Lyrics:
this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit
New York, New York ready for the likes
wit the gat and temper end your motherfuckin era
your shortie set you up you betta dead-her
hunger for the cheddar big ends and better
Armeretto
I just wanna' get all of
My niggas off the block
I just wanna' get all of
My niggas off the block
Came up with a master plan, I was in a box
Hidin'
'Cause when I eat, we all eat
So set the table, set your plate, set the scene, set it off
But let me set one thing straight
You might think you working
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms would hurry up
So I could get buck
Wild juvenile ripping mics
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
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
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
Intro:
(Kofie Diamonds)
In the future no black kids will be in prison
(Marko Stat$)
In 2010 approximately 70,000 juveniles were incarcerated
He has been in for glory in his first Court appearance
Since he was captured by US Marshals last month
The juvenile court judge decided that He
grease
Cut a blank check for that grease
Jezebels wet for that grease
Get you set up by feds and police
Bless the dead, we all hopin for Peace
My bread it
somebody else when I’m off the potion
Since I was a juvenile it was slow motion
That’s why I seem a bit cold showing no emotion
Battle on a level ground
jawaani till we juvenile
Shit could get really real if we didn't stop
Some didn't, now they struggling on same blocks
Danish done lost the key to his own
I like to think this world is crazy
Hey see ya now
Sometimes I feel this world is crazy
Loco
The guns coming in by the boatload
Juvenile dem
grown-man shit and you off the playground with it
Any rapper that wanna see me I ain't gon' play 'round with ya
I got them bars and you'll think that I don'
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
cake nigga
Nigga disrespcetin' mine look we pullin' triggas
Leavin' em foul plus me and Juvenile we blastin'
Nigga ya lights out we ain't bout no
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
pushing these bars like its my last set
24/7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7
cluck*}
[Hook: Quarter Peace Quartet]
God has (come on why'all) smiled on me (yeah)
He has set me free (like when them bullets just fly past you)
Ohhh
If I was doing any better, hop out the Carrera
Check yeah, Joao Ayo, look, Mr. Kelly
If I was doing any better I would think it was a set up
If I
nigga, ain't no callin'
So if ya got a chance run when ya hear that siren
Tuesday and Thursdays, they gon' be ridin'
Stay ducked off cuz it's safer when ya
Keep being hard-headed and I'ma make you get off me
Got human enough disguise but my face is a doggy
If you lovin' my bark let me bury my bone
I got
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