Lyrics:
Reeemix! Kiiidd Kiiidd!
Ohhh! Oh, shit, nigga, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, SQAD shit nigga!
That remix nigga!
Kidd Kidd nigga, M-Zone nigga
holla at ya
Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean
Mama's bad boy
[Master P]
But I live with the juveniles, grew up in the ghetto
Back in the Calliope projects I
Three shots couldn't touch me thank God for that
I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back
And the whole BK nigga holla back
Thank God for
Three shots couldn't touch me thank God for that
I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back
And the whole BK nigga holla back
Thank God for
to holla' and you hate and just walked on by, you just walked on by
I bet a million dollars when I get paid you gon' be on my line, gon' be on my line
But if
tuberculosis, folks."
People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.
It was getting late and no money to score.
He turned into a side street and the lake
Probably 'cause I gotta tell myself another lie
'Cause that's what helps to get me by
'Cause I'm in Hell
This is my goodbye, farewell
Wanna hold you,
a glocky wit a switch everytime you see me riding out
Youngin out them cells he ain't going back to juvenile
I was ducking 12 like 11 tryna catch a man
I
and drop it low
Just mk sure that you don't fall
Then back that ass up while they playing Juvenile
Hurry up and get it right
Yeah I know it's been a while
Do
Rollin grams big smoke like it's GTA
I be on my dolo ain't no holla back No sleep that boy an insomniac
Staying in the booth like "yo I gotta rap"
Since
holla so that wahala go holla yo
So follow slow when wahala holla yo
Bend your back get low your wahala will go
Just wanna collambo even if wahala may
Aww yeah, uhh, uhh holla if ya hear me, yeah
Here we go, turn it up, let it start
From block to block we snatching
Hearts and jacking marks
yeah)
Wait, juvenilé (juvenile, huh)
Face these situations coming at him
I gotta face these situations coming at me (hah)
(Awwhaawh)
Give it a taste bitch
at the end of the road
If you know what to do you can get you a steak
I can tell that you fake by your energy
I know if i let it you will take me to the devil
D-Diego
Bongo By The Way
Pray to Virgil for the new Patek, it's about time
Niggas saying they outside, they just online
Taking over since
You know man
Somebody told me that (laugh)
Dying is easy, Living is hard
Laid back, thinking 'bout life
Hoping for better days I'm trying
whoa
Di system create by Babylon, so fire bun pon Vatican
So now yuh back against di wall
(Back against di wall)
Likkle yuh know yuh would a fall
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
I took a walk by the big dogs n****s turnin' they head
They listen to my music but can't holla? Them n****s scared
But it's cool wit me b**** you
a bad man, like taylor dem a stitch fi di gun
Boy stop from fool wid di gun
Shoot up a school wid di gun
Nah guh by nuh rule wid di gun
Teef a trade man
Pain is a virtue nigga, if you keep it all inside it can't hurt you nigga
Back inside the crib like a curfew nigga, blood shot around my eye wit
feel
You gotta be yourself
And follow your dreams
[Chorus]
Don't let them call you a juvenile delinquent
Don't let them say, say that you're
you
up, down, left or right
didn't wanna move by
normally in so shy
he's like fire he could light up ma sky,
but out of nowhere we moved to forgive,
my
Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get
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