Lyrics:
its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit'
do-or-die, homicide
But tell me the reason for lost lives
Could it be we all caught up in a scandalous system?
Fallin' through the cracks, blinded by
know how we do it haHaHaHa
Shit half the times we
Fought and caused trouble
My closest road dog
It was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin'
you from
[Juvenile]
Is ya ready for it? Better be over-prepared
When ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE"
They be ragged
pay the cost for my homie's life, it's lost.
Toss a coin in the air, run my fingers through my hair,
and ask myself: "who the fuck should I really
sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I
sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
hand da, da da
Da, da, da
For all the things that, da, da, da, da
Da, da da, da da, da da, da
Da, da da, da da, da, da
Da, da, da, da da, da, da
Da, da
in
Can't work too hard to get my money
I refuse to
Slave for the next man a raise nigga fuck you
These streets are nine to five
You want it we can
And I don't need approval
I'm just tryna keep it movin' 'round
And I don't need to be
So immature and juvenile
But I don't give a fuck about
What
loved by ya grandmama, and ya babies
[chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack n the box
You can't impress me, so fuck what you got
I say my head
bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum
Damn right we make them cum
It's for the north
Head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna
[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
a castle instead
And get fed some grace by Miss USA
[Hook (Juvenile)]
How can I make a million?
Without tha feds investigating my building
I know niggas
So mi a seh, up to di time enuh tads
(di war teacha)
A we put it in di ads seh you are my dads
(di war teacha)
A di war teacha enuh (di war teacha)
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo, dale juevo
Up in the club, fuck VIP
P to da I, I to da
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
please, don't fuck it up
We been goin' hard until the sun go up
Still got hella drinks but we ran out of fucks
Da-da, da-da, da, da-da, da-da
the pain
Let it be me, let it be me
And I'll show you love the way it supposed to be
Ta-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-ta-da-da-da
Ta-da-da-da
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
pay the cost for my homie's life, it's lost.
Toss a coin in the air, run my fingers through my hair,
and ask myself: "who the fuck should I really
retaliate
Runnin' wild, I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now, I keep a frown when I come around
Nothing's changed cause in the game
It's a steady aim fuck
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