juvenile, Outside (Skit)

Man 1: Man, bitch i just bumped into my dawg juve, now bitch he gave me 3 invitations to his big bash tonight.
Female: Who Juve!?
Man 1: Yeeeah, man. What, you aint know?
Female:Whaaaaat, i know a bitch can be down.
Man 1: Man you can be down, you can come around, you can sit down. I'll tell you what... you be ready for 12 midnight, exactly midnight, cause
I - I got a invitation at 6, we got to be.. in there.
Female: Fo sho, imma get me in there.
Man 1: Yeah you got that, i'll tell you what... you just go home and get sexy... and uhh, we gon' come and get you tonight.
Man 2: Man i dont know why you done sold that broad that dream, man.
Man 1: Man, what you talkin bout?
Man 2: You know you dont know them people, man !
Man 1: Now there you go again with this foolishness man.
Man 2: Man you aint know them people 3 years ago man. We got chased off the port, I done been - been, chased by chinese people.
Man 1: You didnt get caught!
Man 2: Yeah, you got cornered too, but we still didnt get in the party man.
Man 1: I- I handled that,I- I took care of that though. But look, i'll tell you what... look at this- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2 : Yeah, you got beat up to take care of it, man !! They- they beat you so bad.. they had to let us in. And then the party was over after we walked in.
Man 1: I was the superstar that night, though.
Man 2: Yeah, you was super stupid.
Man 1: I might've walked funny, but I was the superstar that night.
Man 2: Super stupid. Imma roll with you, cause you my dawg.
Man 1: Right, right, thats all- thats all im ask- thats all im asking, thats all im asking.
Man 2: Cause I know we aint gettin in this party, cause I know you dont know none of them people.
Man 1: Man, I know Juvenile, I know his brother, I know lil... I-I-- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2: Whats his brother name?
Man 1: Ummm..- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2: Man, you dont know them people.
Man 1: Alright, I..., man you aint even much gotta cut me off like that.
Man 2: Cause you dont know 'em, man.
Man 1 : Alright, alright, alr-.. Imma know 'em tonight though.
Man 2: Alright bruh. What time you want me to pick you up, dawg?
Man 1: I told her 12, so you can come get me for.. 11:30, so it can look like I'm driving.
Music fades off.

Top Juvenile, Outro - Let's Go

f/ Baby, Lac, Steppa, Mike, Sickwitit, Big G
[Baby talking]
Whut's happ'n, whut up G(G-G)(H-B-G's nigga)believe dat Hot Boy fo life
Nigga, we gon' do this for all tha projects around tha world right
(Mag, Melph, Callio)H-B-G's, B-G-F, we ridin out on this Project English
Whut's up G, nigga speak on it(we ride for tha projects)I'm bout to give
These niggas some live entertainment(B-G-F, H-B-G's muthafucka)
[Baby]
Whodi, uh, jump shop let's do this, bitch get wit this
Hot Boys, slow down lil' daddy fo' I hit you wit this cannon
Who, huhn, what, where
Lil' daddy you can stop & stare
Do ya thang ya fool, bitch I been here, I grew here, bitch I been here
Hot Girls, Hot Boys
Bling blingin', ridin' in them new toys
Weezy, Geezy, Turk, Superstar
We dippin' ridin' in them new toys
Juvy's Project English
Baby, bitch I mean this
[Big G talking]
This Big G, get wit em Killa star
[Lac]
I'm from tha Nolia where foot soldiers ride Benz & shit
Where cut throaters always posin' as yo friends & shit
Where news reporters bulletproof they camera lens & shit
A trigger click over & over behind them ends & shit
Yeah all this time had yall thinkin' that it was cool uptown
Like a nigga don't lose they life from them tools uptown
Every night a different nigga catch tha blues uptown
It's so trife young students shoot up schools uptown
An A-T-F kickin' in do's atleast twice a week
It's like I'm hustlin' fo' my health, I can't get past a ki
I'm either duckin' tha po po' or tied up in beef
I'm bangin' up this slow poke who got caught in tha streets
[Steppa talking]
Bitch yall think this a game, Baby ain't playin, he doin' this here
Yall know me, Steppa ya dig, I ain't just start doin' this here
I been around ya dig what I'm sayin', I come from tha old school
I was taught this ya heard me & he know ya dig what I'm sayin'
Whatever, killin', whatever, ya dig
Sick wit it, ain't no joke
Tell em what time it is Mike
[Mike talking]
This Mike straight out tha pen, just from doin' ten
Originial head busta, 3rd Ward Hot Boy
[Sickwitit talking]
This that Sickwitit ya heard me, straight out that Melph
Yall muthafuckas better recpect it cause Cash Money done hooked up wit
A real killa, a head busta ya heard me, I'm a H-B-G & we rollin wit tha
B-G-F's ya heard me, so you better get wit it or I'm gonna get wit you
Ya heard Me
[Big G talking]
This Big G nigga, O-G Cash Money Hot Boy fo' life nigga respect it or
Check it, get wit it nigga
[Baby talking]
Fa sho' homie & Elden I'm ridin' for ya & all these gangstas that We
Forgot & didn't get a chance to get on it, we ridin' for ya, time out
For ya, Cash Money Hot Boy, Project English baby, lets get this money

Top Juvenile, Off The Top

Verse 1
Woodie we get down but to a certain extent
All that cha shoin' with them hoes be gettin my name bent
I'm showin' you love but I love my money even mo
Disrespect me or play me off the top you gotta go
My people made me we aint gettin down no mo
Look that aint how its 'posed to be but thats the way its gone go
I aint with that front shit
That playin' with gun shit
That fuckin' with niggas who think they run shit
All that tongue shit
When my gone click, niggas silencin' down
You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now
Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me bone
And he gettin' on my nerves, I'm bout to go in his home
Bitch my brother aint no hoe
Bitch my mother aint no hoe
Bitch my father aint no hoe
Why you try ta play me like a hoe
Shit, I matter as well just go head on and bust his head
Cuz them people gone give me the charge anyway
If ya come up late
Now tell'em bout that beemer I got
Tell'em bout that new home I got
Tell'em bout that cousins on crome I got
You ta show ya shit
Thats why you showed you was a bitch
Now you runnin with yo melon cuz you know you gone get it split
Verse 2
Niggas ridin' impala's with them rattler stripes
Passin' hollin at hoes with the fuck finger sayin fuck'em black
I'm stackin' Gs movin keys thats my life black
Niggas orderin' vests
Just ta protect they chests
And duckin' these niggas tryin ta use they smit-n-wessons
Playboy, I'm ridin' in suburbans
To land roovers to range roovers niggas with automatics
Niggas ridin' big bodies I done did that
I'm ridin' jags drop top and I can do that
I'm lettin' these hoes hair blow if they got that
I don't fuck with bald head hoes I aint with that
I talk shit and I got the cream and the jewels to do that
I walk it like I talk playboy you can believe that
Then new ice yellow diamonds and I'm lovin' that
Blue diamonds big tymin' and I'm with that
I done made more money independent then made a nigga went gold
I put that on my soul and my gold
And my 20 inch rims on my range roover with t.v.'s
And I'm lovin' these hoes I flip mo keys than a acrobat ten nigga you can
believe that
Me and my brother go rock for rock
Walk block for block
And if we got beef with a nigga we'll go glock for glock
No mo sellin' keys on the d.l.
I wanna holla at v.l.
Lets say rest in peace to L and T nigga
Verse 3
I live my life on full
Unzip my pants and I pull
A big dick baby
You look sick maybe
You can use a nigga that'll hold ya hand
I tell ya what ya suck my dick I'll be your man
Now here it is diamonds for the bithces that I fuck
Not , I get the pussy make like donald and duck
To the next project scattered site or crib
Slangin' dick where you live
I don't really give, a precious second of my pimp playa time
You can taste the kool-aid but don't drink the wine
Holy-rosy diamond bizeal, 20 inch whevzeal
98 cromed out gangsta grizeal
Take one of my bitches and I'm fuckin
Sistas anties grandmas and cousins
Mommas baby mommas family members and all that shit
If the bitch need guidance them I'm her pimp
[Talkin] Mannie Fresh
Whoa check this out ya dig
Its a lot of niggas out here baller blockin
see what I'm sayin' standin' in the way
let the fuckin' ballas through see what I'm sayin
ya'll niggas had the catalogs
see what I'm sayin' now pass that bitch on man
let a real nigga you know play his thang man
its some niggas out here ridin' on 20s ya dig on yokahamas
skinnys and all that kinda shit see what I'm sayin'
I mean wood ever fuckin where
See what I'm sayin' bro you love that huh.
(Juvenile)-yeah I love that
(Mannie) convertable tops
(Juvenile)- I love that cash money symbol on my chest
and these diamonds shinin' from here to magnolia projects ya heard me
(Mannie)- Thats what I'm talkin' bout man aint nothin' like man,
Cause you know 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 aint nothin' wrong with that thats beautiful baby
that is truly beautiful, this shit is
pimpalicious see what I'm sayin
(Juvenile)- I just love that

Top Juvenile, Off Top

Wodie we get down but to a certain extent
All that cha shoin' with them hoes be gettin my name bent
I'm showin' you love but I love my money even mo
Disrespect me or play me off the top you gotta go
My people played me, we ain't getting down no more
Look that aint how its 'posed to be but thats the way its gone go
I aint with that front shit
That playin' with gun shit
That fuckin' with niggas who think they run shit
All that tongue shit
When my gun click, niggas silencing down
You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now
Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me bone
And he gettin' on my nerves, I'm bout to go in his home
Bitch my brother aint no hoe
Bitch my mother aint no hoe
Bitch my father aint no hoe
Why you try ta play me like a hoe
Shit, I might as well just go head on and bust his head
Cuz them people gone give me the charge anyway
If he come up dead
Now tell'em bout that beemer I got
Tell'em bout that new home I got
Tell'em bout that Cutlass on chrome I got
You ta show ya shit
Thats why you showed you was a bitch
Now you runnin with yo melon cuz you know you gone get it split
Niggas ridin' impala's with them rattler stripes
Passin' hollin at hoes with the fuck finger sayin fuck'em black
I'm stackin' Gs movin keys thats my life black
Niggas orderin' vests
Just ta protect they chests
And duckin' these niggas tryin ta use they smith-n-wessons
Playboy, I'm ridin' in suburbans
To Land Rovers to Range Rovers, niggas with automatics
Niggas ridin' big bodies I done did that
I'm ridin' jags drop top and I can do that
I'm lettin' these hoes hair blow if they got that
I don't fuck with bald head hoes I aint with that
I talk shit and I got the cream and the jewels to do that
I walk it like I talk playboy you can believe that
The new ice, yellow diamonds and I'm loving that
Blue diamonds Big Tymin and I'm with that
I done made more money independent than a major nigga went gold
I put that on my soul and my gold
And my 20 inch rims on my Range Rover with TVs
And I'm lovin' these hoes I flip mo keys
than a acrobat ten nigga you can believe that
Me and my brother go rock for rock
Walk block for block
And if we got beef with a nigga we'll go glock for glock
No mo sellin' keys on the d.l.
I wanna holla at v.l.
Lets say rest in peace to L and T nigga
I live my life on full
Unzip my pants and I pull
A big dick baby
You look sick maybe
You can use a nigga that'll hold ya hand
I tell ya what ya suck my dick I'll be your man
Now here it is diamonds for the bithces that I fuck
Not , I get the pussy make like donald and duck
To the next project scattered site or crib
Slangin' dick where you live
I don't really give, a precious second of my pimp playa time
You can taste the kool-aid but don't drink the wine
Holy Roley diamond bezel, 20 inch whezel
98 cromed out gangsta grizeal
Take one of my bitches and I'm fuckin
Sistas anties grandmas and cousins
Mommas baby mommas family members and all that shit
If the bitch need guidance them I'm her pimp
Whoa check this out ya dig
Its a lot of niggas out here baller blockin
see what I'm sayin' standin' in the way
let the fuckin' ballas through see what I'm sayin
ya'll niggas had the catalogs
see what I'm sayin' now pass that bitch on man
let a real nigga you know play his thang man
its some niggas out here ridin' on 20s ya dig on yokahamas
skinnys and all that kinda shit see what I'm sayin'
I mean wood ever fuckin where
See what I'm sayin' bro you love that huh.
Yeah I love that
Convertable tops
I love that Cash Money symbol on my chest
and these diamonds shinin' from here to Magnolia Projects
Ya heard me?
That's what I'm talkin' bout man aint nothin' like man,
Cause you know 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 aint nothin' wrong with that that's beautiful baby
That is truly beautiful
This shit is pimpalicious see what I'm sayin

Top Juvenile, Numb Numb

Ay you wan' score ki, no you wan'score an ounce
I ain't gon' show you shit, make sure you got the right amount
boy I can't front you nuttin but I respect ya G
it could get fatal if I let niggaz get next to me
the junkies like my coke, Doctors, and Lawyers too
they in, and out here all day lookin for the right Peru
I use to do it too but I had to let it go
I can't get loaded I'm lil' wodie that supply the coke
my shit'll have you where you don't even much wanna eat
have you a lack of sleep always out up in them streets
been in rehab for weeks come home and get a bag from me
you gon' relapse indeed, probably want ever leave
don't want no problems I just wanna get this cheddar please
I can't get popped, I've been convicted for two felonies
look I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter
I hope they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter
If you score some coke from me
you will be numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
if you don't get it from me you will be
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
you'll be comin back in minutes to get
some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some
damn Juvie where you get that
from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from
They don't work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes
they be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold
and we work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes
we don't be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold
we didn't bring it in this shit is shipped to me
I never transported nothin peep out my history
my house is sittin plush-my cars is lookin lovely
police men wanna cuff me therefore I'm rollin buckets
not tryna make it public don't wanna be the subject
mama tunin it don't spend ya money boy stay in ya budget
I seen alot of fools goin buyin alot of jewels
they children not in school they gotta lot to prove
I puts my money back up in my flip
some to the side incase them people run up in my shit
chopper up all the time with two taped up clips
and if you come fuckin with mine I'm a use this bitch
they want me for distrubution from New Orleans to Houston
someone been runnin there mouth tellin e'm how much I'm movin
I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter
I hope they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter
I got my first work when I was sixteen
and niggaz still not knowin what happened to brick leans
it's not an easy task might have to beat the last
you gon' get caught up out here tryna save ya people ass
can't have e'm bring it first if you can't pay e'm its worth
you could get murdered for that he just may let it burst
smart high walk to earth, and maybe enemy turf
pray I don't get in they way just let e'm do they dirt
and I know after the cut woah my shit is the bomb
that must be the Saudi-Arabia cause it ain't Hussien
you ain't got that Florida dope, (??) coke
have to spend all ya dough or you want leave fa sho
they come in menthazine no caps on it is
want be that long before ya family know you on that shit
look I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter

Top Juvenile, My Life

Who the fuck - nigga hittin shots in the truck
Hope I'm able to make this right turn, my Neon fucked
The wodie that I'm with, bawlin up like a bitch
instead of tryin to retaliate by bustin his shit
My leg already fucked up, been playin it bald
Now I gotta drive the car too, (?) and all
Left arm on the steerin wheel, right on the Mac
Them niggaz brought it to me raw so I'm bringin it back
Out the window with it dumb sinnin, but I crashed
This boy went straight through window his stupid ass
And I'm noticin I smell gas
Gotta bust a airbag, get out the car fast and haul ass
I still gotta duck bullets that cut through bricks
What the fuck I did to make niggaz want do me like this
Won't be long 'fore one of the bullets ignite the gas
They'll meet - even the buildings gonna be ash
My life my life my life my life
My life my life my life my life
Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone
Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone
I'ma go on to survive but the story returns
After bein treated several months for 3rd degree burns
My lil cousin Denaun flipped out, and murdered his children
I gotta go by my aunt now, he hurtin her feelings
He's lookin at a L, swearin no need for a trial
Accept it like a man bitch or live in denial
Whatchu think the people gon' say, when they look at his file
Hear that little boy, snicker he in here for a while
I had a shit bag on me, I could barely walk
Everybody knew the story but was scared to talk
I read lips when I pull up, right after I park
I hear a nigga say whass happen wo' but not from the heart
Word gotta be out, a lot of tension's in the air black
Your everyday niggaz ain't even muchly makin transac'
If I think about a gun, I'ma get ten
The people got they ears to the streets and they be listenin
Niggaz be knowin them bitches slippin when I'm dishin
I'd rather be locked down in prison than come up missin
But that goes to show you how fast the laws work
They was peepin with somebody that punished them boys first
Don't they know the people still thinkin I sent the hit
I'd accept it if I did it but they wrong for that shit
To the police, I sounded like the boy cryin wolf
Cause they know I like slangin rice shootin dice with the crooks
Everythang in life I accumulated I took
It's a neverending episode, my life is a book
I'm hot, so I'm ridin round up in Rock(?)
There's a funeral pass, two cops and five limos
Man that's one of them niggaz was tryin to snipe me
I betcha everybody in that crowd don't like me
I should go up in the bitch bustin

Top Juvenile, Ha (Radio Edit)

Thats you with that big body benz ha
Thats you that cant keep an old lady
Cause you keep nailing her friends ha
You gotta go to court ha
You got served a subpeona for child support ha
That was that nerve ha
You ain't even get a chance to say a word ha
I know i ain't trippin don't your brother got their birds ha
You ready to bust somebody head ha
You ain't scared ha
You know how to play it ha
You no you ain't gone let somebody come and punk you ha
Stunt and front you ha
Straight up run you ha
You know who got that fire green ha
You know how to use a triple beam ha
Ain't hard as it seems ha
You keep your body clean ha
You got a lot of girbaud jeans ha
Some of your partners dope fiends ha
You don't want to really mess with them clowns ha
You come up with them clowns ha
You stuck with them clowns ha
Chorus (repeats 2 times)
Is you a paper chaser
You got the block on fire
Remaining a gee until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz and don't be cryin and suffering
You can't do nothing but love fresh ha
You want to know what we gone do next ha
You brought our tape with a check ha
You wearing a vest ha
You tryin to protect your chest ha
You spent seven years on your benz ha
That ain't yours that's for your friends ha
You wanna stop these heads from playing with you ha
You wanna run the block ha
You wanna be tha last one with rocks ha
You keep your gun cocked ha
You count the money at the end of the night ha
You on a three day flight ha
You full of that diesel ha
You duckin them people ha
You the one face was on we news last night ha
You the one robbed them little dudes out they shoes last night ha
You don't come in the project when it's dark ha
You claim you a thug and you ain't got no heart ha
You come in the nolia on new years eve ha
You got stuck in that bitch and couldn't leave ha
It was hard for you to breathe ha
Chorus (repeats 2 times)
Is you a paper chaser
You got the block on fire
Remaining a gee until we moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz and don't be cryin and suffering
You got a trespassing charge ha
You got on a hard on when you were looking at them little broads ha
You don't know when to quit ha
That's you with that shot calling click ha
That's you with that balling click ha
That's you thats taking them hits ha
Your girl don't know when to shut up her mouth ha
You gone give her grief ha
You done switched from nike to reebok ha
You twinkle your gold everytime you leave your house ha
Them income tax checks out ha
You bout to flip that ha
You bout to go buy you a gram ha
You bout to go treat your nose ha
You bout to go put the dope d on one of these ho's ha
When you broke you drove ha
When you paid you got bookoo places to go ha
You on top ha
You don't think you can be stopped ha
You robbin somebody shop ha
You ridin in the benz on 20 inch rims ha

Top Juvenile, Let's Roll

Feat. Big Tymers and Mickey
[Mannie Fresh]
Look a here, look a here, look a here
New Mannie, Louisiana up in here ya heard me
With the Project English album,
And I'm gonna let young Mickey start this thing off, ya heard me
The New Orleans shit, the new stunna, the new shiner, the new reppa
Walk over here and get cha' shine on
[Mickey]
Uh oh, Chicago's with those N.O. niggas
And we stock indo nigga
Ya see the amount of blood in my kinfolk niggas
And I don't think y'all really understand what y'all in fo' nigga
When a nigga got tens he got two blocks on em'
Catch ya mob street walkin' put them foo fights on em'
MC rodie around, we say fam or pharaoh
Both our families mo' gangsta than the damn Sopranos
They spit choppers and k's, we spray itchies
But we both quick to spray fifty, stay with me
They rock tees and Rees, we rock furs and Nikes
But we both well known for flippin' birds and ice
They stay stunnin a hundred, we say flickin'
They say that shit is fire, we say sendin' fendin'
Get little, that mean we about to leave
The cake is baked whodi, that mean y'all about to bleed
[Mannie Fresh]
Uh oh, shit got damn, you know who I am
I'm as gangsta as Capone in this nasty ass fam
Where the fuck I'm from and where I represent
Platinum plaques, Bentleys, and presidents
Now wait a minute man, I done bought a choo-choo train
Don't chu' have a helicopter, yeah and a plane
You got a two-way pager, well I gotta phone
You gotta a million dollars, well I got I don't know
They say a nigga like me bling too much
Why, cause this watch, this chain, this ring too much
Make them dollars, pop them bottles
We zoned up in Caprices and Impalas (Errrr!)
Disregard that law, pop that car
Step up in the club and buy out the whole bar
Pay attention lil' daddy to the song I'm sangin'
I'ma put cha' on some other shit besides that blang
Daddy truck sharp, mama house bangin'
Brian Williams, just keep on brangin'
Check after check every time ya move ya neck
Nigga if i want it dog I'll buy respect
[Baby]
There you have it nigga, Project English nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
Hood rats and bling blingin' nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
Know what I'm sayin' let's get this money nigga (It go choo-choo)
Hey steppa, hey Mike, stick, pass that bottle motherfucker
We gon' drank till we ain't got no mo' dollars motherfucker
Let's go get this money Fresh
Project English and whatever it come with next
Cash Money, Hot Boyz let's ride nigga
Go to the next tune or something fucker
[Mannie Fresh]
The only plaques I have, are platinum plaques, ya heard

Top Juvenile, Intro (Juve the Great)

[Juvenile]
C'mon, c'mon, hmmm, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
Bitches is pulling out they best suits,
gangstas is getting dressed too,
Don't even underestimate the power of a test tube,
Its a fasho shot, some of these niggas know not,
Thats why they so hot, always up in the dope spots,
I hope my niggas feel what I'm saying, I'm trying to put lil whodi up on his game,
And dick suckers ain't playing, and duck nigga look I wont remain,
You stuck even if you don't restrain, I'ma be in the cut,
Some of you got it, some of you fuckin' up,
you better get your life together before you loose that bruh,
You got cocaine you better move that bruh,
you got a brain you better loose that bruh,
you got a half you better loose that bruh,
dont even choose that bruh, so move on,
I did this album right here for keeping me and you strong,
[Juvenile Talking]
Thats right cousin, I did this album right here for me and my people ya heared me,
And we got the lord on our side so can't nothing you do or say to me bother me cousin,
I'ma be here until its all over with, I been through alot the past few years,
But I ain't holding no grudges, its all about me and my family,
U.T.P, this how we eat cousin, what

Top Juvenile, Let's Go

Feat. Baby, Lac, Steppa, Mike, Sickwitit and Big G
[Baby talking]
Whut's happ'n, whut up G(G-G)(H-B-G's nigga)believe dat Hot Boy fo life
Nigga, we gon' do this for all tha projects around tha world right
(Mag, Melph, Callio)H-B-G's, B-G-F, we ridin out on this Project English
Whut's up G, nigga speak on it(we ride for tha projects)I'm bout to give
These niggas some live entertainment(B-G-F, H-B-G's muthafucka)
[Baby]
Whodi, uh, jump shop let's do this, bitch get wit this
Hot Boys, slow down lil' daddy fo' I hit you wit this cannon
Who, huhn, what, where
Lil' daddy you can stop & stare
Do ya thang ya fool, bitch I been here, I grew here, bitch I been here
Hot Girls, Hot Boys
Bling blingin', ridin' in them new toys
Weezy, Geezy, Turk, Superstar
We dippin' ridin' in them new toys
Juvy's Project English
Baby, bitch I mean this
[Big G talking]
This Big G, get wit em Killa star
[Lac]
I'm from tha Nolia where foot soldiers ride Benz & shit
Where cut throaters always posin' as yo friends & shit
Where news reporters bulletproof they camera lens & shit
A trigger click over & over behind them ends & shit
Yeah all this time had yall thinkin' that it was cool uptown
Like a nigga don't lose they life from them tools uptown
Every night a different nigga catch tha blues uptown
It's so trife young students shoot up schools uptown
An A-T-F kickin' in do's atleast twice a week
It's like I'm hustlin' fo' my health, I can't get past a ki
I'm either duckin' tha po po' or tied up in beef
I'm bangin' up this slow poke who got caught in tha streets
[Steppa talking]
Bitch yall think this a game, Baby ain't playin, he doin' this here
Yall know me, Steppa ya dig, I ain't just start doin' this here
I been around ya dig what I'm sayin', I come from tha old school
I was taught this ya heard me & he know ya dig what I'm sayin'
Whatever, killin', whatever, ya dig
Sick wit it, ain't no joke
Tell em what time it is Mike
[Mike talking]
This Mike straight out tha pen, just from doin' ten
Originial head busta, 3rd Ward Hot Boy
[Sickwitit talking]
This that Sickwitit ya heard me, straight out that Melph
Yall muthafuckas better recpect it cause Cash Money done hooked up wit
A real killa, a head busta ya heard me, I'm a H-B-G & we rollin wit tha
B-G-F's ya heard me, so you better get wit it or I'm gonna get wit you
Ya heard Me
[Big G talking]
This Big G nigga, O-G Cash Money Hot Boy fo' life nigga respect it or
Check it, get wit it nigga
[Baby talking]
Fa sho' homie & Elden I'm ridin' for ya & all these gangstas that We
Forgot & didn't get a chance to get on it, we ridin' for ya, time out
For ya, Cash Money Hot Boy, Project English baby, lets get this money

Top Juvenile, Juvenile On Fire

Lets say I'm in a room with a bitch
And the hoe don't wanna fuck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat
And get my fuckin nut
Fo'sho she gonna be drove then
And I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend
You tell her everything else
She goin to be with her boyfriend
You goin to be by your damn self
While I'm in my benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad
Don't get mad
Thats all I can do with you
Cause I don't want your ass
Look you kinda fine
With a nigga name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin mind
How I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court
And Molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers
Its time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up
And have them living swell
But and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that shit
All that trick shit I stopped it
And lock my fuckin pockets
You can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get
Out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the hoe up
Girl thats Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
17 inch Momo's
like magic on his tires
See I know how to treat a hoe
Just talkin and great a hoe
Niggas know I don't need a hoe
Don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something
You better do what I say
If you plannin on playin me
Better get out my way
A bitch will get you killed
Thats the way I think
>From some old bitch ass nigga
Trying to receive my bank
Pussy come and it go
It been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga
But its gonna stop here
For a little while
So I'ma get what I could
And if she bout sucking some dick
I ain't hatin its all good
Now can I get that out you
It ain't hard to do
You a fine muthafucka
And it starts with you
I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this dick
You gonna thank me
A nigga gonna be like that untill the moment I retire
Ask them bitches bout me
And they gonna say that I'm on fire
If I even fuck with a bitch
She gonna know
Not to conversate with niggas
And to open my door
My business is my business
It ain't to be heard
My niggas is my niggas
So you don't say a word
And you don't touch my shit
You don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house
And I hide my shit
I have bad nerves
I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my bitch
Some bitches you gotta play'em with a long string
You play them close
And you gonna be bangin wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin player you a punk main
Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick
Stop handcuffin that bitch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire on fire
And you know this
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
My bitch is your bitch
My bitch is your bitch
Your bitch is my bitch
My bitch is your bitch
My bitch is your bitch

Top Juvenile, Juve "The Great"

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 brothers without makin e'm mad
couldn't get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad
he took me right there where the killas be
across court from Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry
we shot ball on crates tryna get paid by all means
started snatchin purses by Wall Greens
seen Titey get hit up in the melt when I was young
paramedics couldn't even find his tongue
thats when I started totin' my heat to call a G
my family was deep but wasn't goin in that water with me
right after Mr. Martin's class (??) and me
straight to Barret think I was worried bout the trulency? please
got paid for them old timers puttin in work
like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, watermelons, and herbs
Even though the times was hard
I didn't fear no man but God
you lookin at New Orleans crime rate
right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the great
Juve the great
Juve the great
Juve the great
this is Juve the great
Juve the great
Juve the great
Juve the great
this is Juve the great
Mama thought her son was really doin it tight
when I was the one out here not doin it right
until she found my stash she couldn't believe all the weed she found
shit it must've been a half a pound
I was thirteen then back when Yoga was caddillac'n it
my campaign was let a lil nigga get a crack at it
far from a gangsta but was learnin alot
ain't just be the one that earnin the pot
after the turn of the clock I started bankin on the low with the dope
got slugged up so hoes'll notice me mo'
tee's, reeboks, and girbauds I had a few (??) to write
regular hood shit the average niggaz go through in life
wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day killas
?? and we ball I know they'll flip ya
I stayed away from them cats who didn't communicate well
cause them was them niggaz that would've had me in jail
At fifteen I carried alot of wieght on my back
me and my brother infact, I kept my money intact
I mad my real power moves soon as Juv' got one
headed straight to the irish counter nigga who got guns?
shit my people Bobby and surviva got hit too
and I heard my name was poppin up in some shit too
wasn't no cool cans off googlin no more
it was either cry like a bitch or go sell it and score
my first case wanted my respect in the worst way
couldn't tell me shit when I was hungry and thirs-ty
have a nigga way out his religion ya heard me
I guess it's punishment to who and never was worthy
every since I leanred about guns and coke
I made a vow to myself that I would never go broke
do what I gotta do to eat

Top Juvenile, Intro - Let's Roll

f/ Big Tymers, Mickey
[Mannie Fresh]
Look a here, look a here, look a here
New Mannie, Louisiana up in here ya heard me
With the Project English album,
And I'm gonna let young Mickey start this thing off, ya heard me
The New Orleans shit, the new stunna, the new shiner, the new reppa
Walk over here and get cha' shine on
[Mickey]
Uh oh, Chicago's with those N.O. niggas
And we stock indo nigga
Ya see the amount of blood in my kinfolk niggas
And I don't think y'all really understand what y'all in fo' nigga
When a nigga got tens he got two blocks on em'
Catch ya mob street walkin' put them foo fights on em'
MC rodie around, we say fam or pharaoh
Both our families mo' gangsta than the damn Sopranos
They spit choppers and k's, we spray itchies
But we both quick to spray fifty, stay with me
They rock tees and Rees, we rock furs and Nikes
But we both well known for flippin' birds and ice
They stay stunnin a hundred, we say flickin'
They say that shit is fire, we say sendin' fendin'
Get little, that mean we about to leave
The cake is baked whodi, that mean y'all about to bleed
[Mannie Fresh]
Uh oh, shit got damn, you know who I am
I'm as gangsta as Capone in this nasty ass fam
Where the fuck I'm from and where I represent
Platinum plaques, Bentleys, and presidents
Now wait a minute man, I done bought a choo-choo train
Don't chu' have a helicopter, yeah and a plane
You got a two-way pager, well I gotta phone
You gotta a million dollars, well I got I don't know
They say a nigga like me bling too much
Why, cause this watch, this chain, this ring too much
Make them dollars, pop them bottles
We zoned up in Caprices and Impalas (Errrr!)
Disregard that law, pop that car
Step up in the club and buy out the whole bar
Pay attention lil' daddy to the song I'm sangin'
I'ma put cha' on some other shit besides that blang
Daddy truck sharp, mama house bangin'
Brian Williams, just keep on brangin'
Check after check every time ya move ya neck
Nigga if i want it dog I'll buy respect
[Baby]
There you have it nigga, Project English nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
Hood rats and bling blingin' nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
Know what I'm sayin' let's get this money nigga (It go choo-choo)
Hey steppa, hey Mike, stick, pass that bottle motherfucker
We gon' drank till we ain't got no mo' dollars motherfucker
Let's go get this money Fresh
Project English and whatever it come with next
Cash Money, Hot Boyz let's ride nigga
Go to the next tune or something fucker
[Mannie Fresh]
The only plaques I have, are platinum plaques, ya heard

Top Juvenile, Intro (Reality Check)

Are you feeling broke, loneley or in need of a reality check?
Well here comes INYA, as you begin the use if INYA,
a side effect may be but is not limited to, a boost in energy,
the erge to bounce, uforia, or a sudden desire to go bird hunting.
[Gun shot followed by a pigeon call]
Take doses of INYA only as necessary.
Unauthorized douplication, copy, or
distribution of this product will result in a severe beat down by UTP,
INYA ass, and a 2% ass whoopin by some niggas in houston.
Now, keep the party goin'.

Top Juvenile, I Did That

Them Hot Boys out here, ya heard me?
The B.G., headbussin' Moe, fa sho
Bout to make it happen,
Magnolia bout that gafflin'
Valence & Magnolia
I'm in the jungle, of niggas that's lookin' for static,
Two niggas stuck and jackin' just to support his habit,
Them people rollin', so I gotta do what I can,
I gotta pound of that sand I picked up from the man,
The luxuries I gotta have it, black savage,
He's in the streets holdin' up traffic,
With the plastic, Desert Eagle .45 automatic,
My glass is, filled with J.D. and coca-cola classic,
And niggas that playa-hate I got somethin' for yo asses
I'ma act a donkey, boy you best not run up on me,
You niggas phony, that's why I did that to your homie,
For instance, when the Mac-9 will erase your existence
So distance, yourself from me cuz my conscience be clickin',
Niggas be paranoid when they see I be dippin',
Sayin', man let me go, he bout to stomp on that trigger,
Somebodies wig get split in the middle of the street,
I got your brains to show you bitches, stop playin' with me,
And ain't no thing I got my ruger and I aint' scared to die,
Cross that line and I'ma shoot'cha and tell your Mommy bye-bye,
Hungry for money, like vampires hungry for blood,
Better get to runnin', solja reeboks is in the mud
Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head,
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say Juvenile you did that?
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say Juvenile you did that?
Man, Juvenile you did that...
Don't get caught up fools, in the wrong way,
Cuz them niggas out that Lio stay totin' them A.K.'s
The baddest trigga happy niggas I ever saw,
Calliope niggas play the muthafuckin' game raw,
So don't get'cha self in a jam,
Cuz these niggas I hang with really don't give a damn,
With the quickness, nigga they put them K's to use,
Niggas like Wango, Wine, Spig, and my boy Deuce,
So any nigga want some drama get strapped,
So I can put your bitch ass in my Rest In Peace wrap
Cuz dead, yeah, is what'cha gonna be,
If you fuck with this nigga from that C-P 3,
So don't be fuckin' with me,
Cuz you'll be lookin' down the barrel of a nine double M, homie
And with a nigga like me, holdin' the gat,
I'ma pull the fuckin' trigger and bust ya head to the fat,
Then watch your brain run down the city drain,
And after that, leave the spot cuz Frank Mignon's comin' to get the remains,
So all you gangsta ass niggas tilt your hat,
And plus that bullshit y'all niggas out here are tryin' to do?
I fuckin' been there and done that
Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head,
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say Big Moe you did that?
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say Big Moe you did that?
Don't make me pull my pistol nigga, cuz fa-shiggidy I'ma use it
This life you strugglin' through you gone lose it,
I come through actin' foolish, with semi-automatics,
Shit get hectic, blast, or get blasted,
I'ma a Baby Gangsta bout drama, bout buckin',
Full of that dustin', you bust, I'm bustin',
You shoot, I shoot
You miss, I hit,
Hot Boy representin' that gangsta shit,
Stop playin' with the young soldier, believe,
You jeopardizin' what's on your shoulder, you shoot at me
Take it to the streets, you ain't bout that action,
Packin' two twenty-three's, sweepers knock you off your feet,
St. Thomas still got them bags for twenty-five,
Before I go on the pride, I'm full of that Worldwide,
Goin' for crime I'll spank them, can't swim with the sharks,
Through this water, muthafucka I'll spank'em,
Get'cha mind right, nigga, fuckin' with me,
Think twice I tote iron I'ma a true B.G.,
Fuckin' right, I split hats, and I tote Mac's,
I be fuckin' with silver packs, now what you know about that?
Got the all black fit, ready to put in work,
But niggas actin' like jerks, I put dicks in the dirt,
I run with Juvenile, cuz he's a gangsta ass nigga,
Niggas huntin' like they bout it, but I'll spank that ass nigga,
So who wants some beef? Let me show you I don't play,
Told ya I'm that type that'll hit'cha block everyday,
If you're real, you'll bust back,
But if you fake, I got'cha warning in all-black,
It's no escape, I did that
Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head,
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say B.G. you did that?
That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap,
People out that project say B.G. you did that?

Top Juvenile, Hide Out or Ride Out

I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload again
and pull another left hand
fifty shots to win
i can't lose its impossible
plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you
i be 'bout strings hittin' the beef gigga head
then leave the set, leave a beef gigga wet
off the scene with the uptown fighter
red dot sighters
all week night flighters
i'm a get ya', when ya' least expect it
cock the glock jacket
a vest can't protect it
boy, is ya' ready
i'll leave yo' set wetted
slugs flyin' high, got yo' body real heavy
you can't move, ya' got buff
now your stuck
left Wayne on the set, and yo' boys to pick you up
out cold
head swoll
eyes closed
i know for sure
you ain't gon' test me no more
yo' block tore
yo' family in black clothes
you got blowed
and in ya chest is many holes
this goes
for Lataranza Elmo
i show
how uptown niggas roll
ya' big boy, me and my niggas did it to ya
automatic, black chopper trigger pullin'
that's how we be
loadin' clips then release
eight deep
in the three-hundred E
leather seats
and in the trunk artillery
up the streets
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol Y
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo' block 'bout to die out
move ya' people
i'm burnin' down the whole streets
the night creepers
'bout to heat our enemies
lights off masks on, creep silense
lights gone
we done left yo' block wired
retaliate
wait
no your not boy
'cuz i'm a Hot Boy
nine milli cock boy
chopper gunnin'
hoes scared of slugs, runnin'
start movin', me and Juve (Juvenile) e be comin'
we left yo' brain sick
up with a chopper (A.K. 47) splittin' the bricks
a young black crucifix
up in the dirt i be knockin' dicks
smooth and beretically, my pockets
rocket
to six figures
and polverizin' niggas
pullin'
A.K.'s and two triggers
my potn's stand on the side of me
they only come out at night
them deamons got me on a flight
duck tapin' and takin' life
or even worse
it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church
yo' brains might have to burst
you shouldn't have fucked with me first
since them bullets was cappin'
adam's apples i'm scoutin'
got richer penintentiary ward
for the national guard to come get 'em
very seldom do you see me, when you do
what do you do
bust back, better be a head shot
if not it's you
i'm comin' around the corner
'bout to pulla meatball on ya'
purses like a coat
and them houses in calico
me and Lil Turk heard of a merger
on a murder
fifty G's (grand) on his head
what ht fuck did you said
fifty G's (grands) for sure
that nigga live next door
call the man
let the sucker plan
look, i fuck with this rap shit, but i ask 'em don't say no more
a Hot Boy representin' this bitch like black and Moe
I start to poppin'
niggas start to droppin'
i'm havin' fatal thoughts,i think i'm fuckin' shell shockin'
niggas bangin'
four-five ringin'
in my ear, i'm not scared
'cuz i'm a solja and solja's have no fuckin' fear
in my sleep at night
i'm seeing war fights
wakin' up thinkin' that a nigga took my fuckin' life
unnecessary shit
mind clickin' like a light switch
to pick you up on any nigga or any bitch
don't give a fuck
steady bangin' and dodgin'
camoulflagin'
with the mack alive and
don't have time for these dog hoes
goin' through a stage with that chop (Chopper) and that four-four
What's this shit i hear 'bout you boys potna's in crime
if that's true i'll punish you bitches for the last time
now you gon' shine?
let me put somethin' on ya' mind
lil' cowards takin' hits
and protecting shit
it's a for sure thang
i'm a brang
or i'm a wet ya
best to be 'bout yo' business, if not, God bless ya
look, what makes you think that two-two-six wasn't strong
that's when we do ya wrong
they both come and they gone
off-toppers
i'm a get with you and ya' potna's (patners)
T.C., L.D., and Williard street with choppers
drama hittin' a niggas cash
we play it right though
i'm comin' to get a niggas ass
like i'm them white folks
look, better be 'bout it
if not better be rowdy
it's all in yo' mind, ha?
you gon' shine, ha?

Top Juvenile, Head in Advance

[Chorus: Juvenile]
It's the one nobody likes with bad breath and saggy pants
Might bounce a little bit but see a gangsta don't dance
Hoes say I am mean I never give them a chance
But can't a nigga get a little head in advance
It's the one nobody likes with bad breath and saggy pants
Might bounce a little bit but see a gangsta don't dance
Hoes say I am mean I never give them a chance
But can't a nigga get a little head in advance
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Maybe not probably don't even feel that way
I kid you not, what's under my waist is real I say
A yo my fire cracker pop like independence day
Them dick suckers long shoud have been insentenced me
I do a little something I got that cut your thighs up
I'm not asthmatic, look I'm healthy and I could fuck
That teenage pussy I don't want it so zip it up
And no satchatories happenin here so catch a cut
Ohh how I love it when half your ass show
And you catch the side view it look like two elbows
And my dick stuck to my leg like velcro
Stop cock blocking hoe and let them females go
If the hoes keep passin me up I got to stop her
I've been searching for me a lil' fiya pee poppa
I'm serious you should wanna fuck with me period
Because I'm a little bit more then just a lyricist
[Chorus: Juvenile]
[Verse 2: Juvenile]
This is to alisha, karen, roshawn and dawn
If you fuck with pimp pickle baby show me your thong
Get your big ass up hoe you know this your song
Big daddy gonna be smashing it till four in the morn
You doing them jeans yeah black you need to stop it
It look like you got a loaf of bread in your pocket
Should have followed you first ma and snatch you first
But when I'm drinking everyboady look like they got worth
I don't need to tell a woman what I'm worth
She gonna show me some affection when I raise my shirt
I ain't never bought a woman where I do my dirt
To a nice confined spot where I can lift that skirt
Hopefully she illegal with the head and all
Probably heard of my background and said I'm a dog
But I ain't about me baby it's about y'all
My fantasy is knocking four of y'all off
[Chorus]
Shake that ass mami
If you trying to get to juvenile pass him
I'm not telling to tell you to put your man in past tense
It is just a little tiny favor that I'm asking
[Verse 3: Juvenile]
Show me that poop shooter any way you throw it I'mma do ya
Just let wardy do this manever
All thow I'm from the sewer
I like having relations
I punch a bitch in the head for playing with my patience
I make a local hoe turn hashin had me at the station
They hating saying that I violated my probation
Theres a lot of kinky shit going up in the clubs
We be popping exctasy looking for woman to hug
I promised not to get you caught up in these drugs
Put this gun in your purse mami and roll with a thug
Your girlfriends always saying she ain't like that
Well post up right here mami I'll be right back
[Chorus]
Shake that ass mami
If you trying to get to juvenile pass him
I'm not telling to tell you to put your man in past tense
It is just a little tiny favor that I'm asking
Shake that ass mami
If you trying to get to juvenile pass him
I'm not telling to tell you to put your man in past tense

Top Juvenile, Flossin Season

Man what's up Playboy?
I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha)
Nigga, "How You Luv That?"
All that stuntin and frontin
It's all about them diamonds boy
Nigga it's a pretty day, and it's flossin season
Added six tires to my new machinery
Double R like to ball like it's no tomorrow
Pretty broads and we fuckin these superstars
Chrome rims, niggaz ridin new Benz
TV's, Cadillacs with the new fends
Wet paint, niggaz takin trips to the banks
Hittin malls spendin twenty G's like stars
Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth somethin
My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it real
Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got love
Gold slugs, stuntin cause we got love
Motorbike button rims cause we livin right
Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ
Overnight got the yole if your money right
Solid TV's PlayStation with the B.G.
It's all gravy playboy cause it's flossin season
A million dollars ain't nothing to me nigga
but a million hoes is game to me playboy
Nahh nahh - flossers, let me see you rollin your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere
I got to get my shine on, do it every time
Seventeens on up, that's all I ride
In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin up
They don't know if I'm in a helicopter or in a truck
I fuck they head up, cause I floss so much
Police had me up cause a nigga so young (ha bruh?)
But you know me nigga..
that ain't gon' stop B.G. nigga (at all)
Cause the next day you will see nigga
me in somethin else with a TV nigga (f'real)
Fuck it, I'ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it, you're fuckin with a guerilla
I got a watch you can see from a block away
I got a chain you'll see that'll shock the day
My click do what we say, we don't stunt wit it
Off top Big Tymers gon' come with it
Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo' sho')
and we gon' rip shit up cause it's flossin season
We flossers, what what what?
I say we ballers, what what what?
This is the season for the flossers nigga
Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga
Ain't got no TV's or CD's in it - I ain't gon' ride in it
If it ain't no overseas type shits - I ain't gon' drive it
This ain't the summer to swing the top off
This the season niggaz come out on them 20's and ball
It ain't no secret I'ma stunter, like Evel Knievel
Jumpin out Lex's and Hummer's, showin off for my people
When I pull up in V.I.P. they say that's a nice car
Bitches all in my face can't even make it to the bar
Me, broke and assed-out? Never that man
I got some shit up in my ear you can see from a airplane
I don't think Super D. can pull a stunt like me
Got karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand ap-iece
Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East
Fuck that, I'ma play bourban it's a thousand a suite
Who had the, first bourban with the livin room set
Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet
How many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)
It's gon' be a bunch of them motherfuckers when I finish G
Now baby - I know you missed us
Big daddy light up a room like Christmas
Shine like a light bulb - rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
McGyver ain't liver than a, Big Tymer
Big dick a million dollars and a, Pathfinder
Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker, casino breaker
Tell Shaq I got a half a mill' ridin on the Lakers
Pack my bitches up and move to the hills
Thirty days a month - thirty Automobiles
The Lexus or Benz that come out in the year two thousand
I got one of them bitches parked around corner by the housin
The bike I got come out in the year two thousand ten
Eleven fifty zoop with the batman fin
The ring I got, Liberace want it
He couln't afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it

Top Juvenile, Enemy Turf

C'mon, C'mon....
I bet if I pull a pistol and pop you, you gon' tell me where its at,
you see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up clips in the mac,
black hood with black gloves, bandanna round the mouth,
a nigga posted up on every perimeter around your house,
and we didn't come here for meeting, or here to loose time,
we some niggas who wanna be eating better in due time,
mutha fuck leaving the block, better to use nines,
It ain't no secret I'm cheap, however my jewels shines,
The prisons got more niggas than the streets do,
who average more than 30 murders a week (nigga we do)
It ain't a war thang, its a fuck me, fuck y'all thang,
And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in the bars man,
So think twice about leaving the gun in the car man,
Nigga don't give a fuck about moving son on the wall man,
Ain't no everybody, its yourself and you all in,
If you paying traps you don't deserve to be balling,
Its enemy turf c'mon,
so I'ma play it how it go,
cock the hollow points into my black calico,
I'ma make all these bitch niggas respect me right,
please let me hit another lick, i'ma be set for life
Look I'ma solid 170, lips like Bill Bellamy,
Fresh out of the court house from whipping the felony,
Didn't really want to hurt her, but you know how it is,
You better not ever disrespect me hoe in front of my kids.
ayo the cops be rolling, therefore I fucks with no one,
I went and copped me 4 guns, I'm bout to bust this open,
To all you bitch niggas doubting the force, its gon' get ugly,
I'm that nigga that'll fuck you up quick, thats why the streets love me,
Catch me posted with Lil' Weezy, (?) I'm doing it,
Niggaz having problems with coke but we still moving it,
Whatever's on the market I can work it,
I ain't scared, I ain't nervous, give it to Juve dog and watch me serve it,
You holding on the coke now whats the purpose, (?) gon hook it up too,
nigga the scheme is perfect, ya heared me,
now why is you acting like it ain't worth it,
you gon' make me take it, nigga I gotta make it,
Say nigga, heared a nigga picking (?)
Heared a nigga got all kinda shit ever since he hit that lick he
don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this what we gonna do man,
I want you to go get your niggas and go find that mutha fucka do him in,
ain't nuthing going on around this mutha fucka if I ain't got my hands in it,
I put a nigga on his feet and this how he gonna treat a nigga ?,
I promise, I put this on my babies dawg, we gon get that mutha fucka
They talking bout' putting a sting on me cuz they say I've been making too much,
Fuck what they talking bout', this how I grew up
But this ain't nuthing new bruh, we been throwing this "U" up,
We had some altercations and things but they got blew up,
New has and Curly head them niggas dirty in the TC,
Shit that a G like me couldn't even tell you on a CD,
So i'ma make all of my enemies never forget me,

Top Juvenile, G-Ing Men

These son- of bitches think I'ma roll out pop ya hoes in the throat then ya
fold up, love and basket ball t hese bitches wanta see me cash money fuck you,
you need me i'ma superstar ready ta hit ya clubs
o 1 evenin quater after 3 twinkled up my golds thew up some clothes and met it up wit my pep hoe be sweatin but i dont give dem no play all b cuz i kick that shit and magnolai outfits everyday i told ladies over and over again u cant fade its that magnolia like i told ya we sum g'ing men.JUVENILE-clockin 4 the freaks and dem girls on the block[4 times]come back me bust it 1 time kickin it bout dis litle nasty girl[2 times]i knew afreak from uptown thought cuz she young she could get me spung well um welcome 2 the home of the g ing men had 2 freak a round wit me uptown friend[2 times]thought i wuz a dummy thought i wuz a fool didnt even believe i was lil juven but the game that i kicked made her change her mind lil freak name jenna 5,6 big fine but geuss what doe i g'd i took her 2 my nigga ivan house and he g'd her i took her 2 pimp reg house and he g'd her i took her 2 m.f.g's house and g'd her i took her back uptown burnin like a heater

Top Juvenile, Fuck That Nigga

We drink up all the round, we drink up all the white
We go to all the spots, we be up all the night
We'll tell a nigga, "Fuck ya!" and be waitin' outside for him
Bust him up and see how many niggas gon' ride for him
Play the project bricks and watch for the law
Nigga come to my section, we to they section and ward
We rep hard out the wards in stolen cars
Spankin' niggas that be showin' off with they broads
Nigga catch a felony... he takin' his charge
Niggas turnin' state... we rapin' the boy
It's a hard life we livin'... they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes for killin'.. I'll attack like a rhino
Some of the time... motherfuckers be off they bases
Way out they boundary in unfamiliar places
Lookin' like a duck, seein' all the wrong faces
But we know the rules and could be strapped in SK's
Man, pop that nigga
Man, kill that bitch
Man, shoot that nigga
Man, spank that bitch
Man, down that nigga, execute that bitch
Put fifty rounds in that nigga is what'cha do that bitch
Stay from 'round here, I tell ya.. these niggas ain't cool
Ain't no love for outsiders, everybody's a fool
We be duckin' off in the hallways.. and in the cuts
Gettin' the fuck when ATF is pullin' up
People in the projects say, "Them niggas ain't shit"
They hustle all night for brand new outfits
You're fuckin' right... that's how it is on the block
Real duck T-shirt, 'Bauds, and ReeBoks
Camouflage around the neck and the dome
Fucked-up attitude totin' a chrome
Fighting for weed, nigga ain't ever goin' home
Tryin' ta get it how he live with a bundle of (?)
We ain't tryin' ta see the jailhouse
But if we do we hope we be able to bail out
Know what I'm sayin', lil' daddy
We need a lick, come up in the whole brick
Kick in a nigga door and punish the whole clique
Come through the hood where ya hang with a K, and when I see ya
What I'ma do to ya, I know I wouldn't wanna be ya
Split your head in half, nigga.. leave ya stressed in the street
Hit ya everywhere in your body but under your feet
I play it raw when I'm in beef, I'm a Hot Boy that's heat
Get it how ya live is how it is where I be
Fuck a nigga's how I feel, no nigga steppin' on my toes
Without feelin' !BLOCKAH! !BLOCKAH! from four-fours
I'm a dog, with a gun in my hand I cut loose
You're on the other end of that pistol, it's on you
Get hit up.. chopped up.. did somethin' awful
Zipped up, boxed up, put straight in a coffin
Ain't part of my clique, fuck ya nigga
Don't please me
I don't love ya nigga, you're no good, playa
I don't trust ya, nigga
To me you ain't nuttin' but a bust nigga, what
Ya heard me
Put fifty rounds in that nigga's what'cha do that bitch
Fuck him, ya heard me (fuck him)
Fuck his whole clique, nigga (fuck 'em all)
Ya don't like me, I don't like you, nigga (I don't like ya, nigga)
You don't like me, that mean you don't like my clique
I don't like you, that mean I don't like you (!blockah! !blockah!)
The niggas ya fuck with, the niggas you affiliate with, ya heard me
Any nigga who speak to ya, nigga, back you up, nigga
Fuck you and all them too, nigga, ya heard me
It's Cash Money for life, ya heard me
Fuck all them old bitch-ass niggas throwin' bricks (???????) (fuck 'em all)
It's real over here, nigga, ya heard me (fuck 'em all)
We got this here (fuck 'em all) and we holdin' this here down
Ya heard me, we gon' keep it like that, though, ya dig, nigga
Baby, Slim, Juvie, B.Geezy, Turk, Weezy, Fresh, ya heard me
Joe Casey, Travey, ya heard me, all tha shots, nigga
We comin' through, nigga
We layin' it down, nigga, and we just doin' what we do
Keepin' it real

Top Juvenile, G-Code

I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me cuz I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money
Tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em
I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin' hidin' and duckin'
Stuntin' ridin' and thuggin
Dumpin' fire and bustin'
Lovin, lyin' and lustin'
Stealin' killin' and rapin
Runnin' climbin and chasin
Strugglin hustin' to make
Get it got it I take it
Watch ya Chevy mister
Move ya purse miss
Cuz I tote heavy pistols
And man they burst quick
It's too late to hesitate
I was told there'd be better days
But shit that was yesterday
And still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya labor when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they blood
Can't hide it though
I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove
That's my G-code
Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that
We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthals
Got us a fire connect and went off
Got jammed with this broad that rent cars
Wasn't tryin' to change the game, just be in it
Didn't give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and ree' tennis
Niggas can't survive the shit that we been in
Jack niggas to get some cheap linen
The ones that refuse we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and play hookie
Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay rookie
Bitch couldn't talk to us if she wasn't fuckin'
Ya either be bout it or look and keep truckin
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and died by it
If war ever came we held the fort down
Back, slowed up, we switched and sold pound
Stayed on point to make some more green
Get our stash away from dope fiends
Nigga had a habit he supplied his own
Always stay hot cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little work for the ki's and bones
Crowds draw heat so we be's alone
We learned how to keep our mouth closed and watch
Them other motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all around the clock
We hustlin of course in the gamblin spot
We had a chance to stop, we still wasn't ready
Shit kept comin' so we made more fetti
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines

Top Juvenile, For Everybody

Yeah, U T P nigga, come on! K L C nigga, come on! Holla!
I done tightened up on my G dog
Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
Ya man trippin'? Girl, look we can creep on
Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of yall
Respect my steez, I ain't really bout fallin in love
I travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'
Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin'
Don't make me proceed
I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees
Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe
But I ain't in here for this
Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick
Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new bitch
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
In this jump off!
I done tightened up on my G dog
I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
Cock back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
Respect my gangsta
I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know +50 Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you try to buck, you gone get shot
Hey fella, calm down. I know what ya thinkin'
But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
Don't make me proceed
Spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life!
Especially how I'm feeling tonight
If it was good, it'd be different
But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it!
And bring this shit back to business
You can have yo bitch dog
I live by the rules I'm givin'
Come on, come on, come on
Grab yo bitch my the arm cuz if she stop she hit
Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
And in return, she going out and buy me shit!
I hope my adversaries is listening:
Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these D-vils
Cuz we evil in this!
I'm not about to waste my cream on a bitch
I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for dick
I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
I promise, ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
Wanna see some masks, move to the bricks
But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
Ya heard me?
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off

Top Juvenile, From Her Mama (Mama Got Ass)

she get it from her momma (Daa-aaa-aamn)
she get it from her momma
she get it from her momma
(Bring it on in )she get it from her momma
(Uh-huh)she get it from her momma
(Uh-ah)she get it from her momma
(Uh-ah,Uh-ah,Uh-ah,Uh-ah)she get it from her momma
Verse1(Jivenile)
Where she get her eyes from?she get it from her momma
where she get her thighs from? she get it from her momma
where she learn how to cook from?she get it from her momma
where she get her looks from? she get it from her momma
where she get her ass from?she get it from her momma
where she get her class from?she get it from her momma
where she get her chess from?she get it from her momma
where she learn how to dress from?she get it from her momma
where she get here sense from?she get it from her momma
where she get her income?she get it from her momma
where she get her bug from ?she get it from her momma
where she get her tongue from?she get it from her momma
I wounder why she so crazy ?she get it from her momma
why she wanna be my old lady?she get it from her momma
why she be actin like that ?she get it from her momma
why she aint give me the cat?she get it from her momma
(Chorus)
Big fine woman make you smile
when she pass you damn that girl
sexy ha momma got ass too (4x)
(Verse2)
Why she swear she the boss ?she get it from her momma
why she always gotta call the law?she get it from her momma
why we always havin arguments ?she get it from her momma
why she always gotta call her friends ?she get it from her momma
why she always gotta piss me off ?she get it from her momma
why she always gotta take the call?she get it from her momma
why she wore them tight jeans man gotta nigga ridin hard and I'm
tweakin man ?she get it from her momma
why she gotta make it look at honey speakin?she get it from her momma
why she got me tryin to be wit her this weekend?she get it from her momma
I heard she could fuck too?she get it from her momma
she'll leave ans make it stuck too?she get it from her momma
who told her i was fuckin round ?she get it from her momma
who told her i was back in town ?she get it from her momma
who said don't be scared of him ?she get it from her momma
who said you better merry him ?she get it from her momma
(Chorus)
(Verse3)
who told her not to fuck wit me ?she get it from her momma
who told her I'm fuckin leave ?she get it from her momma
who said I be smokin marijuana?she get it from her momma
who said I be up on the corner ?she get it from her momma
why my tires all cut up shit?she get it from her momma
why my windows all busted up bitch?she get it from her momma
where she get her lips from?she get it from her momma
where she get her hips from ?she get it from her momma
where she learn how to twurk from?she get it from her momma
where she learn how to work from?she get it from her momma
why she be wit that trippin?she get it from her momma
we be chillin and she start the flippin ?she get it from her momma
she still wit her nigga though?she get it from her momma
she'll kill for her nigga dough?she get it from her momma
when she shy she draw attention ?she get it from her momma
natural and no extension ?she get it from her momma
(Chorus)

Top Juvenile, Break A Brick Down

(This is, this is, this is, this is!!)
Yeah... ha ha!
Whoahh (yeah)
You put the coke in a tube, and whaddya get
Whatever you want a car to the flip of your wrist
Drug traffickin been happenin since seventy-six
They lock us up cause government be wantin tax from the shit
I call my people in Detroit, they get that 9-1-1
Hoe gon' put it in her pussy and come flyin with son
And it's plenty full so he gonna consignment some
Same nigga that I be gettin the lime-ah from
Got yay too! How you want it? Soft piece or hard piece?
Work ain't movin, I'll break it down in a heartbeat
I'm tryin to put the new 25's on my Rover
So when I hit the lakefront they gotta slide over
Yeahhh, these hoes be respctin my cars
When I pass, they smile and start adjustin they bras
Niggaz peep hard and get to twistin they lips
But they could easily meet God so homey don't even trip
Ridin with the strap on my lap, other one in the dash
On the way to drop this nigga off a fo'-and-a-half
Last time he put my shit on his tongue
He frowned up, cause the boy was NUMB
Can you break a brick down? I can break a brick down
I can break a brick down, but I prefer to sellin it whole
I read the paper today and everything was kinda chill
Word is circulatin niggaz is tryin to find a deal
So he could ride behind the wheel
of the 300 and put the dub deuces in the grill
You think you can't get killed? Me neither
That's why we almost forced to keep heaters
A quick ruckus if a bitch touch us
Ain't got no beef with no Muslims but move or you get hit brother
These streets move forward and backwards
These fiends out'chea somethin more than just actors
One nigga get popped, another fo' get a package
Watchin out for the law man patrollin the action
What next? We tryin to bring it back to the team
Let our dogs see how it is to do your own thing
Not like Baby though, really put your own bling
You ain't doin nuttin for me nigga, do your own thing
G shit to 'em, I don't just write rhymes
Goin platinum offa talkin about my lifetimes
I'm gettin love in these streets cause they like how I rock
I'm just a thug on the beat, fuck a hip-hop cop
Not jumpin on the bandwagon to get my props
Got somethin happenin fo' me right within my block
Now, everybody wanna be the king of somethin
I guess I'll just call myself the king of hustlin
I make things happen nigga, I'm a panhandler
Shit not like how it's lookin on camera
Won't exercise the right to put the bandana up
And nobody gon' handle us, we never put they hammers up
You couldn't make it where I survive
Right now my city murder rate is at it's all time high
And it's a must I have the piece in sight

Top Juvenile, Be Gone

Feat. Big Tymers
[Chorus 3x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
[Mannie Fresh]
He told me number three was cheap
Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin'
Checkin' in motels every other weekend
Say brah I can't picture lil' one eatin'
Boy you ain't know fo' sho' she creepin'
While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings
Meeting Kitty wit her mouth
That's what yo' chick 'bout
Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out
Sometimes I be likin' when seenin' chicks dykin'
Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'
Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin'
Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting
I be like, "let's get jumped" like a game of checkers
And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records
E.I, C.I, turn a chick out
Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth
[Chorus 2x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
[Baby]
There's a story about a bitch named Sally
A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley
She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance
And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi'
Back of the seat or back of the Palace
I'm a Hot Boy it really don't matter
My brother K.C plays them tellers
That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever
Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better
Dick gotta a bitch in Miami a dick-sweater
Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week"
She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki
I don't care, bitch just ride
Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh
Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride
Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise
[Chorus 2x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
[Mannie Fresh]
Let me tell you about another one of my lovers
I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers
Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait
Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J
[Baby]
These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics
Baby makin' and jaw-jackin'
Mami suck dick like a lowrider
Ooh-wee, don't stop her
[Mannie Fresh]
Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby
Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy
His eyes green, and his hair wavy
Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me
[Baby]
She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches
But I bet I'd hit that old shitty
She a popper, H.G non-stopper
She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her
[Chorus till end] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
[Mannie Fresh over chorus] (Talking)
Nah shawty, don't cry now
Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed
And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes
And get your old ass beeper
You know that beeper that look like a garage opener
The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer
and get on out of here
Yeah you got to leave, got to go
Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink
Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat
Oh yeah, and get your cell phone
That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it
The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass
football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit
Get your old ass cell phone
And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and
them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here
And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings
You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's
You better get them bitches up outta here too
And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back
That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here
You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more
Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin'
And get your Cutlass keys
Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block
You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway
'cause it was leakin' oil
Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out
Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach
Yeah!

Top Juvenile, Back That Thang Up

(Juvenile)
Got you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last, yeah
Hoes clown when you pass, yeah
They mad, yeah
You gon' ride in the Jag, yeah
With dad, yeah
You could smoke or buy a bag, yeah
A grass, yeah
Got money I confess, yeah
And trash, yeah
I'm a Big Tymer nigga, yeah
Pulling trigger, yeah
A player hater to flip with, yeah
Gon' head and fill it, yeah
I be slanging wood, yeah
Out the hood, yeah
Let it be understood, yeah
It's all good, yeah
Got a nigga screaming large, yeah
On the hard, yeah
A smooth ghetto broad, yeah
I want the broad, yeah
A nigga do a trick, yeah
On the dick, yeah
You claiming you want a bitch, yeah
That ain't shit, yeah
The nigga with the money, yeah
Don't act funny, yeah
Got birds and I'm running, yeah
'Bout a hundred, yeah
Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with, back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Girl, who is you playing with back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
(Juvenile)
You got to steal, big ass, yeah
Make me laugh, yeah
Make a nigga wanna grab that
Wanna grab that
I'm sweating on the draws, yeah
On hard, yeah
Wanna walk it like a dog, yeah
Break you off, yeah
How you gon' get yours, yeah
That's for sure, yeah
You fucking with my nerves, yeah
To the curb, yeah
I know you bitches know, yeah
And it show, yeah
But a nigga got some more, yeah
I'm 'bout to flow, yeah
Fresh off some shit, yeah
In his bitch, yeah
We be making hit, yeah
After hit, yeah
Them titties sitting nice, yeah
I wanna bite, yeah
I could fuck you right, yeah
All night, yeah
Wanna bring it to my house, yeah
On the couch, yeah
Knock the pussy out, yeah
Get them out, yeah
I wanna see these hoes, yeah
Bend it low, yeah
Let me run it in the hole, yeah
Let me know, yeah
(Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with back that ass up
(Manny Fresh)
I know you can't stand it
Big Bandit done landed
See the draws handed
We can go get it y'all gang split it y'all
Put the bitch on the wall and I hit it y'all
I'm looking kind of lonely
I'm feeling horny
Put the dick in the middle like Monee
Big, thick plumber chick
And a Hummer chick
Beat the dick like a motherfucking drummer chick
Cinch that putty-cat look at that
I love a fucking hoody-rat
That's a fact
You'se a motherfucking get it girl
Quit it girl
I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga
The hit it girl
(Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with back that ass upGirl, you looks good, won't you
back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with back that ass up
(Lil Wayne)
Na, na, na, na, na
After you back it up, then stop
Then wha-wha-what
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Now after you back it up, then stop
Now,wha-wha-wha-what
Drop it like it's hot
Now drop It like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
C-M-P make you drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Ha

Top Juvenile, Bounce Back

I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Look, Look,
You ever had corns on your finger from squeezing a Mac too much ?
Nigga be robbing the dice game, while me and lil wack you up,
Tripping, stole and stripped cars for a living,
Stayed away from home whenever they was bitching,
We used to rush the customers for sales when they pulled up in cars,
Until the undercovers started putting us behind bars,
Menace to Society is all we watch In the back seat strapped with the throw away glock,
I got some partners in the business never seeing the light,
Ya people would have gotten Cochrane if ya cheese was right,
You know I hold it down player, you a dog,
I'm a real nigga I ain't gon' stop accepting your phone call,
I'ma blow and toss a hoe for you like I'm supposed to do,
I'm serious and focused too, you know I'm overdue,
The first nigga to park a Rolls-Royce in the bricks,
While I fly a private charter out of town by a bitch
Try to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds,
As long as I breathe there ain't nothing in this world that they can't be,
Yeah I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke,
Started tweaking and broke into the people's house next door,
Shot a nigga for smoking rocks on my mom back porch,
Damn near graduated and got on that dope,
My, work is in part, I am better than smart,
Homie, I hustle with a strategy that has never been taught,
I could make a coke flip, I can make a hoe strip,
I can spray a whole clip, I takes nothing from no bitch,
I got the money in the case, .45 on the waist,
Pitbulls in the yard so stay away from my gates,
Could you believe a nigga feeling like he still ain't ate,
Huh, y'all don't understand, you should have seen my plate,
I'd love to give you some credit, but even you said it,
Your serious about your money, and right now I'm trying to get it
Yeah, CMR, Black Connection,
I'm on a mission Lil Daddy to put this paint on the caddy,
Riding through the hood and we blowing them candy,
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet,
I was raised in the 3rd thats the heart of the streets,
Saw death and crime from the first same time,
Them rims on shine just a vision of mine,
Put this shit back together cuz I stay on the grind,
Niggaz know I gets me, I stunt all the time,
For the dead and the gone, the young and the grown,
OG mother fuckers who be getting it on,
Niggaz stunt'n and they shining, Bling Blinging all the time and,
I hold my hood down for the shit that I'm driving,
Nigga thug till' death remember the projects ?,
Juve done came back now you bitches upset ?,
Niggas know how we getting it, cuz we getting it on,

Top Juvenile, Back That Ass Up

featuring Manny Fresh & Lil Wayne
(Juvenile)
Got you working with some ass yeah
You bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash yeah
His last yeah
Hoes clown when you pass yeah
They mad yeah
You gon' ride in the Jag yeah
With dad yeah
You could smoke or buy a bag yeah
A grass yeah
Got money I confess yeah
And trash yeah
I'm a Big Tymer nigga yeah
Pulling trigger yeah
A player hater to flip with, yeah
Gon' head and fill it, yeah
I be slanging wood, yeah
Out the hood, yeah
Let it be understood, yeah
It's all good, yeah
Got a nigga screaming large, yeah
On the hard, yeah
A smooth ghetto broad, yeah
I want the broad, yeah
A nigga do a trick, yeah
On the dick, yeah
You claiming you want a bitch, yeah
That ain't shit, yeah
The nigga with the money, yeah
Don't act funny, yeah
Got birds and I'm running, yeah
'Bout a hundred, yeah
(Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Girl, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
(Juvenile)
You got to steel, big ass, yeah
Make me laugh, yeah
Make a nigga wanna grab that
Wanna grab that
I'm sweating on the draws, yeah
On hard, yeah
Wanna walk it like a dog, yeah
Break you off, yeah
Get, how you gon' yours, yeah
That's for sure, yeah
You fucking with my nerves, yeah
To the curb, yeah
I know you bitches know, yeah
And it show, yeah
But a nigga got some more, yeah
I'm 'bout to flow, yeah
Fresh off some shit, yeah
In his bitch, yeah
We be making hit, yeah
After hit, yeah
Them titties sitting nice, yeah
I wanna bite, yeah
I could fuck you right, yeah
All night, yeah
Wanna bring it to my house, yeah
On the couch, yeah
Knock the pussy out, yeah
Get them out, yeah
I wanna see these hoes, yeah
Bend it low, yeah
Let me run it in the hole, yeah
Let me know, yeah
(Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
(Manny Fresh)
I know you can't stand it
Big Bandit
Done landed
See the draws handed
We can go get it y'all
Gang split it y'all
Put the bitch on the wall and I hit it y'all
I'm looking kind of lonely
I'm feeling horny
Put the dick in the middle like Monee
Big, thick plumber chick
And a Hummer chick
Beat the dick like a motherfucking drummer chick
Cinch that putty-cat
Look at that
I love a fucking hoody-rat
That's a fact
You'se a motherfucking get it girl
Quit it girl
I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga
The hit it girl
(Chorus)
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
(Lil Wayne)
Na, na, na, na, na
After you back it up, then stop
Then wha-wha-what
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Now after you back it up, then stop
Now, wha-wha-wha-what
Drop it like it's hot
Now drop It like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
C-M-P make you drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Ha

Top Juvenile, After Cash Money Concert

Yo yo my name is ICE the game for me is like a strom i Thought I worn ya'll
bamas how i roll with army bandans kids schatter when I come around pokets full
of candy gettin puppy love winks from BRANDY I'm shy so i'm going to Plan "B"
can't let the teacher see her with detintion not to menchtion moms might cerk
out probly tomorrow recss seem like a long day yo I'm gone a get mine cause I
got dimondas on my finger wathe's on my wrist braclet on the other 1 how cool
is this I gota girl her mother real nice so go out and buy her some ice.

Top Juvenile, Around The Way

Dis rain 'sposed to drop, when I first hit the block
Niggaz wasn't really feelin me then {"Do it!"}
I had a little drama, I was bout that there
That's how a nigga kept his name in the wind {"Do it!"}
I'm from the projects, as in the 3rd Ward
As up in uptown, ah-what you heard of, it goes
{"Hey, hey, hey!"} Put your trigger fingers up I'm from around the way, it goes
{"Hey, hey, hey!"} Put your trigger fingers up I'm from around the way, it goes
I got ghosts on my team unseen
And they only be ridin with me 'til we do one thing
The watch, the bling bling, fuck what you heard
I ain't even gotta tell 'em nothin to give 'em the word
Put bosses on injured reserve, fuck losses
Put your sister brother mammy and your pa on the curb
I can make an ounce out of a quarter of a bird
Introduce you to the killers, all my dogs in the 3rd
Know that, this ain't the spot to sco' at
Cause you don't know if nigga really got a package or he's scopin to jack
If they get'cha won't nobody rat
These families been here for years with kids and they not about to demolish that
We got {?} and a lot of crack
Clearin our tracks cause fiends could be givin 'em a whole lot of facts
My lil' spot where it was poppin at
Standin in the court all day thinkin of ways to get out of that
Storm with me, waitin on Mignon and Iggy
And this one gon' be out'chea in a minute ya hear me?
Hoe listen, watch them niggaz, let me do me
They gon' spin the bend right now, they know we on duty
I got my lil' cutey, I took her from hard times
Go 'head hand me the strap when these niggaz get out of line
I ain't tryin to size the beef up or measure it
But I'm know in your place's where you motherfuckers better get
We ain't gotta go back and forth people to settle this
X Juvey out, just handle business for Terius
I'm Conan wild wod', I'm glow{?}anchardo{?}
Run up like a stupid and get thrown in the pile hoe
You don't see me with no bodyguards, probably in exotic cars
Gettin the 411 from a lot of broads
You can get this money with me you ain't gotta starve
You my people with this business so I got a job
Yeah I'm focusin on learnin from all your mistakes now
Was a face in the crowd, I'm a baller with grace now
I miss illegal shit but I don't fuck with the cops
Cause I'm always smokin some killer when I cut through the blocks and stop
'Fore I ignore it, my name be in all type of shit
Trippin over my car, and I don't even like the bitch
Niggaz get that false courage and buck
But you ain't doin shit unless the murder rate raise up
Lil' wonder, youth symbol stand for two K's up
It ain't your motherfuckin business about who pays us
Projects know you got some change on ya, it' sa shame on ya
I'm fresh out of the shootin range with my aim on ya
I heard 'em say they catchin feelings now cause I'm boss
Well put your drawers in your booty bitch and break to the North
What nigga I ain't feelin nothin, and I ain't fearin none

Top Juvenile, 4 Minutes

You know we don't drop hits, uh-uh
We drop classics nigga, uh-huh
Cash Money, c'mon, get at me nigga
Nigga thuggin, is in my blood and my genes
All the niggaz I fuck with they bling bling
But yet it's my block my hood my set nigga
Uptown is the spot where you get put to the test nigga
Best be bout unloadin a Tec nigga
You better protect your head, fuck the chest nigga
I run with the killers guerillas and the headbusters
I grew up with murderers and hustlers you can't trust 'em
I been cut-throatin niggaz for a while now
I stay to tapin and whoopin ballers who got plots
of birds or chickens or ki's or bricks, whatever
Click clack! I got to have it, no matter
what, the, situation be
I'm bout my fetti my dollars my loot my grip my green
UPT 13 and CMB
is what I represent for life and I'm H-O-T nigga
(4, minutes, left!)
Dis bitch off the hook! Nigga never sleep
Dis bitch full of crooks, they hunt for the weak
Niggaz comin home tryin to hit 'em a lick
Wanna bounce from a quarter ounce up to a brick
Dem old side niggaz, them new side niggaz
Might get loaded but they do ride niggaz
They stuck in line, but right after it's all over
The block party jumpin at Washington in Magnolia
They smokin weed, they slangin D they sellin ki's
While bitches shakin they ass in the middle of the street
You representin? It better be M-A-G
Or niggaz gon' get mad and, never let you leave
A bill mine, 6th Street and Hadley
Willow Street, Robertson and T.C.
It's on fire from the wars they cause
A bunch of ignorant motherfuckers wearin camoflauge
(3, minutes, left!)
Yes, one-seven nigga, look
Niggaz step down to the nasty, filthy, dirty
Holly Grove, Carrington, 17 you heard me?
Need them, birdies? You should see Weezy
Prices, cheaper than the average, ki's be
We be, thuggers, stunners, hustlers
Kidnap mothers, rape with no rubbers
What the, hell? What is that I smell?
No it's not but it's a dead body by the canal
My grill, platinum; necklace, platinum
Rolex, platinum; Hot Boy, ask him
Blunts, we pass 'em; guns, we have 'em
We do not flash 'em unless we gon' blast 'em
My clothes, Rees, Tees, Girbauds
Fo'-fo's, semi-automatic calicos
Brrrrrrr! Reload - *tch-chk* explode
Let it be told, I'm from Holly Grove, what?
(2, minutes, left!)
Look.. look, look
Plenty got diamonds in my Rolex
Two karats on my finger, ten around my fuckin neck
It's a must everyday that I keep my pockets fat
Got so many haters that's why I stay strapped on my gat
I bust back back leave yo' bitch ass flat
Trust that if you play with me I dress in black
That's a fact don't make me click up with Karen and Brad-Brad(?)
You head your lose that, ain't no comin back back, I'm tellin you
Play with me your people people gon' be smellin you
Make me pop and throw, six niggaz gon' carry you
People don't have no money they can't bury you
Don't have no insurance you be in the freezer a week or two
Bought that insurin yourself cousin
Get it how you live it nigga when they come cousin
Gun I'ma peel it nigga you can run cousin
Gun click get hit and you get stung cousin, stung cousin

Top Juvenile, 3rd Ward Solja

You gone take them 5? Or you gone take them to the trial?
And go get denied?
By that probation and you just got, caught with that fry
That alibi ain't gone work,
Ain't it somethin' how them niggas from out that three be doin' that dirt?
Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four,
Then you can go in them hallways and smoke that fire all day
Shhhh....be quiet,
Tonight is the night that we ride,
Thirty camoflauge hummers with niggas inside
With choppers, doin', surgery on bodies like head doctors
Be quiet, cuz they mad tonight, we gone act a ass tonight,
I'ma take a body to that project for a sacrifice,
That Calliope got that dope for less,
Fuck around that bitch if you want, and get left,
Brains hangin' off the steps, people cryin',
Second line, T-shirtin', feet hurtin' from all of that twerkin'
Calliope thug
3rd Ward Solja
Melphanine thug
3rd Ward Solja
P-S-E thugs
3rd Ward Solja
Wild Magnolia
3rd Ward Solja
I'm an optimal smokin', chopper totin',
Bustin' caps wide open,
Top of line coatin', reebok sportin',
Expedition corner spender,
Big fine woman bender, put the weight in the blender
Got big bags by rillas,
Shiesty like a splinter, and empty out the braids in the center,
U.P.T. fader remember,
Follow me, follow me,
Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys...
Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy
Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys...
Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy
Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys...
Run up on P-S-E and you will get stopped boy
Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys...
Run up on the third and you will get stopped boy
Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys...
Run up on the U and you will get stopped boy
I'm from the seventh ward, and I believe in God,
I drive seven thirty-five's and I love these broads
I wear Girbaud jeans, and I bought my green,
Camoflauge over our eyes that's how we do these things,
I run with Juvenile, that nigga so wild,
Get buck like the fuck I'm glad I use Dial,
Now who the fuck I are? I'm a superstar
Ca$h Money rules everything around me bruh
Shop on that Ramp, shop in the Lio and Josephine,
Shop in that Nolia, that Valence Street and P-S-E,
They got some Hot Boys that represent that U.P.T.,
And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees
Shop on that Ramp, shop in that Lio and Josephine,
Shop in that Nolia, that Valence Street and P-S-E,
That got some Hot Boys that represent that U.P.T.,
And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees
Gert-Town, Downtown, and Holly Grove can't fuck with the Melph and the Calio
I told ya, I told ya, them boys don't want beef with the Nolia,
And I warned ya, and I warned ya,
Can't fuck with that 10th ward St. Thomas,
And on the V.L., and on the V.L., can't fuck with them boys on V.L.
Apple and Eagle so real they come, that's the only real niggas in Carrollton,
Gert-Town, Downtown and Holly Grove can't fuck with the Melph and the Calio
I told ya, I told ya, them boys don't want beef with that Nolia,
And I warned ya, and I warned ya,
Can't fuck with that 10th Ward St. Thomas
3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
Lights on, mask on creep silent,
Lights gone, we done left your block quiet,
Lights on, mask on creep silent,
Lights gone, we done left your block quiet,
What you niggas know about them 3rd Ward thugs?
What you niggas know about them Holly Grove?
What you niggas know about them Hot Boy thugs?
What you niggas know about CMR thugs?

Top Juvenile, Animal

Gentlemen and ladies, it's your boy, the dude
Freaky-fre, fre, fre-eh-Fresh
We gon' bring it to you somethin like this
Woof, I'm a animal, yes I am a animal
I'm a animal, yes I am a animal
I'm a animal, yes I am a animal
I'm a animal, yes I am a animal
How you just gon' back me up and I'm 2 dollars from bein rich
You oughta be grateful a nigga like me even see you BITCH
I was thinkin about rockin Arribas, but the gators look nice
Nigga was talkin about they was comin out like players tonight
They won't let me in with my pistol I'm okay with the knife-a
Anything I can get my hands on when the fight starts
Could get one of these hoes that's gotta stand, by the right bar
Get the wife and she could {?} {?} light stars
She ain't stupid, she recognize who it is
Enjoy the lyrics on the records, play the songs for the kids
For instance, I can come through bouncin in this bitch like what
And she's figured this shit, she ready to give that life up
Wonderin how do it feel to be with G's like us
Be in a better situation than that all night bus
You're wild hoe be fuckin up my G's
You better get back, I spent six and a quarter for these, ya hear me?
Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it
Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it
Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it
Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it
I see you watchin how the boy comes to Grover
And you wanna overthrown him, knock him off his throne
Your potnahs rockin with you 'til they find out who it is
Then they gon' try to convince y'all to leave it alone
I'm here to sabotage what enemies accomplish
They're not about the camouflage, the homies that I ride with
I keeps it ghetto for my street people and convicts
I don't vouch for nobody, I just make sure I pay homage
Hey shorty, this nigga here's a vet like Shaq
I don't have to control the ball but I control that rap
If I smack you on your ass you gonna throw that back
They like it when a gangster take control like that
She feels protected when she in that Lexus
Givin me head, got me takin all wrong exits
I'm not the people you should be upset with
I don't mean no harm baby and I'm not sexist
A gangsta still fightin charges but he totes that glock
Like a junkie with a pipe up in the smoke crack spot
I be in every hood, see I knows the block
From Watts to one-fo'-fifth by the clothing shops
Nope, I ain't rockin with them boys I was with
But I'm still blingin and showin off my toys in this bitch
When a real nigga show up hoes switch up they games
Tell us who they really is and give y'all different names
Claimin, she ain't nuttin like them boys be sayin
Shit I'm only tryin to knock the pussy outta the frame
Look here, I tried to chill but they gave me some mills
Me and Mannie back at it, 'bout to get another deal
I got my hand wrapped around the steerin wheel
Hoes like EWWW they can't understand the grill
Skip called me up he got them all on chill

Top Juvenile, A Million and One Things

What
This.. this here's real, nigga
It's real, nigga
Too real
Pay attention even though I'm young, nigga
Look, look
This one here's on tha up, dog
For all my people with bad luck, dog
Strugglin', tryin' ta make a buck, dog
For all tha peeps who ain't with us, dog
For all my niggas in Angola, stay tough, dog
See, this from shorty on tha real
I'm tired of seein' my niggas gettin' killed
They hustlin' for a mil, nigga, hustle for your bills
If ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, I'm trill
If I got it ta spend, then I got it ta kill
But listen, man.. I know ya see tha ice glistenin', man
I know it make you wanna go get it bad
But ya gotta think 'fore ya move, partna
'Cause it'll make your ship sink and you 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 nigga
And teach, my nigga
If ya don't work ya don't eat, my nigga
They got a million and one things that you could be doin'
Than hangin' around this motherfucker talkin' to your children
Get off your ass, lil' daddy, and go and get it
It's starin' at ya right in your face, you ain't wit it
Look at ya, you're fuckin' up and I can tell it too
What is ya smokin'? Everything a nigga sellin' you?!
I know you could do better than that, and deserve more
Ya use to be tight with your game back in '84
All tha hoes use ta jock ya
Niggas use ta knock ya
Stay a big shot, motherfucker couldn't stop ya
Then ya went ta runnin' 'round tha project with them junkies
Holes in your shoes, and your body all funky
Lips all ashy, eyes popped out
Spendin' your children check, takin' food out they mouth
And you get mad with me 'cause I don't wanna give you ten
I don't support your habit, nigga, y'all grown men
I got kids ta feed, I got bills ta pay
I got people comin' askin' for shit everyday
I can't please everybody, but I love my folks
If I give ya everything, baby, I'ma be broke
Look... look.. look
Where I stay, times is hard for a lot of my peeps
Some of my rounds doin' bad.. can't even much eat
Everytime I pass through, beggin' me for a dollar
Thinkin' I owe them somethin', don't even wanna holla
Nigga who use ta be ballin' ain't ballin' no mo'
I can see they life fadin' away slowly for sure
Niggas who I come up with get me full of that dope
Use ta care about theyself, ain't care no mo'
Niggas want me ta help 'em.. ain't helpin' theyself
You must be out your mind if you ain't helpin' yourself
Ain't no love loss... I just gotta stay my distance
Gotta keep my mind straight.. before I come up missin'
Gotta do my rap thing, and make my paper, mister
Ain't gon' let nobody stop me from gettin' my six figures
Gettin' my shine on, bling-blingin' everyday
If you're not for tha right, stay tha fuck out my way, nigga
Everytime I hit tha block, it look like it get worse
Make me wonder if V.L. and Magnolia got a curse
My niggas still my niggas... got love for 'em all
I hate to see that market ride they back and make 'em fall
Somebody tell me, if I didn't have change and I was broke
Would I get tha same attention when I'm in tha next four-door
No, I don't think so, I'll be a equal nigga
On the set, smokin' jo's, beggin' people for scrilla
On the reala... if I could do it, then you could
Lay your hustle down and make your way out the hood
Ain't nobody gon' give no hand-outs, I swear
Ain't nobody gon' pay tha bills in your house, I swear
They don't care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga
You ain't no child, look in tha mirror, you're grown, my nigga
Do yourself a favor: leave tha heroin alone, my nigga
And get your hustle on, nigga, get it on, my nigga
Man, you could be out here tryin' ta do somethin', man
I mean everytime we come through, man, I do somethin' for my people, man
I give tha little kids a dollar or so, ya know what I'm sayin'
I try ta do things for tha football team
Try ta take care of my people
Try ta show them how ta help theyself

Top Juvenile, Never Had Shit

That's right, Cash Money done
took over this shit, motherfuckers.
Y'all don't know how ta do it. I'ma
show ya how I live. (Number-one
stunters.) Peep this shit out, lil' one:
(This is how the fuck we do it, boy)
My pockets flooded with money like it been rainin' for months
Put Jackie Chan outta business, tha way that I live stunt
Man, I'll spend fifty G's on just a chair and a sofa
Got tired of all that drivin' so I got me a chauffeur
Gettin' head watchin' TV on tha block of Magnolia
Give tha kids twenty dollars when I open my door
My grill like marble floors, was workin' with four
After we score, I laid there and got me six more
Now my body needs ta be treated, I'm 'bout to get weak
Full of that shit, gon' kill that man, he got me hungry and greedy
They call my watch tha North Pole cuz it's flooded with ice
It's a bitch in tha day, a motherfucker at night
If somebody get my jewelry they'll be set for life
Buy a house before tha wedding, and a ring for tha wife
Money ain't shit ta me because I'm young and I'm blessed
I don't carry no cash; it's credit cards, or checks
Actin' like a nigga that ain't never had shit
Lookin' through my ben, sayin', "There's some asses."
Nigga, I stretched tha Rover, stopped playin' with these hoes
Got a hundred on my left, fifty on tha wrist, ho
Fuck, I be shinin' from tha clothes, cars, jewelry
Got seven-year-old children wanna grow up to be like me
Niggas pullin' up, drivin' off tha showroom floor
Got a mouth full of gold so I can boot these hoes
Somebody asked me tha time, I just had ta look back
Showed them tha biggettes on my watch and said how I could see that
Got trillion cut earrings so I can blind these hoes
I'm tha number-one stunter fuckin' rap-hoes (rap-hoes)
Stun'n is a way of livin', ya fuckin' with my clique
Try ta pay tha dealership that sell tha shit that don't exist
I got all my hoes ridin' Lexus Coupe two-door
Put tha Cadillac up, it was movin' too slow
We Cash Money stunters runnin' long as tha street
You wan' verify our cash, go ask First NBC, nigga
Look, look
Bitches... say I stunt too much
It's o... k cuz I can back it up
Know you gon'.. let me.. do what I do
Rock my Rolie, ride drop-tops, too
'Til tha day I die, I'm gon' shine
Drive top-of-tha-line
Pop bottles of wine
Break bread with my cliquer niggas... niggas
Toss hoes, take naked pictures... pictures
Rap, hustle, get paid, nigga... nigga
Try not to get a big head, nigga... nigga
Look, you like my watch, ha
You like my ring, ha
You like tha way it look and how it bling bling, ha
I got so many karats, I could feed ten rabbits
Got so much ice, cool me down when I wear it
Every nigga in my clique... bubble and glide

Top Juvenile, Catch Your Cut

Uh-come on
Juvie
Are you ready?
Uh-huh
These hoes.. know.. I act.. bad
They say.. gone.. with your dog.. ass
I slang.. dick.. I lay.. pipe
All fuckin'.. day.. goin' through tha.. night
I fuck.. cousins.. I fuck.. friends
Juvie drive.. Jag.. Geezy ride.. Benz
I'll put that dick on tha ho, look, I'll bust four nuts
Then I open ta see if she can back.. that ass up
Bitch, my dick.. wanna.. feel your.. lips
Don't do it.. right.. go get some.. tips
Come back.. later.. try once.. more
Fuck up a-.. -gain.. bitch, ya gotta.. go
I'm.. gonna.. keep.. doin' my thang
Hot.. Boy B.G. don't play games
Either.. way.. ho, I'll get mine
I'll jack off lookin' you dead in your eyes
Bitch, go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut
Lil' B.G. done caught his.. nut
Bitch go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut
Juve-.. -nile.. done caught his.. nut
Spread your.. legs.. touch your.. toes
Soon as.. I.. come out these.. 'Bauds
I'm J-U-.. -V.. a H-O-.. -T
B-O-.. -Y.. from that.. three
Bitch, I'm.. hot.. sweaty, gettin'.. moist
Tha girl want me.. ta show her my.. choice
Ya know what I.. mean.. I wanna.. push
Dick in your.. ass like it's a.. dousch
Ya gotta be.. clean.. wash it.. good
Before I.. come.. and lay this.. wood
Eat this.. meat.. please, no.. teeth
Every.. day.. and all through tha.. week
I know whatcha.. need.. liquor and.. weed
A hour and a.. half.. I'll plant this.. seed
You do it for that.. I'll do it for.. game
Both of us.. straight.. ya can't com-.. -plain
Look at that.. there.. she big.. find
She could be.. yours.. or she could be.. mine
It ain't no.. thang.. bring her on a.. trip
Get her in tha.. room.. and she'll get it.. flipped
She'll do what she.. do.. and do it.. well
And me and.. you.. could make it.. swell
I'm your.. nigga.. you my.. dog
We fuck.. cuts.. and there's no.. walls
It ain't no.. beef.. you could go.. first
Or both of us.. could go.. and hit that.. skirt
Once it's.. over.. still don't.. stop
Find us a-.. -nother, and open up shop, nigga
I'm with.. that.. man, let's.. go
Out right.. now.. to smash some.. hoes
We play.. that.. just like.. g's
Nigga, I'm.. straight.. 'cause I done bust three
Bitch, go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut
B. At-.. -rice.. done caught his.. nut
Bitch, go, 'head.. catch your.. cut
Sugar.. Slim.. done bust his.. nut
Bitch, go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut
Mannie.. Fresh.. done bust his.. nut

Top Juvenile, Livin' In The Projects

I'm a nigga from the third with a helluva nerve,
And if you cross my line then you will get served,
I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
Muthafuckas get killed in this game I play
I put these hands on a nigga cuz he talk too much,
He told my business to a bitch, I had to fuck him up
When I confronted this nigga, he got highly upset,
Took off his shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
So I slammed his ass, the nigga started to kick,
I went to stompin' in his face, fuckin' up his shit,
Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin',
I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
The niggas was stuntin', but I had mine,
Five times through the chest, family outside cryin',
On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady,
Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,
I asked just where she's headed, she said "7th Ward",
Release the fine bitch out the St. Bernard,
She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's,
Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,
Took her halfway home and told the bitch "Get on",
Didn't give a fuck about her cuz I gave her the bone,
Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
Niggas roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
Fuckin' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,

Top Juvenile, In Ya Ass

Look I'm tryin to live right now
Make a better place for my kids right now
Or get out my face is how it is right now
All I wanna have is my own shit right now..
So much go through my head all day
The game situation is be paid or played
I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery
And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason
I got away from all that bullshit, that thuggin and thievin
And as far as this Cash Money shit it's part of my blood
And we feed each other everyday by showin 'em love
It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood
And whoever sleepin on it dem dat's gonna wake up
I need dough to feed me and my people
To get a pie and eat special from, Julio's
Fuck ya boy, I don't care, who he know
Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe
I ain't tryin to be a bully I just want what I earned
He's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned
You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
I've seen shit that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw
They bustin right over the backseat of a stolen car
I was seven they had to be about nine or ten
His momma Fay she done ran through who's dyin again
Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say
As soon as she smoke that crack, shit done fucked with her head
Momma gon' love her kids, and they (?) aware
And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer
Durin the struggles of my life I learned to take heed to shit
I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks
All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights
I always visioned that one day this would be my life
Back then it wasn't gravy, the street wasn't right
Especially in our house, we didn't eat some nights
On come new technology these days and times
And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind
Fuck what you got nigga, I'm makin mine
I messed up my first lil change, I'ma be straight this time
To the fullest, always huntin, for it to spend
I went out and got it dawg, I can do it again
Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil nigga
I don't care what you got you get shot lil nigga
I been thuggin, and I'm lovin my life
The reason I made it to here because I been livin trife
For spite stoppin knockin old niggaz off
Tryin to be the fuckin boss and shotcall
Ride round in the toughest cars, double R's
Fuckin over niggaz don't want see me ball
Now which one of your peers wanna come do this
I ain't with all of that talkin cause my gun do flip
Lift niggaz off they feet when they run they lip
Tryin to tell you bout people, tell you that chick's on chips
You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
I'm straight off of the street that's why I'm out chea bad
Comin through yo' door with a bag and a Mag
If you don't like me nigga, nigga come out
Fuck, I don't like you either though bitch-ass nigga
Boy-ass nigga.. what? Fuck you in ya ass
Da da da
Da da da da.. hahahaha
I don't like you either though
Punk, pussy, candy-ass nigga
Wearin another nigga drawers ass nigga

Top Juvenile, Get Your Hustle On

Fa sho' nigga, off top
Believe this playboy, fa sho' nigga
I'm the #1 stunna, don't flinch you bitch
I cash in quick and go and flash my 6
Twenty inch dub niggaz how you love that bitch?
20 ki's or hard blocks, we call them bricks
I'm a Uptown survivor, niggaz stash the lick
Just bought a new Beemer, X-5 the bitch
Puttin dubs with a kit nigga, flash yo' shit
Puttin ice in my grill, fuck a classy bitch
I'm a Uptown thug, can't you see that shit?
I'm around the way hunt for quarter ki's and bricks
You can catch me at the club with a ghetto bitch
Or you can see me at my mansion with a nasty bitch
Flat screen, loud music, me and Fresh a bitch
Pullin out the driveway with new cars and shit
Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit
Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch
Let me get my hustle on, nigga all for Nol'
Let me make a hundred mill', nigga slow but sho'
Let me spin my new wheels in front yo' do'
Let me hit the battlefield nigga slangin snow
I wonder why niggaz always be doin stupid shit
No sense involved at all, it's foolishness
Now if a nigga take it and somebody hit yo' stash
is you goin to bust his ass or are you gonna let that pass?
Besides, it only was a bundle of dough
You a hustler nigga, you know how to get you some mo'
Just tighten up yo' circle and surveillance your spot
If you catch a nigga touchin somethin, he gettin got
Now carry on with whatcha doin 'fore the people get hot
Leave them hoes alone cause they the reason we gettin got
If you owe a nigga pay him they be holdin a grudge
He don't want to take a loss but he'll take it in blood
Make sure fiends don't pass, make all the cash
Big fired bags and floss on they ass
I've been through some shit, that make me a survivalist
I may be a lot of different things, but I'm not a bitch
But anyway, I'm not the subject of the matter
All y'all bitch ass niggaz I'm comin after
Cause the minute that I start slippin
Look at who is gon' be tryin to get in my position, niggaz is grimin
But what they don't know, I got some killers that's behind me
I used to pull it off way back in the early 90's
If any one of y'all wanna do it we can do it
Don't hold it on your chest dog, don't be pumpin fluid
I'm a Uptown hunter on Washington 6th
Set the line goin down (?) a bitch
They got that iron Uptown and they slangin it quick
Valence is my home, I'ma rep 'til I'm gone
Valence and Magnolia, but Greyhead roam
Magnolia Projects is where I set my roam
Saratoga and (?), I call my home

Top Juvenile, Set It Off (Radio Remix)

(Okay) Uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (mmhmm) uh-huh
(Mmhmm) Street mix (street mix)
(Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen..
(Ladies and gentleman!)
Okay I'm Weezy Wee the man and I reps it well
And it's gon' be Cash Money whether death or jail
Catch me flossin in the hood, tryin to get at ya girl
Or in a Porsche like a bat out of hell - vrrrrooom
Now I'ma tell ya how it is and no matter the cost
Respect me or get a shot to where you gather your thoughts
Got a Escalade wavin on them deep dish rims
And got ya girl sayin "We just friends" - I ain't trippin
I'ma do it for my city so ya gotta get with it
Blue-eyed Bentley, knew I'd get it, uh-huh
From the streets of the dirty, it's humid and muddy
We get money or it get bloody, ya hoid me?
I got some freaks on my side that you'll like
And somethin on my wrist colder than a Coors Light
It's SQ-7 CMB it's life
It's Hot Boy forever Weezy Wee get right, uh-huh
(Ladies and gentleman!)
A wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?
A wodie, whassup? A wodette, whassup?
A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?
I'm the #1 stunna Baby, B, Bryan and Bubba
Got that Crist' in my hand, a pistol in the other
Olde English and Hot Boy bout to get in some trouble
Plus I'm leanin off the liquor, bout to get at your woman
I'm runnin with them HPG's, them Uptown thugs
I ain't buyin the bar homey I'm buyin the club
So momma look, get chea, show me whassup
Put some straightenin on them dubs, and show me some love
Like Hennessy, (?), clean, G
You gotta admit it that's the way it's supposed to be
I'm the bird man homey and I'm sellin them cheaps
Put hits on bustaz while I'm brushin my teefs
Can't quit this now cause you done played it too strong
Stunna call you on it 'til I'm dead and gone
One love to them Hot Boys, sellin that wrong
And my homies in the pen, from usin they phones
Look, forget what ya heard dawg, Turk still thuggin
You got me messed up, bout to make me start bustin
Trust me, I don't miss cousin
And the last thing you see is fire and blood gushin
I'm a lil' thug, always strapped with that thang
You get killed thug, when you're messin with me main
I run with real soldiers called the B.G.F.
Ready for anything you could believe dat dere
I guess it's in us to be the way that we be
We all from Uptown, from the 3 'til the 13th
We tote choppers, with a hundred in 'em
And you see them dome shots we bout, runnin in 'em
We play it raw, give a know what about the law
They get stole too when they, messin with us
My team still strong, we all from the hood

Top Juvenile, 400 Degreez

: 400 degreez
Ya see me I eat sleep shit and talk rap
Ya seen that 98 mercedes on t.v. I bought that
I had some felony charges I fought that
Been sent to no return but still was bought back
Nigga threw some slangs at me woodie I caught that
I punished them lil bitches before they can car jack
Now I'm lookin for they family and pile up the war bat
If I aint a hotboy then what do you call that
Nigga disrespect me I'ma be in all black
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and mercy gettin' dunked on
Ride top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jepp ridin' four deep
I booted up at these nigga claimin' they know me
[Robotic Voice]
You don't want to fuck wit me
Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz
Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz
Bitch what I'll bust yo ass up
Don't even go there woodie cuz I'm ready to mas up
I heard about the money thats some nice change
For the right price I'll bust the right frame
Why must a nigga try I can't do the right thing
Only God knows what the future might bring
Nigga might be shot, nigga might be triffling
Nigga might survive if he bout that right flame
Whats up that'll stop a nigga from playin'
Sumin like a chopper or a grenade in his hand
Boy look nigga don't play no games no mo
Nigga'll bust ya head if you bang his hoe
Attitude adjustments we all need
Don't call the enforcements nigga call me
I bet cha I'll get them niggas off yo block
I bet cha I'll show them niggas this boy hot
Alright stop it cuz I done had enough
When it comes to my partners I'm ready to bust
Baby let me get the keys to the roover truck
Man let me get this beef shit over bro
Aint no bit this year I'm from the 'nolia bro
Whats yo beef plan cuz it was told to us
How I'ma be runnin' with these killas and backin' down
How I'ma look in front of my people, like a clown
The G code what we live by and we die by
The book is what we will never abide by
Niggas drive by, gettin loose
Keep'em with each other like a checker board in use
Come in compton or the watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females stallions
Give me the keys to ya car and ya medallion

Top Juvenile, U Understand

CMR bitch. G -Code nigga, G-code nigga, G-code nigga
I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand)
I'm a rapper but I'm still 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 here for a minute lil wodie (ya understand)
Ain't bout to let nobody fuck over me (ya understand)
I don't need ya playa hatin' on Juvey (ya understand)
Don't be talkin' about what you gon' do with me (ya understand)
I'll ride everyday of the week (ya understand)
Ya get ya issue when ya playin' with me (ya understand)
I'll crawl at the spot that ya sleep (ya understand)
Get with my niggas from the block and we creep (ya understand)
Load it up cock it back and get ready (ya understand)
Make sure you be holdin' it steady (ya understand)
We gon' go in there and blow the bitch up (ya understand)
Soon as we get 'em we gon' all get the fuck (ya understand)
Shhhh, be quiet
Tonight is the night that we ride
30 camoflauge Hummers with niggaz inside
with choppers, doin - surgery on bodies like they doctors
I know when to get my ass outta Dodge (ya understand)
Look them people ridin' I'm gonna hide (ya understand)
I'm a wait until them bitches slow down (ya understand)
Cuz I ain't tryin' to be jail bound (ya understand)
It ain't over till the fat man fall (ya understand)
I'm just waitin' on the right phone call (ya understand)
You know them hoes gon' let me know where they at (ya understand)
Nigga got me I'ma go get em back (ya understand)
One by one they all gonna drop (ya understand)
Right here is where the foolishness stop (ya understand)
I'm tryin' to get the bullshit over (ya understand)
Cuz I wanna go and chill in the 'Nolia (ya understand)
We need to get some more ammunition (ya understand)
Cuz somebody's bout to come up missin' (ya understand)
Now everybody hop in the truck (ya understand)
And when ya see one of them bitches ya bust (ya understand)
Fuck jumpin' out I'm a slang me some iron(ya understand)
When I catch them niggas all of 'em dyin' (ya understand)
Nigga listen up to what we gon' do (ya understand)
I'm about to give the game to you (ya understand)
That's the reason why I came to you (ya understand)
Cuz playin' ain't the thang to do (ya understand)
It ain't that hard I did it before (ya understand)
U just gon' make sure let nobody know (ya understand)
I'll bet ya them boys wanna rep (ya understand)
They tryin' to get the shit off they chest (ya understand)
It ain't over lil daddy be cool (ya understand)
Nigga tired of the nigga we through (ya understand)
You know you better stay pretty cool (ya understand)
We bout to go and punish this fool (ya understand)
Hop out the car and let that iron ring ya understand)
That's the end of this stupid ass thing (ya understand)
Shh be quiet

Top Juvenile, Take Them 5

I hate to be doin' 5 but 10 even worse
I'ma take it before the district attourney strike worse
Beside he know what I did and they got evidence
And I'm not about to play with them people inteligence
Muthafuckaz try to stay, peep me at my residence
Chargin' me for homicide, they say it was negligent
Fuck it, I'ma accept my lick when it come to me
Now let me see how many of these bitches gon' run for me
Shit, my breath funky with a migraine headache
Big pissed off cause I know I made a mistake
But that's what I get fuckin' with pussy ass niggaz
And 2 dollar hoes that'll trade you for cash figures
They did that. but I got a way to get 'em back
Not with the police though Juve ain't no rat
Nigga tell me shit I done fallen for the end
And you woulda had that dick look when you'd caught that 10
You gon' take 'em (Five)
Are you gon' take that shit to trial
And gon' be denied
Violate probation when you just got caught, with that ride
That alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
All the money in the world can't even move you
Your lawyers tryin' to fuck you, the judge tryin' to lose you
The district attourney don't give a fuck about y'all
Cause he gotta run run for office again in the fall
So everything he cross examine he tryin' to fuck over
Grudges on his shoulder, tryin' to read his quota
You wastin' ya time boy when you wastin' they time
Cause they'll start off with a nickel and try and give you a dime
You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin KC
You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin Ducky
Both of my niggaz just cam home from doin' a bit
Both of my niggaz know what encarceration is
Lil Daddy, you fightin' a war you can't win
Your guilty as charged soon as them people stand up in
So accept ya lick, you got caught with more than a brick
And you ain't gon see the streets 'til two-thousand and six
It's sharks out here boy, niggaz be rattin'
You be up in penitentiary and don't know what happened
Law, you're tellin' me you're wanted for murder and kidknappin'
Short on they information so they lyin' and scrappin'
You don't want to be in jail that ain't you're place
When your child graduate you gon' look her in the face
Tell her lil wodie out there hustlin' somewhere across the nation
All in the projects, take that probation
Believe it or not, you be up in the cell block
Far away from home where you can't eeven sell rocks
Bitches ain't on your side like up in the bricks
Cause once you up in the jailhouse they searchin' for that dick
Sco' no, cho' no, I'm single
My man up in jail, I can still mingle
I'm my own woman, fuck who, what, or when
My man can't whip me, cause he doin' ten

Top Juvenile, Who The Fuck Is You

[Hook]
Bitch I'm married to the block, she said I do, I said I do
I'm the man around this area
Now who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga
Who the fuck is you
You get your money in the ghetto
Bitch I'm in the ghetto too
I ain't started with the action
Nigga who the fuck is you
Who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga
Who the fuck is you
I told you niggas I was built for it
These other niggas getting killed for it
My pockets prainted and they bout to pop
These dirty 6's ain't big enough to hold my gwap
True religion jeans busting at the scene
Just tell me what you need cause I got everything
I spended all my hosie hale berry fine
She wanted some new shoes I bought her every kind
I'm getting money now you kissing ass
I photoshopped you niggas out the pictures fast
I grew around you just gunning through
I know who I am now who the fuck is you?
[Hook]
Bitch I'm married to the block, she said I do, I said I do
I'm the man around this area
Now who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga
Who the fuck is you
You get your money in the ghetto
Bitch I'm in the ghetto too
I ain't started with the action
Nigga who the fuck is you
Who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga
Who the fuck is you
I'm married to it, I'm talking matrimony
And we don't talk about the boss or paying alimony
High speed, with 20 on an autometer
I got the cheese without the set don't need a autoeater
It seems to me you following your order leader
I give a bitch an apple and she give a whole meter
A soldier leader always takes care of his army
And I got enough to shower my area only
... donna... till the death of me
Commander ballast bitch I got that recipe
So what you water for them gotta prove
Niggas know me running biz now who the fuck is you
[Hook] x 2
Bitch I'm married to the block, she said I do, I said I do
I'm the man around this area
Now who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga
Who the fuck is you
You get your money in the ghetto
Bitch I'm in the ghetto too
I ain't started with the action
Nigga who the fuck is you
Who the fuck is you, who the fuck is you
I don't know you gef around me nigga

Top Juvenile, We Be Getting Money

I Get Plenty Cheese
Plenty Plenty Cheese(x6)
While You Niggas Steady Talking, We Be Getting Money.
24/7 On Our Grezzy thats how we hustle, ya.
We Be Getting Money.
We Be Getting Money.

Top Juvenile, Solja Rags (radio Version)

You 'bout dat paper
You on top
You handlin' business
You doin' swell
Down with yo' partners to da finish
Are you willin'
To hit da streetz up and make a killin'
Are you a villain
Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions
Do you do your time
Without rattin' on your partners
Do you kill your beef
With a pistol or a chopper
Is you da man
Do you pay all of your bills
Did you make a plan
And won't stop 'till it's fulfilled
Can you handle coke
Can you handle dope
Ain't afraid to go
Even though you know
Ya daddy, look ya
Do you take care of yo' kids
Is it clean in yo' crib
Can't you stand to eat some ribs
Ain't it scandalous how we live
You ball with Cash Money
Do you like Manny Fresh
Ain't it jive how I rap
Puttin' New Orleans on the map
You brush ya teeth
You on dem hoes
You got dem Ree's on ya feet
With them Girbauds
Then you a solja partner, put up a solja rag!!!
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Now what's happenin' wit' you
You knockin' them heads off too
You do what a playa do
You work in the Rochambeau
You ain't scared to blast
When you got dat iron wit ya
Do ya twerk it fast
You acts a fool
You got ya ski mask
And ya solja rag
Look...
You ready to blow a bag
Can you hustle like it's legal
Can you avoid da people
And hotwire a Regal
You 'bout that evil
Look...
You on a ignorant trip
When ya girl get flip
Do you deal with her lip
You like them Beamers
You like them Benz 500s
You like thmem Hummers
You like them big fine womens
You a playa ain't ya
None of these cowards out could fade ya
The ghetto made ya
Dope fiends and junkies raised ya
Do you sleep in suites
Do you go shopping every week
When you hit da streetz
You got dem Reeboks on your feet
Is you a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remainin' a G
Until the moment you expire
You know what it is
To make nothin' outta somethin'
You handle your biz
And don't be cryin'
And sufferin'
Your playaz is wit ya
You got your girlfriends wit ya
Since you was a kid,
You was a instant wig-splitter
You twinkle your slug
You ain't no coward huh
You stompin' ya box in the mud
A Hot Boy microwave oven
Tatooted up, booted up
None of these sissys lovin'
Your windows are tinted
You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it
You don't mess with them Nike tennis?
You play with Barettas
You got choppers up on the dresser
You sleep in the Royal Sonesta
You wanna hit Vanessa
You believe in GOD
But can you handle it when its hard
And represent your ward
You be stalkin' the boulevard
Then you a solja
Then you a solja
Then you a solja
Then you a solja
You a solja partner, put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Now march playa step
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Don't be no fag boy!
Put up a solja rag
Come blow a bag boy!
Put up a solja rag
Holla at me boy

Top Juvenile, Shake Dat Azz (If You're A Player)

If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up
If you a woman that's in love then give your man up
If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up
If you a woman that's in love then give your man up
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh",
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Over there ungh, Over here ungh,
And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear,
Over there ungh, Over here ungh,
And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga
Man, I don't know what the fuck wrong with y'all,
Y'all must got a problem,
Y'all shouldn't be scared to roll with that nigga Juvenile
Now when the sun goes down in the C.J. Peete,
I'ma hit the door, lookin' for me a H-O-E,
The first bitch I see, I step to her quick,
I'm tryin' to find a way that I can run up in her shit,
Now she don't wanna have no conversation,
She sayin' I'm beginning to be an aggrevation,
Called her boyfriend, he was comin' out the store,
He walked up to me and confronted me about the hoe
I said "Look here the bitch was standin' so I thought she didn't have a man",
"So let's get that an understanding",
He looked at me crazy, figured he could fake me,
I reached in my draws and quickly grabbed the three eighty,
Now he's another nigga gone,
Lovin' these hoes, you fuck with me and now it's on,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Solja, solja, solja, solja,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga,
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air,
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air,
I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty,
I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty
I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty,
I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Where you at Bitch?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Bitch where you at?
Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at?
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass,
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house,
It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about,
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh"
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
Ride, ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride, ride,
Ride,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
I be rockin' this shit like every single day,
Where the parties at? Where the parties at?
Where the parties at? Where the parties at?
I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga,
Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers,
I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga,
Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers,
Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool,
So me and the crew, can chill with a brew,
Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool,
So me and the crew, can chill with a brew,
Just relax yourself, to that crazy, cool, wicked
Naughty sounding mellow fellow Juvenile,

Top Juvenile, Slow Motion

Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me,
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me
Uhhh, I like it like that, she working that back, I don't know how to act,
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, Slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me,
I'm a dick thrower, her neck and her back hurting,
Cut throat will have her like a brand new virgin,
Its like when she gets used of it, then you start serving,
Hop on top and start jiggy-jiggy jerking,
Slow down for me, you moving too fast,
My fingers keep slipping, I'm trying to grip that ass,
Keep being hard headed and I'ma make you get on me,
Got a human up disguise but my face is a doggy,
If You loving my bark, let me bury my bone,
I got four or five bad married bitches at home
One of my bitches fell in love with that outside dick,
That outside dick keep them hoes sick, like
Its like I got the world in my palm, your girl up under my arm
She fucked up from the charm,
She love the way the dick stay hard from 12 till early in the morn,
fine bitches if you listening you heared me i'm strong,
If you going through your cycle I ain't with it i'm gone,
you must've heared about them hoes that I beat up in my home,
They wasn't telling the truth baby you know they was wrong,
Now, make it official and drink some of that Dom,
I don't mind buying blue, you riding too, don't be asking a nigga question bout where I'm driving you,
Lil mamma my shit together I ain't jiving you,
I don't think that nigga could do you better than I could do, you know
The Juvenile from cross the street by the derby,
Same nigga used to be runnin' with Rusty and Kirby,
Can a playa from tha nolia get a chance with it,
but I can't bounce with you without using my hands with it
Slow Motion, she open, I'm hopin' she don't leave my dick broken,
with brush burns and swollen, I'm toting she don't wanna make me out and believe her,
I guarantee I'ma see ya when I see ya,
And just don't holla out my name like we was all in,
Yo pussy throwback, and you know that,
So stop stunt'n, slow motion for a real nigga,
I'm gone off that incredible potion and i'ma deal with you
I like how them Victoria Secrets sit in that ass,
Lemme pour some more hyp and hennesy in ya glass,
Would I be violating, If I grabbed me handfull,
I'm knowing whats happening, all I want is a sample,
Who you wit ? I'm in a rental today,
Its going down at the Hamptown Inn and I remember the way,
Less money we spend on bullshit, the more for the weed

Top Juvenile, Power (ft. Rick Ross)

[hook: juvenile]
i'm from the hood and i represent (power)
j. prince, nigga, that's (power)
v-12 engine, that's (power)
electric company, i need (power)
satellite dish, bitch (power)
you can't charge up shit without (power)
you want to know what make the world spin? (power)
you're running low so nigga, plug in (power)
[verse 1: juvenile]
power is muscle, there ain't too many niggas with it
money on my mind, i swear i wear it like a fitted
i'm pouring out my heart to be that nigga in the city
homies in the hood already saying i done did it
power's what i got, i show it off cause i could
field goal kicker, motherfuckers, i'm good
the drop's got a v-12 in it, it go bbrrrrr
and the bitches be like, “uhhhhh”
i'm no quitter
i could get a nigga knocked off sitting on the shitter
i wake up in the morning and i call shots
i ain't trying to buy a car, i want the car lot
i'm in a whole nother tax bracket
shop addict, a nigga got a saks habit
i talk money boy, take heed
they get the picture when i say cheese
[hook]
[verse 2: rick ross]
power is something that you develop on the block
pull up on a bad bitch sitting in a drop
top down and a young nigga smelling like money
coke cologne, now come and get a brick from me
born in the ghetto, now a nigga in a mansion
looking at my bezel and that motherfucker dancing
power is something that get a nigga questions answered
now these hoes so romantic
look at me balling, we courtside at the game
twenty for the ticket, 'nother hundred for the chain
count money, money machines they going ccccccrrrrrrr
so that mean a nigga full
nigga got to get it in the sun like a dog
way before the watches, i'm the motherfucking boss
money come with power and i think we got it mastered
snatch the bird out the plastic
[hook]
[verse 3: juvenile]
power is respect, you gotta get it in the mud
check the dna, see if it's really in the blood
motherfuckers talking about me say i'm a thug
they figure since i'm balling up packets from the drugs
niggas in the kitchen mixing dope like a chemist
they pray that i'mma lose it — that ain't in my religion
boy, i drive birds down south like a pigeon
you ain't sitting on a hundred million, you ain't living
smoking on kush, it's smelling like ass
i run through a quarter million like grass
scarface, bitch — i'm feeling like brad
i'm a underground king like chad
i'm in the mansion with an opal model marilyn
she told me i was dope — no heroin
power make a nigga show his arrogance
let's break it down — bring the barrels in

Top Juvenile, Nolia Clap (Remix)

uh huh Remix...Remix....
Wacko, Juvenile, Skip!
Hollaback....
Where H-town at..ATL at..Miami, Lil Haiti, Lauderdale at...
Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap?
Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap?
I say da U gon do dey thing wodie please believe
If not we'll make it hard for u cowards to breave
One thing about a ghost, keeps sh* up a sleeve
Juve and skip attack the boards, while I plug em wit 3's
Every stash spot i got, I stuff it wit g's
don't need a chain or a whip to snatch me a freak..
I'd rather ride around in my hooptie blowin on trees
With two heaters in my lap..bumpin 400 degreez
I 'on rock wit juvenile. what clown? datz my dawg..
Say dat sh* again I'll wack all ya'll.
Get on some bo? sh*...smack all ya'll
Prolly get on dat rob sh*...crack all ya'll
I neva talk sideways I put ya on da highway
Have ya sweatin in da chicken coop like smokey off Friday
Catch ya in da nolia have ya runnin down da driveway
Tryna bring ya down ? Yippe Ka Yay
Where da Bay at...to dat 'lay at
where dem teks, where dem 9's, where dem k's at
west coast whats up, west side whats up
where NY at..., NJ at, Philly philly, DC, VA at
east coast whassup, east side whassup
I'm straight hollygrove ya know dat
But I'm ol' skool, fisher projek like a throwback
Now I told you now you know dat
You ain't welcome here, you ain't see I'm Gone on my doormat
So stupid why...you ain't abide by dat
If I catch you on my porch, you gon die by dat
Right there, by them leaves..you can lie by dat
On side of dat dog doo doo, you can dry like dat
Cause this is payback for anyone who eva said dat
Look, I'm safe wit this vest...Gon get his head packed
Or get his face slashed, get his neck jooked
Look in my face...this how death look
If ya deaf look, I won't play witcha
Gun talk is all I'm gonna say to ya
So learn to read lips...cause see we tripz
Every time dat alk and dem trees mix
Where da Row at, Interscope at... Choppa City, Universal, Cut Throat at...
where my pimps wassup, all my playaz wassup
where UTP at, Crime Lab at, Rap A Lot, DTP, Aftermath at
all my souljas wassup, all my gangstas wassup
we from the dirrty dirrty ya heard me ya shoot and get shot from under the department line we
bout as long as ya block i travel all over the states been in some serious spots carzy not
knowing if them people gon' kill me or not all that booting up and stunnin and gon get u no where
if u aint bout shooting them subs dont even go there if u scared show u scraed and put ur sets
down we aint got a way lookin for beef u can go away now gotta holla at ?? survival these
people be my people hook me up with some prada clap for a PM calp for a bbenz and if u clap right
here ill give u twenties and tens 3rd ward got money
we got plenty to spend quit spending on transportation we got plenty of them

Top Juvenile, Rodeo

Y'all need to open your ears up and soak this game up
If nobody don't know ya I'm gunna make you famous
This is 24 karats but it shine like stainless
Just look at how the diamonds compliment my fingers
Yes indeed Shit chokin' me (whoo)
I need a breath to breathe
Chasin' with the Hennessey now thats how a G play
Especially when them hoes shakin' that ass and a DJ
Hip hop had do it big give him some leway
N security stop trippin' and you niggas be easy
Yes sir its the bubble right hurr
Yall beautiful women if you insecure
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let me see you bounce that, move that, do that let me see you do the rodeo
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let me see you bounce that, move that, do that let me see you do the rodeo
Its like you don't even have nuttin' on
Got errbody watchin' you so you can show that thong
Its your birthday lil mama get your Kodak on
But don't quit showin' the world you gunna throw that song
We ain't beefin' like nah we on the positive vibe
But I still get the homicide squad on the side
See I'm holdin' on to the steering wheel controllin' the ride
And yall comin' out a bumpin' cuz I got it in drive
I'm really feelin' your outfit it must be nice
A hard worker like myself could afford that price
I can't deny that you's a beautiful bitch
You got a face and a ass and a smile that won't quit
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let me see you bounce that, move that, do that let me see you do the rodeo
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let me see you bounce that, move that, do that let me see you do the rodeo
We not judgin' by size thats all statistics
Just turn the lights down and it's ballerific
It's not the right spot to let your daughters visit
There's some freaks up in here and it's all explicit
My round put me on just cuz he won't leave
Shit I hope he don't be trippin' on some B home shit
Cuz jack ain't worried about who Stacy's with
N he don't have to be puttin' up with Stacy's shit
I ain't lying sometime when you cross my path
up in the club all night a nigga stomp your ass
Fine I ain't trippin'
And I know you ain't trippin' cause I know you wore that the other nite for me
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo
Let me see you bounce that, move that, do that let me see you do the rodeo
Let me see you work that, Twurk that, sur that c'mon and do the rodeo

Top Juvenile, Ready Or Not

Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Southern Smoke
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Southern Smoke nigger
Gonna find you and take it slowly
You say you're wedded but I don't know if you really is
A country of which you'd be scared to fuck with the syndicate
You heard the stories, you're scared of becoming one of those
But you ain't scared to put your fingers running money rolls
So motion forward nigger, you a sensei
Lead for me like you're walking on a peavey
You're twenty seven but you're face is in the tenth grade
Or you just trying to do your thing to get your repaint
It ain't no crime to me
So don't you lie to me
All you got to do is got that pussy in the sky for me
It's a beautiful way you bend that behind for me
Hop on the back of the big dog and take a ride with me
We ain't coming for the night, you're a celebrity
My man bitching, you play the top of your pedigree
I might have looking for you
That's what you're known for
Me slow stroking that pussy, that's what you long for
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
One chick told me
Yea rock out with your cock out
So I pull my cock out
Hold the baby, watch out
Stomach is no fat out
The inches are from your
I ain't say
You a pro
I don't know what you know about
I'm a playboy no doubt
Hate me of this hoe out
Hare, take this home, hold this, flow out
Nice time to roll out
Come on now don't hold out
It's about Bree
Haha late you try to go out
Chowder's what I grow out
Money's what you throw out?
The only time I'm not happy
When I'm hitting roll out
Now it's time to roll out
You think I'm scrap?
Yea, no doubt
Look, stand back
The stocking gotta fall off
We gon' pull the pull out
I'm gon' pull the roll out
We gon' light this candle and fuck till it go out
You just plain as your world
Yea you know, now go girl
Oops that's my bad
You a woman, you ain't no girl
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Look mama got it going on
Red buy them Lou Button
Remind me of this red bone
Used to have my hair down
Jamaican girl, abducted wine
Yea I'm talk abducted why
I used to undress her with my eyes
Such a ductile my
Mellow if they thought that I was making them movies
Bring it on stage
We skip them through this
And I know she was a cutie, besides all her groovy
Let me smash in the Jag
We ain't riding no hoses
Like it's another episode
Same shoes, same bag
Same hair color, same job, same swag
Same skin tone, same hips she bag
Independent attitude
Make the mother hoes mad
Said she living in the land of born and raised
In the D, I'm from the three
She must not know 'bout me
She said she flying out to Bahamas
In a week I'm right behind her
In a flee, got money baby, UTP
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide

Top Juvenile, Nolia Clap

1, 2, 3, 4, Bust it!!!!
C’mon, C’mon
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia
Clap?
I’m in the Calio, You know I’m headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil real One, cuz it’s going down
You see the DB’s tell ‘em Wacko lookin for ‘em
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for ‘em
If they ask you where I’m at I’m in the Melph pickin up Chuck
In the chromed out Bubblegum Pickup Truck
Slide on Josephine, Holla at Lil Kia and Pluck
My nigga Troy told me to keep it real as fuck
We bought the House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington & Frerret, across the street from Babosca
But first I’m bout to snatch up all Saratoga
Head straight to Foot Action and snatch me two pair of Solja’s
Take a left on Taladonna get a O of that doja
Tell ‘em right on my trail and hit the gars and lets roll up
I’m bout to hit Julio and get the blazes from soda
I got Geezy waiting on VL we bout to bang up this Yola
Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
Where Hollygrove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
I’m in Hollygrove searching for the Skip dogg (Whaaa!)
H2 Chromed out, nice whip dogg
Let’s hit Gert Town I heard they pop it off
Or hit P town, I heard they drop it off
My couson Leaf on the Vill told me to swing through, On St. lou
He got two hoes that’ll eat and drank too
We can bounce thru lil feet and we can Fuck with these hoes
They Take dick in they ass, they take dick in the throat
They take dick in they hair, they take dick in they nose
They take a dick, anywhere your dick can go
But look ain’t nuttin like my bitch out the St. Bernard
A gangsta broad, get Wacko Gangsta hard
She said we might could run a train if I pursue my G
If not I got it poppin off on Music Street
Last week I had to do about two of them freaks
But them niggas be thru there trippin so bring two of them heats
Where that Appleville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lil Feet at?
The 8th ward at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
Where the desired at?
Dat Florida at? In LA
Cross the canal at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
I see you learnin, see you peepin out that Nolia clap
I bet you nine times outta ten that whole Nolia strapped
Ok we fell off for a minute but that Nolia back
We got quarters, ounces, and halfs and birds of smack
Ever since Soulja got killed I keep a murda gat
Stand on the middle of my projects where the murdas at
And every nigga every bitch who ain’t heard of Wack
I bang women, bang children, bang the murda cats
I bang blocks, bang cribs, bang the Bourbon Lac
I bang anything in sight without the murda tax
I’m just the hit to represent where I was born and raised
And every nigga in my section love to roam with K’s (AK-47's)
You got beef holla at me, get it on today
You not quickly uptown downtown Roulette
Knock off your face, taste, waist, take arms and legs
Drop off your neck, wrist, toes, hair, palms, and head
Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
Where Hollygrove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
Where that Appleville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lil Feet at?
The 8th ward at?
Ya’ll Hear that Nolia Clap? Ya’ll hear that Nolia Clap?
Where the desired at?
Dat Florida at? In LA
Cross the canal at?

Top Juvenile, Imma Get Rich

[Hook x2]
Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy
All life long pop bottles like Diddy
Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city
Blame it on your hoes just to say that I did it
[Verse 1]
I'm official like black and white stripes
That bitch you're calling your wife, I've been handle that twice
I see you're watching, nigger, analyze wise
Observe, I'm about to resatelite heights
I live my fucking life down, I don't take the shit
The right bottles on the table, I don't drink this shit
No disrespect the Diddy, I do it for the hoes
Caramels in this bitch, we shoot Juv' exposed
I'm killing your momma, my Louis and Dior shit
Juvi', you're winner, all your haters better fall grip.
I need a big invelous cash, not a kind of pity
Ain't got that rustles in them money, but I'm gonna get it
Who, me? I'm tryin' to be a nigger rude group
I'm about to drop my own Juvenile proud juice
Pull off, I act like hoe and get a shoe deal
Fuck the world, at first day I ship through meal.
[Hook x2]
Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy
All life long pop bottles like Diddy
Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city
Blame it on your hoes just to say that I did it
[Verse 2]
Customized French suits, crocodile shoes,
I'm elevated, it's all the conversation about you
I see you nigger living like you're seeing in a dream
'Cause I got translation imagination in a grin
So why the contracts that I'm trying to get paid
I got homes, I can say you anything and and say you're here from
Fly in the motherfucker swag, I got wheez
And I'm running like a company like Jimmy AV
You know you're getting money when you bitch are in Forbes
And you ain't gonna say a shit to get a bitch under the folds
And in the fin, the life it's gonna take it's own course
Nobody helping me and we open his own doors.
Making too much money to be worried about credit
We're tired in my city as we're chatting like Betty's
Niggers don't get it and they act like it's a game torn
They won't mean the telethon, how could I explain it to them?
[Hook x2]
Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy
All life long pop bottles like Diddy
Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city

Top Juvenile, Keep Talkin'

Keep talkin' out the side of your mouth (POW!)
Smack the taste right up out of your mouth (POW!)
"I wa-, I wa-" That's what I'm talkin' about (POW!)
Keep talkin' out the side of your mouth (POW!)
Since I hit the TV now I'm a hot topic
But that don't mean Skipper won't pop it
Ain't that that dude with the H2 and the nice wallet?
And I got four words - stay off my dick
You wanna make it to where Skip ain't got shit
So you could ride around town and spread your gossip
Make up stories like "U.T.P. done dropped Skip"
"Juve' used the man, paid him and then got rich"
C'mon stop it, you're makin' it up
Damn, how much hate is enough, boy you faker than fuck
"I just saw Skip blazin' it up
With a dime piece, smilin', gettin' head in the truck
Look, right now he headed for us" (Look!)
"You lyin' motherfucker, dude he right behind 'em, you a busta"
Cause that's your old lady he with
Them hoes is for everbody, stop savin' a bitch
Open my eyes when the sun rise, blazin'
First nigga on the strip, even if my block's hotter than Cajun
I cop them Haitan, Jamaicans, Cubans and Yanks
Program with every race, now I cuts my own steak
Known to take G trips to a town like Wimbleton
Get a bust' down spot and be servin' like Wimbledon
Black John McEnroe, my rap flows are clapped (uh-hu)
Supposed to be hot as Tabasco, look at them assholes now
Homie, when I'm seen there's a crowd
With head bustas off the streets talkin' loud, ready to wild
Get respect for a few things
Deranged, the chopper spit
And the first off the block to cop a new Range
Life is fast, I get cash and write about it
At night it ain't safe in the South, we bout it bout it
Doubt it and get bodied 'cause the shotty will lift -
your big muscleman bodyguard off his shit
Who lil' daddy with the fitted cap turned back?
Know some of these niggaz got respect, he tryin' to earn that
Hopefully one of these niggaz with yayo will see that
And put him in the right position he tryin' to be at
They talkin' in the wind but they no better than the play though
They could make a carton or a t-shirt in a day though
I ain't tryin' to flex my power bitch but I got say so
And I could make a million; American, yen or peso
They say I got a attitude, that's not the issue at all
Don't get involved when I'm doin' what I have to do
I'm suttle now but I could turn into an animal
Blow it out of proportion and I ain't understandin' you
Not in it for the short, I want the long term
Fuck the government, I'ma take care of my own children
You gon' have to zip your lip up, before a nigga flip up

Top Juvenile, It Ain't Mines

Now I don't why you be acting all shady
I only want to hit, not to make you my old lady
So don't be telling me nothing about no babies
You trying to give me a charge you must be crazy
I don't know why you making people think I got you swell
You better quit it before one of my bitches pop you hoe
I know your baby daddy he ain't got no flow
You may be into playing games but its gone stop here though
You want more than a fuck, you just trying to tie a nigga up
Like my last bitch, I blew a lot of money on her
I met her, fast pace, lil mama hard for me to slow down
Why the sad face after the results come around?
You want a nigga to play daddy? Should have asked me
I would have gladly told you that I have me
When you met me you told me you wanted a gangsta to hit
Without the wisdom of knowing I'm off the chain with this shit
Now your feelings done got involved and you ain't glad with a fuck
And you wonder why all the players keep on passing you up
Look Juve ain't going through that old Billie Jean shit
I ain't gone let you put your babies on me I mean this
You got a fat ass, your chest right, and you dress right
But would I fuck without a rubber? You're thinking I just might
Trying to get an easy pay off, you're fighting for a wild card bitch
But I'm in the playoffs, you be scheming all day, hoe take a day off
Find another target this one you need to stay off
Your looking for a reputation - I'ma give ya one
Don't be trying to give me a charge - nothing a nigga done
As far as I'm concerned that baby can be for anyone
Not til you entered the party there wasn't any fun
It's not me it's the attention I draw
To make these bitches fill out paper work and lie to the law
It's obvious she want to ride in the driver's seat of my car
Taking the lotteries to get some properties from a star
Look Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit
I ain't gone late you put your babies on me I mean this
They be like look at his lips, look at her eyes and her ears
Mama said "If I don't approve it, the baby not his"
She said she not gone keep letting yall crowd her baby with kids
Keep playing mama said she saw 380 ya did
I saw the grin on your face the moment I saw you in court
Wish I would have saw your face when the test was exposed
This ain't your first time you done did before
Your not even gonna have a vagina no more
You're making accusations you ain't sure bout
You had a chance to be a queen but still you chose to whore out
Don't even speak you ain't no friend cause you an enemy now
Niggaz knowing you ain't the hoe you pretend to me now
You done caught a maybe-baby, move you're whoring and drama
You needs to try to focus on your daughter lil mama
Look cause Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit

Top Juvenile, Intro

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Top Juvenile, Ha

That's you with that bad ass Benz ha
That's you that can't keep yo' old lady
cause you keep fuckin her friends ha
You gotta go to court ha
You got served a subpeona for child support ha
That was that nerve ha
You ain't even much get a chance to say a word ha
I know i ain't trippin don't your brother got them birds ha
You ready to bust one of them niggaz head ha
You ain't scared ha
You know how to play it ha
I know you ain't just gonna let a nigga come and punk you ha
Stunt and front you ha
Straight up run you ha
You know who got that fire green ha
You know how to use a triple beam ha
Shit ain't hard as it seems ha
You keep your body clean ha
You got a lot of girbaud jeans ha
Some of your partners dope fiends ha
You really don't want to fuck with them niggaz ha
You come up with them niggaz ha
You stuck with them niggaz ha
You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a g until the moment you expire
You know what it is yo make nothing out of something
You handle your biz and don't be cryin and suffering
You can't do nothing but love fresh ha
You want to know what we gonna do next ha
You brought my tape with a check ha
You wearing a vest ha
You tryin to protect your chest ha
You spent 70 on your benz ha
That ain't yours that's for your friends ha
You wanna stop these niggaz from playing wit you ha
You wanna run the block ha
You wanna be the only nigga with rocks ha]
You keep your gun cocked ha
You count the money at the end of the night ha
You on a three day flight ha
You full of that diesel ha
You duckin them people ha
Your face was on the news last night ha
You the one that robbed them little dudes out they shoes last night ha
You don't go in the projects when it's dark ha
You claim you thug and you ain't got no heart ha
You came in the Nolia on new years eve ha
You got stuck in that bitch and couldn't leave ha
It was hard for youto breathe ha
You a paper chaser
You got you block on fire
Remaining a g until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz and don't be cryin and suffering
You got a trespassing charge ha
That dick got hard ha
When you were looking at them little broads ha
You don't know when to quit ha
That's you with that shot calling shit ha
That's you with that balling shit ha
That's you that's taking them hits ha
That hoe don't know when to shut up her mouth ha
You gonna knock that hoe teeth out ha
You done switched from Nike to Reebok ha
You twinkle you golds everytime you leave your house ha
Them income tax checks ha
You bout to flip that ha
You bout to go score you a gram ha
You bout to go put the dope dick on one of these hoe ha
When you broke you drove ha
When you paid you got bookoo places to go ha
You on top ha
You rob somebody shop ha
You don't think you can be stopped ha
You ridin in the Benz on 20 inch rims ha
You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a g until the moment you expire
You know what it is to make nothing out of something

Top Juvenile, Hands On You

Sing it for 'em Pleasure P
Little mama i know she ready now tell me what i gotta do now
gotta get gotta get my hands on you
and by the way that she told me.....shawty doin that damn thingg damn thing
gotta get my hands on you
hands on you
hands on you
gotta get my hands on you
hands on on you

Top Juvenile, Everything

Yeah!
Uh-Haw!
Uh-Haw!
Oh-ooohhh!
Yeah!
Uh-Haw!
Uh-Haw!
XChorusX
100% Real With Everything I Do,
I Make Shit Happen Every Time I Come Through
And That's On Everything, And That's On Everything
If I Ain't Already Did It Homie I'm About To
Haters Gon' Hate, I'mma Make It Without You
And That's On Everything!, And That's On Everything!
Verse 1
I'm Like Rocky Goin' Up The Phillly Steps, Faa-Daa-Daa-Daa-Daa!
To The Top, Nah-Nah-Naa-Nah-Nah-Naa-Naa!
I'm Sippin' Shun Dun, Until The Sun Done,
Don't Need Another One, But I'mma Pop Another One
Give You My Word That I'm More Gangsta Than The Worst Of 'Em
The Nerve Of 'Em, Get Credit For Murders, And Ain't Deserving 'Em
Put To The Curve On 'Em,???, Pick Up The ???
??? Making It Out the Magnolia Before I'm Serving 'Em
Niggas Talking 'Bout Taking My Paper, Won't Be The First Of 'Em
Only Receive These Teardrops, Is The Ones Who Getting Work With Em'
I Put My People On It, Pay Attention When I'm Working 'Em
Get In,Make Money, Then Wanna Get Out, And You Won't Have To be Hurting 'Em
XChorusX
Verse 2
Ya Dig, Hollin Bout My Business As A Kid ,And All Of Your Money There, Nigga Well I Say That It Is
A Couple A Thousand Ain't Nothin' To Me I Spend That On Some Kicks,
And Everything You've Been Hustling For I Loose That On A Six
I Don't Wear Nothing But Hot Boy Colors And Talk That Old Hot Boy Shit,
And Only Hot Girls Out There Still Trying To Get That Old Hot Boy Dick
You Heard of Me Dirty, I Be Up Early With The Pigeons,
And Your Neighbors Be Up Wit Me To Listening Through The Kitchen
One Of The Pioneers, Gotta Bounce Sum Serious
I'm The Shit Around Here, I Been Out Here
Pull Out The Purple In The Wheels, Diamond Chains And The Grills
Women See Me And Get The Chills, Wanna Hang With The Real
XChorusX
Verse 3
They Done Got Me Back To My Mojo,
That's Gon' Be Mo' Dough,
I Bought The Motorbike Fast, I Bought The Porsche Slow
Got It Below Low ,Shhh ,Let Ya Folks No
I Make Them Dope Rows,
That Will Provoke Those
Cowards Who Scope Those,
I Got 'Em So Dro
I Know They Follow Me,
God Bless Them If They Bother Me
They Got A Problem With Me,
I Be Playin', I Can Understand It ,
Â“Cause They Bitches Be On Top Of Me
And I Understand Them Bitches Too,
I'll Fuck 'Em Probably,
And They Understand How A Nigga Feel About His Property,
Make 'Em Understand The Consequences If They Lie To Me
I Was Raised Right, And I'm The Nigga That They Try To Be

Top Juvenile, Fuckin' With Me

Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
I got my mind right, money right, life right, paid right
Can you see me cutting the beef like a steak knife?
Don't stay up late I'm a be home when I'm finished
I gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minute
This is business; you ain't wit it then give me five feet
I don't need you and children wherever I be
I'm a man if this bitch is out then it's on
As long as I don't bring no diseases or no hoes back home
Let me roam - you won't even much need that phone
I'm a take care of my shit baby just leave that alone
I know when the pussy get wet and you need that bone
There ain't too many bitches out here that's gone be that strong
You was provided by your parents
Just knowing a gangsta was fucking they daughter was scaring em
I speak fat me and you bitch we got our life on track
And if I ever leave from you I'll be right back
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Nowadays these chicks they too emotional
I just wanted to get her (haha) I joke a few
I just met you yesterday I'm barely knowing you
"You ain't say that yesterday when I was blowing you!"
See that's what that mo and that dro will do
See drink up, smoke up come on I got some more for you
You like that? I got another joke for you
You grin, you in and I'm into poking you
Sounds funny hunny? How much money hunny?
You heard that but you ain't getting nothing from me
Except them three 20's that Slim had (Slim)
See I'm +Cut Throat+ in a Skip mask
Well then lose the number, you do me a favor
I ain't a lifeguard; I can't be your savior
You met me like this, I'ma be a player
So stop all the fussing and just beat me later
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Come on Ma don't stress me
I was a gangsta when you met me
Knew I'd be where the pimps, the players, the hoes, and the tecs be
Where the dope, the coke, the dro, and the X be
New Kisha Keanne and Mil wanted to sex me
You still want to ex me or try to disrespect me
Now them hoes in your ear, got you trippin wanna test me
Look meet me on Freret Street right where my set be
Go home; pack all your shit and drop off them Vette keys
Anyway I'm tired of problems, you can catch yo cut
But first drop off the B.B.'s and the princess cuts
Round here stunting for them hoes - letting them gas you up
Now you stuck for them hoes - let 'em cash you up
I ain't gone lie is gone be hard for me to pass you up
But my plane fly straight, never crash for nothing
And before I fuck it up with a passenger
I'll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me

Top Juvenile, Feeling Right

A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the weed rolled up bad bitch in the car right now
And IÂ’m chasin that money
Gotta get it right now, right now.
I smoke the best dro, boy you smoke mint green.
You need to graduate, you still in the fifth grade.
You gotta problem, donÂ’t you bring it over this way.
IÂ’m way too high to be worried bout what a bitch say
Leave me alone when you see me in the night club.
IÂ’m in my zone, and bitch IÂ’m high as a light bulb.
I get anotha drink and then anotha drink.
Juvie you want another drank?
what you fuckin think?
DonÂ’t stop pourin till I tell you to stop
I got a couple bottles more IÂ’m takin every drop
Wooahh IÂ’m feelin great right now, yeah go ahead on that _____ right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the weed rolled up bad bitch in the car right now
And IÂ’m chasin that money
Gotta get it right now, right now.
Hey I just popped off, now IÂ’m bout to smoke up.
Purple kush in the dutch, purple drank in my cup.
Yeahh IÂ’m feeling right right now.
Got my eyes on anotha nigga wife right now.
That booty movin makin music IÂ’m in tune wit that.
And IÂ’m just tryna spend the night, I donÂ’t wanna move in.
Yeah, IÂ’m baggin bitches like groceries
_____________________________-
Betcha I get you right, IÂ’m betta than Tylenol.
Well IÂ’ll put you to bed ho heyy you just noddin off
It aint no secret IÂ’m a dog huh yeahh
And haters say IÂ’m actin bad but bitch!
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the weed rolled up bad bitch in the car right now
And IÂ’m chasin that money.
Gotta get it right now, right now.
Imma real nigga, and I get it on.
IÂ’m a go getter, imma get it till IÂ’m gone.
All these fake niggas, I be shittinÂ’ on.
Play wit mine, imma put a couple in ya dome.
New Orleans my city I be puttin on.
IÂ’m at the top while you at the bottom lookin on.
Keep lookin on, and keep lookin good.
I aint gon never change, imma keep lookin hood.
I lay a lot a wood I get a lot a cash.
I lay a lot a ______ its in the new jag.
I keep a couple hundred grand in the duffle bag.
In the safety deposit box got anotha stash.
IÂ’m from the 13, uptown
You know how them uptown niggas get down
Them ___ high but they still_____
drinks, pills, and purp, IÂ’m feelin right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the weed rolled up bad bitch in the car right now
And IÂ’m chasin that money
Gotta get it right now, right now.
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the kush rolled up and the drank in the cup right now
A nigga feelin right right now
I got the weed rolled up bad bitch in the car right now
And IÂ’m chasin that money

Top Juvenile, Fall Back

[Hook]
You don't really want it with me, hope me fall back
Got a Louie V snuggage at the door, but I'll fall back
Anybody can get it, the sort that you don't care
For the slightest disrespect you gonna be wheat and load at.
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black.
[Verse 1]
Oh, man, you like the TV, every time you see me
I thought you be keeping gee, but you've been listening to your CD
Trying to be like the Bee Gees, that's why you wanna be eli
I don't see you no 3d, I put your pictures on daily.
You got bitch in your blood and I can see how you're acting
You don't wanna be thought, a lot of you niggers riding
I see you showing your mug, but you ain't fin to do nothing
Please, don't give me no problems, you'll probably end on my game.
I'm in the streets and you're hiding, I'm the hardest fucker you're caught
I pull up with that yap and popping their eyes stopping
There's some hating by minute, but losing is not an option
Take a baby away from a mother like an adoption
Treat him like onions and bail peppers that chopped him
You try to leave by the building, I got you blocked in.
You know a few people and now you figure your life in
You don't want see me in block, stay off the block, then.
[Hook]
You don't really want it with me, hope me fall back
Got a Louie V snuggage at the door, but I'll fall back
Anybody can get it, the sort that you don't care
For the slightest disrespect you gonna be wheat and load at.
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black.
[Verse 2]
Nigger is the new bitch of yesterday, say what?
'Cause nigger if you be gangsta being hit from the back
Now that you got a clip is this supposed to be it?
Is James Tiger in my flow or is supposed to be that?
Bitch, I got a gangsta disease so don't stay close to me black
I murder people around the nation, I just now that they're back
So if you're seeing me mugging with my four head bulldog
Yeah, that's when I have finances and police is been caught up
I'll be whipe and blood up my Gucci linsday
You don't like the lesbians, that man ain't got no membrane
I wear my pride on my shoulders and my heart on my sleeves
In case I hold you ever see, I'm a part of the streets.
Been a man support by nature since I started to breathe
Guns to be, I ain't got to take my talking with me
Fuck your whole block, bitch I'm from the West, so nigger what?
Mixed everything in my body, now pistol what?
[Hook]
You don't really want it with me, hope me fall back
Got a Louie V snuggage at the door, but I'll fall back
Anybody can get it, the sort that you don't care
For the slightest disrespect you gonna be wheat and load at.
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me imma beat him all black.
[Verse 3]
Bet you have those black masks, black boots in night
Wanna be in these four door,
Murder game in the band, and there I handle my beat in solo
Yeah, I'm in with the robber davis, torture niggers in slow-mo'
Two two three is be like adenis, your mouth is where the mouse goes
Huss I'm leaving with beefing, you won't leave 'till your blood bleeds
I won't tell them to fall back, I tell them to fall deep
I'm right from them my freaks, they're going from all, hey
The one they fuck with, probably why they're all scared.
Niggers know that I ate that one
If I pull a bullet, better get that gun
Drop full of heat, fresh up the fun
AK set full of shit, done
It don't matter where you're from
My respect can get attached
Asshole, but nice, I'm k
Bitch, Imma conduct the sun.
I got more niggers than a millionaire money
The shit that hits you in July turn it to fall with your body parts
Why you niggers playing to me, searching for a hoit
I'm precastle but home is still, definition of perfect oil.
[Hook]
You don't really want it with me, hope me fall back
Got a Louie V snuggage at the door, but I'll fall back
Anybody can get it, the sort that you don't care
For the slightest disrespect you gonna be wheat and load at.
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
If a nigger disrespect me Imma beat him all black
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back

Top Juvenile, Can't Stop My Money

Can't stop my money, can't stop my money
Yes sir, it's my time,
Worry about yours, don't be worrin' about mine
Can't stop my money, fuck, niggers, stop trying.
Niggers, stop trying, niggers, stop trying.
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Can stop my money, can stop my money, can stop my money.
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Can stop my money, can stop my money, can stop my money.
I'm just an old lame nigger living the hard life
I'm in right up the game, plan I made the world right
I didn't get the bad shoes, I made them look good
Anything possible coming out of a crooks' hood
You know them dick suckers be tripping at the red light
Trying to do it legal, I'm tired of fighting a fair fight
I get to parking lot only to find my shit scratched
Niggers can't handle, I'm on to start pulling bitch eggs
Stop acting nod, they got in store, they're getting six packs
I ain't the chit chat juvenile, peace daddy
Don't bitch until I leave, I wanna see it cash
Like a password I alley you from see nash.
Yes sir, it's my time,
Worry about yours, don't be worrin' about mine
Can't stop my money, fuck, niggers, stop trying.
Niggers, stop trying, niggers, stop trying.
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Can stop my money, can stop my money, can stop my money.
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Can stop my money, can stop my money, can stop my money.
If I'm sleeping I hope I'll never be woke again
Behind closed doors and nigger can't see the opening
My people looking at my face and they see the hope again
They be collecting my messages like a porcelain
I get them shopping to the studios and back home
My city's standing up tall and I am the bad bone
Hitting the air, but it is way far in the distance
Do what I please and I don't need an assistant
Sleeping is what a broke nigger could never do,
And I feel like I've been drinking a full bottle of teraflu
Or maybe somebody gave me a sleeping pill
But I'm awake, other niggers wish I was sleep for real.
Yes sir, it's my time,
Worry about yours, don't be worrin' about mine
Can't stop my money, fuck, niggers, stop trying.
Niggers, stop trying, niggers, stop trying.
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Can stop my money, can stop my money, can stop my money.
Nobody, nobody, nobody

Top Juvenile, Black Card Music

You know how we rolling, my money stand tall, dollar bills ain't folding
... down, I'm top floor bound, this is how it goes down
This is black card music, this is black card, this is black card
This is black card, money I got
Shit I've been known for balling hard y'all be ballet hooping
I'm chris... to bottles, I'm bout the alley...
These younger niggas respect me I'm like a daddy to them
These younger bitches won't sex me you know I dare to do them
I am a bad influence, with a black card
These waitresses get excited when I'm passing it to them
Sitting back in that panamera Porsche I win it
I see more pussy in a week then in an abortion clinic
Can I live, the crib is like a high-school
I'm at the... with the credit call on the high...
Round 2, niggas better drink up
What you looking at the register for? Let it ring up
You know how we rolling, my money stand tall, dollar bills ain't folding
... down, I'm top floor bound, this is how it goes down
This is black card music, this is black card, this is black card
This is black card, money I got
We didn't got too hot, yeah wait to who drop
All eyes on us
I'm feeling like 2Pac, who shot, who
Shit, we blowing through the roof top,
Back to the front, we want our true spot
Don't turn this into a shoot out
We only move out,
Yeah, Katrina couldn't keep the... out
But passed 2012, you a 1997
You niggas need to take the new... need to own something
Y'all ain't own nothing,
But the jewelry, the cars, videos, the clothes and that old money
Yeah how much you got, that's why I won't holler
You got old bucks, I want amero dollars
You know how we rolling, my money stand tall, dollar bills ain't folding
... down, I'm top floor bound, this is how it goes down
This is black card music, this is black card, this is black card

Top Juvenile, Cocky And Confident

J-U-V-E, no breed, no other like me
Fans like is he really gonna drop that?
Point of degree, you ain't never gonna top that
He ain't the same but he still got flo'
Guess I gotta flo', just a little bit mo'
It's gonna be a Juvie nation, call this rejuvenation
It's too much of the fake out
Gotta get the real out before they stake out
Put the kids in the safe house
Cake out, pull the champ and the stakes out
I am my dreams, my plans
Lemme in, lemme in, goddamn
Still alone, my shit, lil' nigga, whatchu mean? I quit
If you a Pitbull, I'm Mike Vick
I'll bury your ass right quick
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
You don't want none, there won't be none
You stop acting like a bitch you won't be one
You don't want none, there won't be none
You stop acting like a bitch you won't be one
Right now I just wanna say to everyone
That I appreciate the fact that y'all took a little time
Out of your business schedule to go and get the album
And I promise you'll love the sound and the quality of this motherfucker
You understand me, Juve
N-O-L-A, niggas droppin' like flies everyday
Who's next? Can't say
Gotta cover my dough, I can't play
Be smart, you could move more weight
Be sharp, you could lose your face
It's like that when they hate you
Gotta show 'em you're a ape too
Handle business in the night and the day too
A big dog in the hood, how they rate you
A beast like me, I'm G
Real as the Buddha in front of my I.D
MAG 3
Watch me, y'all follow my lead
My hood, my scent
I can't leave, it might be in my debt
Watcha mean leave? Nigga, not yet
I ain't ready, I ain't seen my check
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
You don't want none, there won't be none
You stop acting like a bitch you won't be one
You don't want none, there won't be none

Top Juvenile, Addicted

This is brought to you courtesy of Brian McKnight
This isn't love, you're just addicted to what the dick did
Yes you are, baby
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm breakin' your heart
Well well well
This isn't love, you're just addicted to what the dick did
Mmm mmm mmmm
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm breakin' your heart
Go on and tell 'em about it J, tell 'em about it J
Now when we first met I told you, it was a you thang, and it's a me thang
Whatever's goin on in your life I don't have nuttin to do with that
You go ahead on and do what you do, y'knahmsayin?
And whatever's goin on in my life
I'ma let that happen the way it's been happenin'
Don't change what's goin on, y'knahmsayin?
And when we fuck, that ain't got nuttin to do with the rest of the world
You don't call me, I ain't gon' call you
When we hook up, we just hook up, but OH NO
You wan' take it all out of context, and you know what this really is
You know what the situation is, why you doin that?
This isn't love, you're just addicted to what the dick did
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm breakin your heart
This isn't love, you're just addicted to what the dick did
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm breakin your heart
Now here we go again
You're scratchin up my car, you're bustin up all my windows
You're callin my house, callin my cell phone
I shouldn'ta never gave you my number anyway
But I thought you was my friend!
I thought me and you was bigger than that, y'knahmsayin?
But you done lost all that
You might as well just lose my number and lose conversation from me, y'knahmsayin?
When you see me in public, don't say nuttin to me no mo'
Cause you tryin to wreck my life
And you know I got a lot goin on in my life right now
I got responsibilities, you understand?
So what you got my name tattooed on yo' body?
I ain't tell you to go do that!
You watchin MTV and BET, that's what you want
You got a lil' piece of that and you don't know how to act
You goin crazy!

Top Juvenile, Gotta Get It

talking:"Yall Niggas think broke look cool man"
gotta get it nigga, gotta gotta get it
gotta get it ,gotta gotta get it nigga
talking:"i gotta get it when you see me out chea or where ever the fuck im at im tryna get sum money homie,yea gotta feed the family nigga nephew" Ahhhhh!
i am magnolia official i played the ave for years,they talkin bout me like when shaq went to the caveliers,i keep the semi wit me jus call me prince of keys selling tabbacco and aint none of my shit is niccotine,a dog gettin it how much can a gorrilla make,im tryna chill dont wanna have to put on ma killa face, i get what ever i wanna boy i dont wish i would, when i come out look i be sharper den a sticker would I wish a nigga would i make a nigga bleed ,i cut a nigga like get down its worth a lick of cheese,i lay somebody down i proly have ta do or die,wont nuthin change ima stay gutta like a sewer line,yup its manurea time busniess is picking up,when niggas find out im da man dey proley shulda trust no i aint new to dis money shit boi i been a fool i blow dis mutherfucker up jus like an intertube
Chorus: gotta get it nigga,gotta gotta get it
gotta get it,gotta get it nigga
talking: "ya nigga,you see me wilden gettin mines,bein broke
aint cool man,you niggas think broke lookin cool,yea yea,
imma have fun why i do me homie",watch dis!
i gotta get it so people get on yo day jobs,aint nothin crowded but
the jail houses and grave yards,im on the corner in the ghetto like a pay phone,i call my baby like daddy be on the way home,talk to you later its easy to getcha cell tapped,and i got powder like a factory full of jail caps,im ballin in the game boi i need a pair of tugs,im walking on em in my slippers like a pair of lugs,im not gone ever leave the way thats what the preacher said,like ima be on the corner at Morgan Freeman age,im in the streets making connection in the resturaunts im eatin tacos and fajitas with the mexicans,boi i define the definition of what livin is,and any where you see me out thats what thanksgivin is,you niggas counterfit pappas i am a real daddy,shoot up the mutherfuckin world to get the kids happy.
chorus: gotta get it nigga,gotta gotta get it,
gotta get it,gotta get it nigga
talking: ha ha! watch me get it,watch me get it,watch me get it,
bricks in the mornin nigga wit the cheese in ma shit,
bosseline style,watch me,paraflex you broke ass niggas
i gotta get it boi you beefin over petty change,im ready man i got
ma fingers in on errythang,im on nem dana danes puffin on dat mary jane look ima leader its one of us up in erry game,and yea im fly cuz i always got that egle on me,i pop a nigga look how quick they call the people on me,this is an act and not in it to recieve a tony,im over here with all the cheese and ion see baloney,give a bitch what? i be talking mad to em,dey say im shitty like a kid done
gone to bathroom,im in a yellow chevy thang with the doors up,
im smoken purple these ashes burnin ma clothes up,see da conarys
in the grill yea i talk major look in the light its like a saturday
night in las vegas,yupp ima boss playa cuz i say i iz,i chase dis money 24 cuz everyday i iz.
chorus: gotta get it nigga,gotta gotta get it
gotta get it,gotta get it nigga

Top Juvenile, Da Magnolia

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas breakin' up bricks.. niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce, get hit.. armed 'rilla and six
Somebody wig get split for ten g's of chips
It's where the Feds'll dip through
Enemies get you
Catch you at tha second line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too
Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.V. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin'
Them blues try ta hit ya, and your head'll get druggin'
On New Year's tha lights get shot out at six o'clock
Four or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha cro'(tch), bruh
Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats is sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up and they holla
(?) beam aimed at your dome... for some powder
I'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
Get all seventeen and, nigga, I'ma holla
Da... Magnolia
Home... of tha soldiers
Da... Magnolia
Home... of tha soldiers
Now where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Is ya ready for it? Better be over-prepared
When ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE"
They be ragged up, twenty-five dollars bagged up
Old nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs
Well aware on the route that he's gonna duck
If somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him up
If a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck
'Cause he gon' break and bust, she gon' be fucked up
Mind your business is a code, too, I never told
Ever since a nigga was a million years old
Bein' a baller.. shot caller.. is tha goal
I'll hospitalize anybody... in the ward
Ta make it there, you talk crazy, we take it there
You'll be like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these niggas wanna be (?) or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47 it'll change you boys
Click up.. load up.. pistols.. mask
Ride through.. slow down.. jump out.. blast
Put about.. fifty.. in your.. ass
Second.. linin'.. family.. scared
(?) scope.. lock it.. chop it.. serve it
Got a.. deal for.. fifty.. ta work it
Mission.. bitches.. hittin'.. switches
Twenty.. inches.. plenty.. bitches
All day.. hustle.. beaucoup.. scuffle
Niggas.. huddle.. AK.. muffled
Blood in.. puddles.. people.. scatter
Flying.. pieces.. of human.. matter
Police.. don't know.. probly.. won't know

Top Juvenile, Bad Guy

[Verse 1]
Call me Duby Montana, Don Corleone,
When all the shit ain't going right, I'm who they're calling on
And you may hustle like I do, but shit, I'm fast with it
All the money you have it imma wipe my ass with it
I'm quite as good as fuck, I have the grant to it
You ain't able, but your momma had to sign for it.
I got a lot of flavor, the one I'm sizing up
Juven deliver and sometimes feel like tisa hot.
Blood she'd when is a problem with them down the size
My niggers enter in your houses like the power lines
I'm good, homie, I put my father on it
My pain while I get hot they're getting the water on it
I'm the bad guy, everything and all black
And you ain't gotta say, bitch, I think I'm all it
I'm too gee, man, I gotta get two keys
You want me to show off for the show as they call the two keys.
[Hook]
So say hello to the bad guy,
I'm a better nigger but I'm still a mad fly.
They say I'm ruthless, I'm just trying to stay alive.
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, homie, I'm the bad guy
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, nigger, I'm the bad guy,
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy.
[Verse 2]
I'm the bad guy, the one they always blame it on
I'm tired to work these other niggers ballet hanging on
My credit cards are master p, ain't no limit to 'em
I've car bushing and I put it, quit the finish to 'em
I love beef shit, I eat it with my baked potato
Live by the gorge and keep the gee, is gonna be greater later
Juvenile needle, I'm a real goodie
I'm hard born, but I'm calling a Portalbelle pussy.
I don't play that, me and my road dogs
Get 'em up in as I chop the tip of your nose off
I'm real about the money, nigger, no flaws
Mercedes cooper, my speakers' knocking my doors off.
[Hook]
So say hello to the bad guy,
I'm a better nigger but I'm still a mad fly.
They say I'm ruthless, I'm just trying to stay alive.
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, homie, I'm the bad guy
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, nigger, I'm the bad guy,
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy.
[Verse 3]
You want a television ship, but you're a fall guy
Back to the top 'cause it ain't hard,
These niggers' fake up in a motherfucker, swear to God
I'm hating and I'm here to see you motherfucker starve
Bitches know who you is, you don't wanna set the charge.
You gonna inspect my pants, you know how I wanna this
Imma looking on a biscuit on that money train, that is a thing.
They say I'm jail break, that even make a case
Niggers be talking about prison like that's a better place
Nobody with me anymore, I'm a forgotten homie
They're only riding on me, feel like they flying on me.
[Hook]
So say hello to the bad guy,
I'm a better nigger but I'm still a mad fly.
They say I'm ruthless, I'm just trying to stay alive.
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, homie, I'm the bad guy
So when you see me say hello to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy, nigger, I'm the bad guy,

Top Juvenile, Back That Azz Up

Girl you workin with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash yeah, his last yeah
Hoes frown when you pass yeah, they mad yeah
You gon' ride in the Jag yeah, with that head
You could smoke or buy a bag yeah, of grass yeah
Got money I can flash yeah, and trash yeah
I'ma Big Tymer nigga yeah, pull the trigger yeah
A playa hata flipper yeah, grave filla yeah
I be slangin wood yeah, out the hood yeah
Let it be understood yeah, it's all good yeah
Got a nigga scheamin large yeah, on the hard yeah
A smooth little broad yeah from out the projects
A nigga do a trick yeah, on the dick yeah
You claimin you want a picture, that ain't shit yeah
The nigga with the money yeah, don't act funny yeah
Got birds and I'm runnin yeah, bout a hundred yeah
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that azz up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that azz up
Call me Big Daddy when you back that azz up
Hoe, who is you playin wit? Back that azz up
Girl, you looks good, won't you back that azz up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that azz up
You got a stupid ass yeah, make me laugh yeah
Make a nigga wanna grab that, autograph that
I'm sweatin in the drawers yeah, hard and long yeah
Wanna walk it like a dog yeah, break you off yeah
Get - mine you gon' get yours yeah, that for sure yeah
You fuckin with my nerves yeah and to the curb yeah
I know you bitches know yeah, and it show yeah
But a nigga got some more yeah, I'm out to flow yeah
Fresh brought some shit yeah, and his bitch yeah
We be making hit yeah after hit yeah
Them titties sittin nice yeah, I wanna bite yeah
I could fuck you right yeah, all night yeah
Wanna bring it to my house yeah, on the couch yeah
Knock the pussy out yeah, get them out yeah
I wanna see these hoes yeah, bend it low yeah
Let me run it in the hole yeah, and let me know yeah
I know you can't stand it, dick bandit
Done landed, see your drawers handed
Freak to get it y'all, game spit at y'all
Put the bitch on the wall and I hit it y'all
Lookin kind of lonely, I'm feelin horny
Put the dick "in the Middle" like "Monie"
Big thick plumber chick, and a Hummer chick
Beat the dick like a motherfuckin drummer chick
See dat puddy-cat? Look at dat
I love a fuckin hoodie-rat, that's a fact
You'se a motherfuckin get it girl, quit it girl
I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, that hit it girl
Now now now now now
After you back it up, then stop
Then wha-wha-what, drop drop it like it's hot
Now after you back it up, then stop
Now, wha-wha-wha-what drop it like it's hot
Now drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
C-M-B make you drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot

Top Juvenile, Ya Sleeping On Me

Southern Smoke
I guess it's bed time
Cause nigger's sleeping on me
Well I ain't sleeping on me
You know I keep it on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Put the money down
And walk away
If you don't know about me now you gon' learn today
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
It's Southern Smoke you bastards
I bet the niggers sleep
It's time to catch a Z
He ain't never waking up
He need a stretcher please
I'd better turn your bitches head around
Mardi Gras party, drop the top and just parade around
Take a nap, I'ma need a week
Go ahead and harbor niggers
Maybe y'all don't need to sleep
I don't need a week
Till I'm a old man
Shrivel a dick with all my money in my own hand
Alright alright alright
You gon' learn today
Oh you gon' learn today
Hoes on me
I'm talking Rihana bay
Ya sleeping on me nigger you got a pajama sway
Guess it's bed time
Cause nigger's sleeping on me
Well I ain't sleeping on me
You know I keep it on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Put the money down
And walk away
If you don't know about me now you gon' learn today
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Hey oh DJ Smallz
I'm the fuckin' judge
We're all in court now
I say we hang the bitch
I got the rope now
I don't deliberate it
I don't discriminate it
I just eliminate it
Don't get intimidated
I've been breaking up bricks
Drug demolition
Them niggers call me country boy because I got them chickens
A disagreement now could be a murder later
I'll be going in just call it early labor
Throw your boy fast like Nascar
Animal nigger bitch I'm talking about a gas car
Hopscotch with my money bitch and turn away
You don't know about me now but you gon' learn today
I guess it's bed time
Cause nigger's sleeping on me
Well I ain't sleeping on me
You know I keep it on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Put the money down
And walk away
If you don't know about me now you gon' learn today
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Ya sleeping on me
Southern Smoke
Pull up
Stop that
The world need to know what's really going down
They need to know the rejuvenation of album is coming soon
So get ready for the album

Top Juvenile, Why Not?

You can find me in the parking lot
By the car lot-where we spark a lot
Up in the hallway it be dark a lot
We don't talk to cops cause we all be hot
Homey you need to get you somethin new (why not)
Shit I'm ridin somethin green, somethin blue (why not)
They gon' respect it when a gangsta come through (why not)
They doin numbers, we'll do somethin too (why not)
Is you doin ya dirt, they really know ya bout ya work
if they scopin ya turf you goin out there head first
do you know the rules when you got beef with a fool
can you stick and move and do you sleep with the tool
you in the camp you bout to make you an examp
so when they see the stamp they gon'respect it like a champ
you light in the ass but kind of heavy with the cash
be rollin the grass you still totin the solider rag
you been out there on the grind spendin most of ya time
in a section full of nobody's so you gotta shine
will you bust a head, know how to do it-how to play it
bet a hundred in the field and parlay
can you flip a Z, go back and get a Quater ki
when you rid of that call Rico up and order three
put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it
if you wanna be respected as the G'est
Homey you need to get you somethin new (why not)
Shit I'm ridin somethin green, somethin blue (why not)
They gon' respect it when a gangsta come through (why not)
They doin numbers, we'll do somethin too (why not)
You can find me in the parking lot
By the car lot-where we spark a lot
Up in the hallway it be dark a lot
We don't talk to cops cause we all be hot
You like states with pretty hoes in ya face
you hate checks, you just come home on a case
can you make a name-will you be patient in the game
can you state ya claim, and reputation stay the same
will you hold it down when ya lil'homies ain't around
will you hold ya ground like you the only one in town
is you feelin this, you listen to it when you creep
you real in the streets all in the hood with the heat
you ain't tryna joke gotta be real for ya folks
is ya people broke they aggrivate you on the porch
do you sell weed and you don't never make a profit
do you blow big until it hurt you in ya pocket
you just scared to lose cause you a winner all the time
you gotta lot to prove lil'sinner on the grind
put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it
if you wanna be respected as the G'est
Do you G's up when it's a dime in ya grill
do you freeze up when it's that time for a kill
if they pop at you is you gon'pop back at 'em
you gon'stay away from niggaz if they rattin
wanna ride swoll pull up on 24 flats
can you get a hoe without you throwin her a stack
is you callin shots can you stay away from the cops
you know how to stop you be inside when it's hot
you from the East, you from the West, you from the South
you from the North, or the Midwest what you about
can you twist a gar without you fuckin up the road
did you get a car just to be stuntin for the hoes
you been out here and it's ya time for a lick
do you know this year as you aknowledgin the shit
put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it

Top Juvenile, Solja Rag

You 'bout dat paper?
You on top?
You handlin' business?
You doin' swell?
Down with yo' niggaz to da finish?
Are you willin'?
To hit da streetz up and make a killin'?
Are you a villain?
Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions?
Do you do your time?
Without rattin' on your partners?
Do you kill your beef?
With a pistol or a chopper?
Is you da man?
Do you pay all of your bills?
Did you make a plan?
And won't stop 'till it fulfilled?
Can you handle coke?
Can you handle dope?
Ain't afraid to go?
Even though you know?
Look... lil' Daddy...
Do you take care of yo' kids?
Is it clean in yo' crib?
Can't you stand to eat some ribs?
Ain't it scandalous how we live?
You ball with Cash Money?
Do you like Manny track?
Ain't it shive how I rap?
Puttin' New Orleans on the map!
You brush ya teeth?
You on dem hoes?
You got dem Ree
s on ya feet?
With dem Girbauds?
Then you a SOLJA nigga, put up a solja rag!!!
Put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag
Now what's happenin' wit' you?
You knockin' dem heads off too?
You do what a playa do?
You fuck in the Rochambeau?
You ain't scared to blast?
When you got dat iron witcha
Do you bust his ass?
You acts a ass?
You got ya ski mask?
And ya solja rag?
Look...
You ready to blow a bag?
Can you hustle like it's legal?
Can you avoid da people?
And hotwire your Regal?
You 'bout dat evil?
Look...
You on some ignorant shit?
When that hoe get flip
Now can you punish da bitch?
You like dem Beamers?
You like dem Benz 500s?
You like dem Hummers?
You like dem big fine womens?
You a playa ain't ya?
None of these bitch niggaz could fade ya!
The ghetto made ya!
Dope fiends and junkies raised ya!
Do you sleep in suites?
Do you go shopping every week?
When you hit da streetz
You got dem Reeboks on your feet?
Then you a SOLJA nigga, put up a solja rag!!
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag
Throw up a soljah rag
Is you a paper chaser?
You got your block on fire?
Remainin' a G?
Until the moment you expire?
You know what it is?
To make nothin' outta somethin'?
You handle your biz?
And don't be cryin'
And its somethin'
Your niggaz is in ya?
You got your girlfriends witcha?
Since you was a kid?
You was a instant wig-splitter?
You twinkle your slug?
You ain't no bitch huh?
You stompin' ya box in the mud?
A Hot Boy microwave oven
Tatooted up, booted up
None of you bitches lovin'
Your windows are tinted?
You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it?
You don't fuck with dem Nike tennis?
You play with Barettaz?
You sleep in the Royal Sonesta?
You won't fuck Vanessa?
You got chopperz up on ya dresser?
You believe in GOD?
But can you handle it when its hard?
And represent your ward?
You be stalkin' the boulevard?
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag

Top Juvenile, Sipping Champagne

Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Yea I sip champagne
And I spit champagne
Every other night I bought a whole Clique champagne
There's duty free money loan
We've got a big campaign
Shorty tripping on my bill she said it's likely a Wang
Yea I sip champagne
And I spit champagne
Every other night I bought a whole Clique champagne
There's duty free money loan
We've got a big campaign
Shorty tripping on my bill she said it's likely a Wang
A friend tripping on my car she said it's like T-Pain
Synergies made it from Georgia on a midnight train
She heard a soldier talking about that midnight thing
Before I bought a ride down town by that midnight man
You know that moon I had you wailing on that Kurt Cobain
Bring the club off that Rosay like what's my name?
And I'd be just tripping off them days when I couldn't maintain
Another dollar in my pocket full of street called train
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Hand around my pie hole
Bank account no lotto
My jewelry on Pavaratto
Celebrate my motto
I don't fuck around with no star hoes
Count banks these models
My stomach used to be hollow
Now I lean back and I swallow
Sip champagne like quarters
Super bowl when I party
Riding around with your darling
She said being with me was on calling
You're safe to say that I'm leaving
About to grill in my kitchen
Fly the morning out fishing
Friday night I get busy
Now hurry up with my order
In case I'm only four waters
From light to night I go harder
Still moving around with no borders
I'm fixed up and I sought it
These whores, they wanna be bothered
Was chic to me cause I've done it
We ranking skill, we won it
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
You ain't got the Rosay?
Well then, okay
You can still wipe or maybe spade me
The crowd in here crazy
Easy wives got it all hazy
Be sure you drink your shots, I got rabies
Look out you glaze me
Way from the corner
Look the dead in the eyes
I want you, yea
Looking like you top the model
Come over here, pop a bottle
What you drinking?
Muscato? Yea
You like to peek uh?
You order Peekan
One Chateau
Don't give her no beat time
Drink up, it's drink time
We're doing model after model, bottle after bottle
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne when we thirsty babe
Now we skip champagne
Now we skip champagne

Top Juvenile, Sets Go Up

Featuring: Wacko
(One)
Never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar with us
Fuckin' over you would give me and my niggaz a rush
I'm sick of all you and the fortune and supposed to be thugs
Tellin' stories 'bout your life when that was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did some shit back in the days with the pack
Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the crack
You get the fuck when you hear shots and it's not yo' peep
But if a ricochet hit you, you better pop yo' heat
Yeah, you know I'm from the 'Nolia but you do not know me
Quit eyeballin' a nigga down 'fore you get shot homie
You don't wanna know what I've been thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you another spot to chill
'Cuz I've been drinkin'
'Cuz we see a light and everything ain't great
It's like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya know
I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his revenues
I'ma tell you four fuckin' things I'ma never do
(One)
Never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
From the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we doin' it big
If you're ghetto you know who Wacko and Juvenile is
New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, 'cuz these my peeps
You could pick up some bad habits hangin' in these streets
Have you talkin' to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth
Walkin' 'round you like you took care and you handled your beef
Pissed off 'cuz your hoe wanna come talk to me
To show me the little gift that she done bought for me
I take it back to when the big timers was pushin' the size
When niggaz wore Dickies suits like it was regular jobs
We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's used to be packed
And rumors started poppin' and it started to crack
We used to drink Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the back
We had four rules in life and I can promise you that
(One)
Never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
Now why you muggin' a nigga? Let that bitch go
Let her bounce with a gangsta out six coat
Let her wil' out and flick it off a disco
Let me gas up, dick her down and get ghost
Ain't trickin' for the vagina, I like to get throat
Yo' stupid ass tryin' to stay in here and lick toes
Good girls love G's, that's how the shit go
That's why niggaz need to tighten up and get low
I know you heard of, I'm gettin' doe
Let me check my palm pilot, I'm gettin' hoes
Let me check my squad' wallets, we gettin' close
My squad up in the crowd wilin', they spittin' more
Drive by in the '5-5, forget a '4
Five, five and another five, we get a show
Fifteen and another five, you'll get some blow
You hustlin' your block, pop and you get some more
(One)
Never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at these bitches
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
And the sets go up

Top Juvenile, Set It Off

I'ma T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up
I'ma find me some new pussy, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, cuz my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin
Lil Momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin
Now prepare yourself for some new dick'n
You don't want it girl?, you don't know what u missin
I'm tha baddest boss nigga walkin
You ain't heard I got a team of head busters waitin to give me tha work
I gotta few in tha East Coast, a few in tha West
Down-South to Mid-W, wassup to tha rest
Can't forget about tha ghetto, where they strugglin in debt
No matter what I do dawg, I love my set
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
That Nig-gidty Nig-gidty Nile's in this bitch, get right
Fuck what u heard on tha streets, it's CMR for life
Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white
Jump stupid if u want, bitch we gone clown tonite
We got 25 choppers in tha V.I.P.
Cristal 40 jack and a pound of weed
And I know u waitin for me to get drunk, and follow me home
Picture what I'm gone give to u, a shot to yo dome
Fuckin wit yo boys and all that talkin, they gone get hit too
I'm really not givin a fuck, as long as I get u
Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba
Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherfucker
I'ma general, executin tha plan
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n tha land
Comin up on hoes, tellin them to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off just me and my man
55% of these niggas is fake, tha other 45% be handlin they weight
55% of these women is hoes, tha other 45% be playin they role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, take these muthafuckin cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, but us
And ridin on 20's is tha law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
Fuck ya if ya hatin, nigga save that there
I been dealinw it u bitches from why way back then
Plus I kept a fire ducked off to lay back in
You say my momma played me and J be tight
Juvie takin care, so everything alright
Bitches see tha sliver (?) wit tha phat ass pipes

Top Juvenile, Pop U

Alright
You gon' make me clock you
I'ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I'ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I'ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I'ma have to pop you
Who that nigga is
What that nigga claim
Juve wild magnolia
Its an uptown thing
Soulja watchin' over me
So I'ma let it rain
Just give me the weed, the mic
And I'ma let it off the chain
Y'all actin' like, that nigga lost it
I ain't have no money
now I'm back, what the cost is
(?) on my wrist lookin' gooey
These ain't Birdman's
These is real Gucci's
Turn around the corner
Motherfucker tryin' to sue me
Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a two-piece
Where he rock, where he roll
where he got control
Me and my mans and them get the brains out these hoes
If she can dance, then she can romance nice and slow
Be in a trance like it was your man's pipe in the hole
I've been sippin' a little somethin'
Just stop servin' the game
It feel good to be an OG
I'm deservin' it mayne
I'm the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga the nigga
The nigga nigga Ju-a-vey
I'm the nigga nigga
The nigga the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga nigga Ju-a-vey
Now ain't no tellin' where I might be (Nope!)
Cause there's a million other creeps
Prancin' around these streets lookin' like me
Call them my stunt doubles
So if you think you hit Luda' with the rueger
I'm up in Cuba blowin' blunt bubbles
On the double, lookin' for trouble we staarted
The eye on my gat is cocked its retaarted
I'm sippin' lean, smokin' green, and I'm so hot
I told machine's people call me +I Robot+
Bang to the boogey boogey bang bang
Let my little partner borrow my necklace
And hit bitches with the same chain
Its not computer love (Nope!)
I'm gettin' great brain
Got a hard drive
But they blow me out my mainframe
Now how you like that?
I got your momma pitchin' quarters
On the corner gettin' cornered
And come right back
I'm makin' tight stacks (Yeah!)
So if it ain't Juve or Luda
Then can it nigga, we don't even like rap!
Got the Mack in the grass
And the nine in the dumpster
Duck when they pass
One time wanna dump ya'
Hunger
What I got in my veins
Take shots from the Henny
Just to straighten my aim
Now, I raise my middle finger (Fuck the World!)
And them donuts in that car better make ya' hurl
Yea, I'm bout my paper mayne
I'm fully loaded like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne
I know you know
This is Crack
And he's back
And you mad
Cause we diiid
And they Yack-ity Yak
In the sack when we slid in (Yeah!)
Mommy shakin' they ass
She want some big bills
Tip drill, she wants a tip drill (That's it!)
Its ya' nigga crack
Live with some fresh cut
Side of the highway
Ridin' that's the best fuck
And you can keep them hotel keys
Cause we gon' fuck these bitches

Top Juvenile, Pimpinabitch

The Mac Melph Calio walker, the shot caller the big baller
The fiend that'll sell your daughter,
The 6th & Baronne connection,
No disrespect to my section
The nigga who made you who you is,
The nigga who put furniture in your crib
The nigga that'll burn you where you live,
The landcruiser snatcher, the coop-filter King smoker,
The nine toter, the glock cocker, the fine chopper,
The kill the cop blocker,
The brown, dirty forty bottle,
The Freret Street hoe driver,
The old Saab, the rusty Faygo getter,
The Swisher Sweet babysitter,
The pluck hood seller, the Good fella,
The twenty-one year old Beretta,
The Ca$h Money contract receiver,
The erase a non-believer,
The chicken wing eaters
We Pimpinabitchandcheckinthemniggas because we comin' from Uptown
God the lowly spinach givers,
The U.T.P. liver splitters,
The dice game riches,
The card player, the Magnolia hallwayer,
The herb smoke follower, the St. Ide's swallower,
The Fa Sho hollerer,
The reebok wearer, the Camoflauge era,
The White boy terror, the duckin' undercovers,
The project muthafuckas,
The Tulane & Broad escapers,
The 1997 paper chasers,
The teenage cellular phoner
The Uptown big boner,
The sip on Corona,
The Bayou classic, hoe attraction,
Bout that action, pussy satisfaction,
Situation starter, War to starter,
The spin the dime to chip up the plastic glock ripper
The fire screen ripper,
The B.G. CD listener,
The Big Boy headache giver
The penitenairy time doers,
The three time losers,
The heroin users,
The sixth and Willis twillers,
The L.D. and T.C. nigga,
The Clara Street killers,
The Calliope cut-throaters,
The Melphanine duct tapers,
The St. Thomas duct tapers,
The Valence Street kidnappers,
The Holly Grove bitch smackers
The Pigeontown chopper toters,
The Gert-Town fire smokers,
The crooked copper,
The politician shit popper,
The faggot preachers,
The hypocrite teachers,
The gumbo cooker,
The Bourbon Street hookers,
The aluminum can pickers
The drug dealer ass kissers,
The pork chop eaters, the CYC dick beaters
The bet'cha I could beat'chas,
The Holy Karan readers,

Top Juvenile, Money On The Couch

I went through with the plan, now the man sendin' me grams,
My coke organization still infestin' the land,
No joke, built my Mama an estate in the Bahamas,
Crops of marijuana protected by Big Timers,
Hand, full of ice, it's gangsta's paradise,
Expensive merchandise, I had to sacrifice for the glamourous life,
Don P. for breakfast, Benz, stretches, and Lexus,
Distribution of coke from Louisiana to Texas,
Some fabricated, but fascinated by the way that I made it,
Now my name is implicated with the greatest
Wearin' the latest, leather fatigues and B.B.H.,
Brand new Mercedes, parked in front of my new estate,
Twelve o' clock we gave him, caviar, is what we ate,
Party with killas, paraphrenalia full of projects,
Dope snorters or prospects, the rob your shop necks,
But I gets pissed and send hits, don't fuck with my shit
Wig split, the heel, whoever he roll with,
Admit it, you did it, tongue too tied? Well say somethin'
Nine's bustin', bringin' your platoon to destruction,
Continue to hustlin', givin' up nothin' where the dope at?
Crackers can get the Bauds at, because I'm pro Black,
Think I'm a foreigner, he wasn't holdin' up his side of his deal,
Alien gotta be killed, sent to the coroner,
I'm sure he would have gone before the judge
With somethin' concrete, to send me, cuz
He was holdin' a grudge, fuckin' over a thug,
Told my bitch I want him dead,
Bring me his head, fill him with lead,
Heard what I said? Don't betray me,
I'll put you on the streets and make you weak,
With carrots and stones up on fingers and your teeth,
And built you a home next to the beach,
And luxury cars we creep
Here's the nine, I don't have time, make it discreet
Money on the couch, nigga
Gimme everything, I'll pay your house, nigga
Shut'cha mouth, nigga
Put the money on the couch, nigga
Gimme everything, I'll pay your house, nigga
Shut'cha mouth, nigga
Put the money on the couch shut'cha mouth, nigga
I know that my cousin Lil' Kerzaw,
He sold up outta his backyard,
And sold up shit, from the seventeen all the way up to the Ninth Ward,
You know he rolls up in the caddy,
It's about that time to go roasts and vogue,
I'ma go on the passenger side, fuckin' with every last hoe,
Nigga Russ was up in that car shop,
Ready to get all the seats fixed,
Let me go scope me a kneefit, so I can go out to the Freaknik,
Shit, I'm the lyrical genius,
Drop down on your knees to the penis,
The nigga be talkin' the shit about my family, but I never did seen it
I'm larger than large, if you came home with two heroin charges,
And I still got somethin' stashed in the garages,
Y'all is petty, it's gone take two to fill my stamina,
When I pass the camera, flash, fuck the amateurs,
Ya better be top notch, or I'ma cock my rhyme glock,
To wound ya, and paint your death with my autograph on your tumor,
I'm straight from the ghetto, the Mac they make the foes shake,
Then I left that spot and I went to the T, where the triflin' hoes play,
They comin' to me and, they blowin' that funky fire,
I'm grabbin' a beer and, them blunts be gettin' me higher,
Due to my clique I walked to the front door,
Hope it ain't them po-po's,
I looked through the blinds, it went through my mind,
"What I have to run for?",
Nobody would want to test me,
Especially comin' to arrest me,
Old body and soul, it's a must I leave you cold,
Keep it chilly chilly, when I'm jigglin' jigglin' money,
Some niggas say okay, but you can say no way,
I'm drinkin' for honey,
If I wouldn't be kickin' these rhymes so funky,
You and your crew would never have bought my shit like junkies,
A part of a "ki" is all that I need,
To get on my feet, up outta the weed,
The capital "C", I do it for weed, and even a "G" for slangin' them kis,
I'm puttin' in it your face, Juvenile lookin' for a bitch now,
Don't have no time for no foreplay, I'm simply gonna lay this dick down
Niggas be comin' with dope lines,
Gimme the chance I'ma flow mine,
I'm tearin' this bitch up in no time,
No fuckin' ya up cuz you know I'm,
Funky like a club that's filled up with fat men fartin',

Top Juvenile, Mamma Got Ass

(Daa-aaa-aamn!) She get it from her mamma
She get it from her mamma, she get it from her mamma
(Bring it on in) She get it from her mamma
(Uh-huh) She get it from her mamma
(Uh-ah) She get it from her mamma (uh-ah)
(Uh-ah, uh-ah, uh-ah) She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get her eyes from? She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get her thighs from? She get it from her mamma
Where she learn how to cook from? She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get them looks from? She get it from her mamma
But where she get that ass from? She get it from her mamma
But where she get her class from? She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get that chest from? She get it from her mamma
Where she learn how to dress from? She get it from her mamma
Where does she get her sense from? She get it from her mamma
Where does she get her income? She get it from her mamma
Look, where she get that walk from? She get it from her mamma
Nigga where she get the joke from? She get it from her mamma
I wonder why she so crazy - She get it from her mamma
Why she wanna be my old lady? She get it from her mamma
Why she be actin like that? She get it from her mamma
Why she ain't give me the cat? She get it from her mamma
A big fine woman'll make you smile when she pass you
Damn that girl sexy, her mamma got ass too
A big fine woman'll make you smile when she pass you
Damn that girl sexy, her mamma got ass too
Why she swear she the boss? She get it from her mamma
Why she always gotta call the law? She get it from her mamma
Why we always havin arguments? She get it from her mamma
Why she always gotta call her friends? She get it from her mamma
Why she always gotta piss me off? She get it from her mamma
Why she always gotta take the call? She get it from her mamma
Why she wore the tight jeans man? She get it from her mamma
Got a nigga ridin hard and I'm tweakin - She get it from her mamma
Why she gotta make it look at honey speakin? She get it from her mamma
Why she got me tryin to get with her this weekend?
- She get it from her mamma
And I heard she could fuck too - She get it from her mamma
She'll leave and make ya stuck too - She get it from her mamma
Who told her I was fuckin 'round? She get it from her mamma
Who told her I was back in town? She get it from her mamma
Who said don't be scared of him? She get it from her mamma
Who said you better marry him? She get it from her mamma
Who told her not to fuck with me? She get it from her mamma
Who told her I'ma fuckin leave? She get it from her mamma
Who said I'm smokin marijuana? She get it from her mamma
Who said I be up on the corner? She get it from her mamma
All my ties all cut up, shit - She get it from her mamma
Why my windows all bust up, bitch? She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get the lip from? She get it from her mamma
Oh where she get them hips from? She get it from her mamma
Where she learn how to twurk from? She get it from her mamma
Where she learn how to work from? She get it from her mamma
Why does she be with that trippin? She get it from her mamma
We be chillin and she start to flippin - She get it from her mamma
But she still with a nigga doe - She get it from her mamma
And she'll kill for a nigga doe - She get it from her mamma
And when she's shy it's to draw attention - She get it from her mamma

Top Juvenile, Loose Booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
I ain't tryin to be stuck all in the corner and locked up
Tongue-kissin a hoe a nigga know she a doctor
Hoe can make a nigga think she a queen
She standin there smellin like potpourri I bet she stank in them jeans
Need to shake it, wash it, rinse it, squeeze it and douche it
Call a time-out, freeze AT EASE that pussy
They comin out the woodworks, ain't no pride
They don't get tired, play they vibe and they'll shake it 'til they foot hurt
Say she dressin for time, she got a lot of that
She ain't no nickel and dime, she got a dollar back
When she step her ass bounce two times
The wobble wobble make it hard for her to walk straight lines
Gotta add the soldiers on when you standin behind her
You might get stuck in there and need a camera to find her
Gotta hold ON to them handlebars, cause you don't want that broad
goin tellin your dawgs you got handled boy!
- 2X
You make a nigga wanna pay for that pussy hoe
Stand it up and make you get up on your tiptoes
Play with love man, kiss it baby watch him grow
Don't run your mouth about it, momma try to keep it low
Let's get a room somewhere deep on the outskirts
Give me head 'til yo muh'fuckin mouth hurts
Go tell your friends 'bout the suite up at the W
About the view and all the freaky shit I done to you
Now when she see me when you're not around
She be in my face, tryin to see what I'm about
Here take my number, maybe you can take me out
Take you somewhere and put some dick up in your mouth
I remember when you bitches wasn't so nice
Before the rings and the watches got a coat of ice
Same nigga, different day, we forever say
Money over bitches, U.T.P., Eight way
- 2X
Oh I like the way you move it to the right girl
No I like the way you shake it to the left girl
No I like it when you bend it, when you step girl
Now, touch your toes while you hold your breath girl!
And I ain't come here to ruin your night
I'm tryin to put somethin new in your life!
Just by doin you right, we can go somewhere for two if you like
Use the stars and the moon for the light, cause you movin it right
Why? I'm really tryin to do you tonight (right now)
If you dyke, bring your crew if you like!
If any um booty is like, your booty is like
Call your whole crew booty delight, we make it "Nolia Clap"
Don't hold it back, touch the flo' with that
I got a heart attack, your booty causin cataract
I can't even stay on it, look I keep on fallin back!
My momma always told me Skip don't ever fall for that!

Top Juvenile, In The Nolia

Say Bubba
I'm glad you, gave me the green light
so I can write some shit, for my hood
And talk about the shit I see
Y'knahmsayin? I've been waitin for this chance to do this
and express my motherfuckin self, and still make fun at the shit
Y'all ready to do this?
You might get flipped in the Nolia
You might get water whipped in the Nolia
And niggaz is a trip in the Nolia
They be on some shit in the Nolia
Them hoes be twerkin in the Nolia
Police be lurkin in the Nolia
My pockets be hurtin in the Nolia
You gotta be workin in the Nolia
I hit my first bitch in the Nolia
I hit my first lick in the Nolia
I opened up shop in the Nolia
I damn near got popped in the Nolia
I be up in the cuts in the Nolia
Hemmin them niggaz up in the Nolia
Oh yeah we stick together in the Nolia
Down for whatever in the Nolia
Magnolia my home, and it's gon' always be
You get a trespassin charge when you fuckin with me
Magnolia my home, and it's gon' always be
You get a trespassin charge when you fuckin with me
Yeah I was strugglin in the Nolia
Came up on nothin in the Nolia
Nigga was hustlin in the Nolia
Junkies was rushin in the Nolia
I done had fights in the Nolia
Damn near lost my life in the Nolia
We play the porch in the Nolia
We hang out in the courts in the Nolia
We be on the flight in the Nolia
We be up all night in the Nolia
I used to live in the Nolia
Ever since a kid in the Nolia
Nigga gettin busted in the Nolia
Some niggaz can't be trusted in the Nolia
A nigga got jacked in the Nolia
Got stabbed in the back of the Nolia
Nigga shoot dice in the Nolia
We fuckin nigga wifes in the Nolia
We always act our ass in the Nolia
We always have a splash in the Nolia
Oh yeah we havin wars in the Nolia
Shootin at niggaz cars in the Nolia
We all go to ki's in the Nolia
We all wear soldierees in the Nolia
Dem hoes thick fine in the Nolia
We throw second lines in the Nolia
We got no cheap in the Nolia
Come and holla at my peeps in the Nolia
The shit don't ever stop in the Nolia
It's always pepper hot in the Nolia
We got a lot of thugs in the Nolia
But we got a lot of love in the Nolia
Uhh, yeah
For my T.C. niggaz, my bootleg niggaz
This for my motherfuckin 6th street niggaz
My LaSalle street niggaz
Yeah, my Belmont niggaz, yeah
My Magnolia niggaz
Fuck with us you gonna get fucked over nigga
For who? This one for my Magnolia niggaz
Fuck with us you gonna get fucked over nigga
Yeah, believe dat!

Top Juvenile, I Know You Know

Oh, Oh, Oh, Ooh, Oh, Oh
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Oh
put ya feet up in my shoes for a minute
shawty peep the way I do how I'm living
you steadily trippin, say I'm trickin with the women
girl don't make me get to trippin everything is what I'm givin, I know
I know I'm comin home to big fine after my day done
all concerned about how I'm feelin and if I ate somethin
you always hear the bullshit stories and never say nothin
cause all of 'em in search for a man that's why they stay sufferin
though you may think I'm from this bitch to the next
a nigga be out here tryna get him a check, but I prefer cash
for me and you so don't even much get ya nerves bad
they want attention and they don't even deserve that
girl you miss Juv-E what you think I don't care
What you think I'm bout to go sacrifice this shit for that there
they wanna catch the biggest fish in the sea-but he ain't swimmin
cause he satisfied and ain't lookin forward to other women
I know, you know (I know, you know)
just cause they shakin-don't mean I'm takin
I know, you know (you know, yeah)
just cause they holla-don't mean I follow
I know, you know (you know, baby)
just cause they throw it-don't mean I'm catchin
I know, you know (you know)
no matter how long I'm gone-I'm always comin home to you
You gotta believe me, you don't have to police me
I be up in the streets makin sure that me and you eat see
women try to tease me but I tell 'em be easy
my family needs me so I'm goin where my seeds be
I can sign ya poster but I cannot intercourse ya
they really wanna solider that's why the bendin it over
holla at big daddy I'm comin home like I 'ppose ta
with a big ole bag of groceries and somethin that we can smoke up
we don't need a passion cause me and you is what's happenin
they thought we wasn't adaptin now everybody congratin
forget all of that yappin as long as we keep interactin
and we keep on attractin to each other with a passion
When the big dog is in ya they gon'wanna bother a G
wanna leave way at night and come tomorrow with me
yup so they can put a nigga business all in the streets
out here tellin folks she gotta problem recordin for keeps
she got big ?? tryna get me to the place
hopin I reconize her curve but I can't even relate
now they be at the red light flashin me with they head lights
I know how to play it like tell 'em to get they head right
I'm not tryna touch her so you can keep ya lil'rubber
you too young for me why ya tryna get me in trouble
she know that I love her-look we was meant for each other

Top Juvenile, I Got That Fire

You need a nigga that stay sharp, always got money
Pockets stay full of them big-face hundreds
A nigga with tattoos all over his arm
A nigga with a gold grill, diamonds in his charm
A nigga that'll tell your girl, "Fuck that nigga!"
Your givin' me tha pussy, you don't love that nigga
You need a nigga that'll put you in your place
Put that dick on ya at anytime of tha day
A nigga that'll give ya a lil' somethin' if it's right
A nigga that you may not see for three or four nights
A nigga standin' tall like tha Statue of Liberty
A nigga on fire like a match and a cigarette
A nigga that'll take care of his kids if it's his
A nigga that's a handsome lil' son of a bitch
A nigga like.. me.. never get tired
You lookin' for a Hot Boy, girl, I got that fire
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Some old ghetto-face, blue-hair, funny-ass lookin' bitch
Was tryin' ta holla at a nigga... talkin' some bullshit
I told her, "If ya fuck everybody it's all gravy."
She didn't say nothin', she stood there lookin' at me crazy
Then she got mad, and called me bitches and motherfuckers
I waited 'til I got by the door, reached back and stuck her
She did what any bitch woulda did, and got the law for me
Talkin' 'bout gonna press charges and get her pa for me
I told him, "When I get outta jail, I'ma beat ya awfully
and open up fire at your pa to back him up off of me."
All she wanted to do was scream out "Juvie"
While I hit her from tha back and smack her on tha booty
Bite tha titties, get tha head, break tha bed
Pull off tha rubber and bust a nut on her leg
Some of these hoes be tellin' me," I'm just an admirer."
I don't wanna fuck ya; shit, I got that fire
Shit, I got that fire
Shit, I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Baby baby baby
Look, baby girl: work it, just don't quit
See I love it when you young ass shake them tits
You lil' vivrant thang
You like Burger King?
Well you can go in and swing on tha Whopper Ding-a-ling
You make me really lump up in tha pants
Every time I see your sexy ass do that dance
And you can tell your friends you know a
Nigga with a dick like a great big cobra
We can bang bang bang all night long
Knock your head against tha bed 'til tha inside's gone
When ya see your sister, tell her, "It's alright."
She still make my dick BOOM like dynamite
Tell her Tiger Woods... but I won't
Eat no pussy... cuz I don't
You wanna nigga that'll fuck ya in tha park in tha grass
You wanna nigga that'll stick a big stick in your ass
That fire!
I got that fire
Shit, I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
I got that fire
Shit, I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Fresh, he got that fire
Girl, holla at my nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Shit, he got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
B.G., he got that fire
Girl, holla at that nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Turk, he got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Slim, he got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Wayne, he got that fire
Girl, holla at that nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Baby, he got that fire
Girl, holla at that nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
He got that fire
Juvie, he got that fire

Top Juvenile, Ha (Jay-Z Remix)

Bounce, bounce, bounce
J-j-j-j-j-Juvenile and Jigga
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha
If your daddy get out the way with you,
you gon to let him learn, ha
Life's a bitch, ha
Niggas be fakin but you ain't givin em shit, ha
You stealin the bricks, ha
You got a wife and three kids, ha
But you be fuckin around right in the neighborhood you live, ha
You own a truck, ha
With tv's and cd's rimmed up, ha
Fuckin em up, ha
You won't be stuntin on your cell, ha
Get your partner some money orders and commence to jail, ha
You bout ready to roll a draw, ha
Some of that drove, ha
You bout to get you some more, ha
You that nigga with all that cheese, ha
You that nigga that whipped that girl and she called the police, ha
You understand, ha
You ain't gon cry like a bitch, you gon be a man, ha
Where ever you stand, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You done got yourself in some deep shit
Now you stuck in your house, you gotta peep the remix
You can't go out cuz they gon leave you in a deep ditch
And hit you with the sign if you decide to keep shit
The only reason you alive cuz you read lips
and you drove on the block low in yo' seat an' shit
Seen em mouthin off, they don't need this shit
Now they sick of you duckin, dodgin, and weavin and shit
How they call you when you don't return they beeps
Now they ready to kill you and all your peeps
You done fucked around with some wild niggas
You done fucked off the dough and Juvenile and Jigga's
You better get it back, or sleep where the river's at
They send shots through your fifty cap
They got big guns that go brrrrrrrap, brrrrrrrap, brrrrap
Where your niggas at?
You gotta get up off your ass, ha
And make the cash, ha
And stay away from them bags, ha
Two and two done come together, ha
Juvi and Jigga, ha
Straight up guerrillas, ha
That nigga Manny Fresh a fool, ha
He be playin it to the bitches on every song he do, ha
My fuckin album going plat, ha
You bought the tape, ha
Tell em ain't none of it fake, ha
You got a shipment coming in, ha
During the week, ha
Got a little something for me, ha
You boy and them be drawin heat, ha
But that's your wootie so you gotta find you someone to creep, ha
Nigga tired of livin fast, ha
Your boy hit the stash, ha
Now you wanna go bust his ass, ha
You keep it real, ha
You don't fuck with no nigga but you will kill, ha

Top Juvenile, Ha (Hot Boy Remix)

Hmm... You better run for it, run for it, run!
Run for it, run for it, run!
Run for it, run for it, run!
You been known for fuckin it up, ha
Them bad-ass 20's on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha
You tryin' to stay from out that place, ha
Make sure you got your money straight ha, before it's too late ha
You want your Momma livin good ha
Move your children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby post seventy off the hook, ha
Manny Fresh has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha
Juvenile got them looks, ha; but you too scared to fuck with him
cause he be runnin with them crooks, ha
I'm the one, ha
Stick a fork in that nigga cause he's done, ha
for flippin the tounge, ha
You got a probation hole, ha
You got money for bail so now you ready to roll, ha
You bout to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One that look somethin like mine ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin a G.. until the moment you expire
You know what it is.. to make.. nothin out of somethin
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin and sufferin
We got this thing locked, ha
Cash Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you like my Rolex watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in camouflage with glocks, ha
And you like it when we stunt, ha
Smokin blunts, ha
You be lovin them gold fronts, ha
We millionaires, ha
Not far from billionaires, ha
Got different broads everywhere, ha
You heard 'bout Lil' Wayne, H-O-T B-O-Y, ha
Shorty with the braids for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, here come the blitz, ha
A remix, ha, they from the Nolia I'm from the Grove, ha
And you can catch me with Tolie and Mario, ha
I represent the 2.. uh 2-6, ha
It's guaranteed to be... foolish, ha
You niggaz know I'm bout my biz, ha
You niggaz scared for me to be in the presence of your bitch, ha
You know I would raw dick her ha, take naked pictures ha
then call up my clique and straight flip her ha
You know my click number-one stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, flexin Lex's, Benz's, and Hummers, ha
You know you fuck with me, you're dead, ha
But don't lie, I fucked your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha
You know that jailhouse is somethin, ha
Bitch niggaz buckin, but when it go down, they run to the button, ha
You know the B.G. ain't right ha; you love you hoe,
but she don't wanna get it right, and keep it right, ha
It's goin' down in '99, ha
You know fo' sho' that it Cash Money time to shine, ha
You know I play the game raw, ha
You know you slip up, I'ma take this beef shit too far, ha
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Let's say you're at a DJ, and them boys pullin' guns
You better run for it, run for it, run
You in the Magnolia, and my people pullin' guns
You better run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
We'll grab the MAC-11 when we march, nigga, step
Fuck with CMR, we gon' march, nigga, step
Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga, step

Top Juvenile, Get Ya Hustle On

[Juvenile]
That's right, it's crunch time now fellas
No time to be cryin for momma now, it's the movement
C'mon
To all my people on them corners I consider as dogs
I wish I could break a package down and send it to y'all
I know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls
Put me on the visit list and I'll be in to see y'all
Talk to 'em - your mayor ain't your friend, he's the enemy
Just to get your vote, a saint is what he pretend to be
Fuck him! Ah-listen to me, I got the remedy
Save your money up and find out who got 'em for 10 a ki'
Bubble, if you don't hustle don't use your energy
Cause you gon' be a cellmate or wind up as a memory
Yeah, and I could give a fuck if you kin to me
My life is up and down and side to side like a centipede
[Chorus]
Get ya hustle on, nigga get ya hustle on [4X]
We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it
Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it!
We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it
Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it!
[Juvenile]
The loamin hard sparkle like glass
Main bitch right behind me lookin sharp in the Jag
Security say you don't know me so I talk to 'em bad
If a nigga want somethin I got somethin for his ass
Choppers - I'm already knowin that it's a G thang
Ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the eastbank
Everybody need a check from FEMA
So he can go and sco' him some co-ca-llina
Get money! And I ain't gotta ball in the Beemer
Man I'm tryin to live, I lost it all in Katrina (damn)
And nobody cares what the police thank
Everybody fuckin with ki's cause it's a street thang
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Wodie! You really feelin your folks
Just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain't hearin us though
We starvin! We livin like Haiti without no government
Niggaz killin niggaz and them bitches is lovin it
Fuck Fox News! I don't listen to y'all ass
Couldn't get a nigga off the roof with a star pass
Talkin - y'all comfortable right now to your own land
'Til a nigga catch ya down bad, starvin and want cash
Get your mind right, nigga get your money up
You're movin a little somethin, but you ain't done enough
Fo' shizzle - you know the boss gonna want a cut
Yeahhhhhh - or the boss gon' haveta fuck you up
[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Top Juvenile, Follow Me Now

I want me a mill to see just how it feel
No worries 'bout no bills, negotiating deals
Buy me some shit, stuntin' in this bitch
20's be on hit, everything legit
I don't want no war but I can take it far
Put bullets in your car, whoever that you are
Woodie get in line, make sure you ain't gone shine
We be slangin' iron, everyday and every time
Just because I'ma bad, I rammy after jags
When I get a sack, to niggas I'ma threat
Keep on gettin' blowed, ain't worried 'bout these hoes
Boy you know that's cold, the way I got 'em drove
Shinin' like white diamonds, nothin' but big tymin'
My situation climbin' but simply 'cuz I'm rhymin'
The shit done hit the fan, they callin' me the man
Y'all boys don't understand, this shit's going as planned
Now follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme 50 if you do it wrong
I'm into weapons I control the dome
Give me all my cheese with no static please
Go off with these reeds in between your knees
You playin' you gon' learn, yo partners ain't gon' turn
Right after you get burned, we gon' get them some churn
I'ma tell you once, I'm 'bout pullin' stunts
Got golds on my fronts, stay full of them blunts
I don't want be broke, I gotta feed my folks
Cuttin' niggas throats then runnin' by these hoes
Open up yo chase, let me get a taste
A lot of nigga's fake, can't let it go to waste
I won't let it be, give that there to me
All of y'all gone see me in luxury
Look me in my eyes, don't tell me no lies
You wanna take my life, you tryin' to get some trife
None of you I fear, I'm runnin' this right chea
Ain't gone shed no tears when you disappear
Now follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme 50 if you do it wrong
I'm into weapons I control the dome
I try to leave that lone but you did that wrong
You call me on the phone and told me it was on
Now I'm in them streets bringin' all that heat
Straight to where you sleep, won't even let you eat
Somebody gonna snitch and go out like a bitch
But I'ma get 'em quick and hit 'em with my shit
Them laws gonna try to bust but I don't give a fuck
He would of shot me up if he'd of got me stuck
I'ma take my charge, ain't cryin' like no broad
And holla at them boys on the Boulevard
Woodie I'm in jail, get all off my mail, see about my bail
Get me out this hell so I can see the block and open up my shop
I hope that bitch ain't hot, nobody got my spot
Now follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme 50 if you do it wrong
I'm into weapons I control the dome
Now follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme 50 if you do it wrong
I'm into weapons I control the dome
Now follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme 50 if you do it wrong

Top Ace Of Base, Juvenile

The juvenile
In a time where the night is so cold
The juvenile
Has the key to the end
The juvenile in the end
That is why we are here
The road will take us to the end
Tomorrow's foe is now a friend
Why don't we do it
Like they used to do it all so long ago
They kept together till the bitter end (Old and young)
Today we don't care
Either but the youth or but the old
They cannot rise their voices yet
But later on they will do
The juvenile
In a time where the night is so cold
The juvenile
Has the key to the end (always believe in)
The juvenile in the end
That is why we are here
The road will take us to the end
Tomorrow's foe is now a friend
No education
We don't need no education
Telling us the right to choose
If we have no choice (No, no, no)
It's so explosive
Any day will burst into a fire
Oh, come down and guide us
Before it is too late
The juvenile
In a time where the night is so cold
The juvenile
Has the key to the end (always believe in)
The juvenile in the end
That is why we are here
The road will take us to the end
Tomorrow's foe is now a friend
Oooh, oooh
Always and always and always believe in
Always believe in...
The juvenile
In a time where the night is so cold
The juvenile
Has the key to the end (always believe in)
The juvenile in the end
That is why we are here
The road will take us to the end

Top Mad Trist, Juvenile

I'm a sucker for love
But I'm addicted to lust
Juvenile she said
Break a leg with that
Stay for more tonight
What you are inside
It's rather small but it grows
Stop making up for your pose
Juvenile she said
Break a leg with that
Stay for more tonight
What you are inside
Could this be all that bad?
I am a sucker for blow
I am the star in this show
Juvenile she said
Break a leg with that
Stay for more tonight
What you are inside
Could this be all that bad? (repeatedly)

Top One Ok Rock, Juvenile

On one lonely night
Drenched in rain
Oh what can I see?
And you wander about
Feel the pain
You know how far we came from home?
Who'll let you know
If I'm safe
It's not what I see
I have never heard life's always hard
Go wrong, it's alright
Don't be shy whenever you want something
What you waiting for?
Find your door
Gotta hold your own and stay don't run away
When you show (will to live there's no way you)
Will lose it after finding that“anything”
Cuz life is full of points you score
You'll see, brighter days coming
All the nights becoming day
On your mark!!
One place to be?
Where are we?
Not what it seems for sure
Coming up, bring it up
Let your mind set you free
Hold up! hear that noise?
Watch out! someone annoys?
You know, they are breaking
What we built
I've never seen I've never thought it would come
It's alright
Don't be shy whenever you want something
What you waiting for?
Find your door
Gotta hold your own and stay don't run away
When you show (will to live there's no way you)
Will lose it after finding that“anything”
Cuz life is full of points you score
You'll see, brighter days coming
All the nights becoming day
On your mark!!
Gosh!
Pushing too rough!
Packing to punch!
It's just too much!
Heading to ditch!
Ignoring your wish!
Much time to miss!
But I can't reach!!!
No matter how much you try to live good
No matter what you get for the answer
No matter where you roam for the reason
Your elation is high
Don't be shy whenever you want something
What you waiting for?
Find your door
Gotta hold your own and stay don't run away
When you show (will to live there's no way you)
Will lose it after finding that“anything”
Cuz life is full of points you score
You'll see, brighter days coming
All the nights becoming day

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