Lyrics:
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
Bend it over, go ahead and drop it
I don't wanna see shit but your back pockets (yeah), the way that ass move is
Nonsense - probably got a lame
drink
Once we got bubbalae Then you dropped it for mae
Brung it back up for mae Shake that thang like you Krazae
Once we got bubbalae Then you dropped
doing this
I’m not, I’m not
I’m not doing this
Chorus:
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Who gon spit the hardest flow?
If they holla, don’t let go
It’s your time,
muthafuckers!
Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up!
Now, I can make it happen
My rappin' is similar to
Mothafuckers when they scrappin'
Blast and watch 'em back up
It's where my shit's at
Flip rats tryin to get some get-back
Sit back, an holla at a playa bout? Cold game
I stay 'bout it ('bout it)
A bitch'll have
love
It's always going to be given back
Shout to LoLo
Vision is contact
From high projection
Catch the message
Take it by the day
I got to mind my
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
Buzzyburke
Produce by StoopidSick
Holla at ya boy
Stupid Stupid
Flow so dumb it's stupid
Nah I ain't a silent bee
Rolling to the spot
Got like 5
at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war)
[Verse
Shout it from the roof top, I'll be damned if the rocks cry out for me
Foreal
We've come this far by faith
Be strong, complete the race
My hope is in
A wise philosopher by the name
Of "Juvenile" once said
"We're taking over from the
'99 to the 2000"
Well, I'm gonna take that to another level
It's
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
of champagne
Need some water but I'd rather me a martyr for the cause
Nigga y'all niggas still don't get it
Juvenile never went to juvenile hall
It was 400
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
paper niggas back to wearing Levis
Money money money my motto i D-I-E by
You see I never sleep I, gotta GET GET GET that cheese ahh
Cant see me nigga my
And we can go high
We can touch the Everest
Girl you know this ain't a test
Wanna go Barbados and back
We can fly by emirates
Spain or cost rica
Sip
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
muthafuckers
Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up
Now, I can make it happen
My rappin' is similar to mothafuckas when they scrappin'
Blast and watch 'em back up
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
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
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
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,
.jpg/237px-Juvenile(rapper).jpg "Juvenile")
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