Lyrics:
I'm a young nigga, go by the name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I issue
Man-down out or in the cop clothes
I'm talking Alpo half a bar shout outs to Poe
All these young boys, think they in Chicago
Til they like Bobby, in the pins
featuring Juvenile
(B.G.)
Ohh man, you fuck that girl friend
Verse 1: (Juvenile)
Girl look at you, with you big fine A$$
boofing as use
Read they mind these niggaz delusional
Fourteen fresh out the juvenile
Fourteen fresh out the juvenile
In my way pick you up and I'm moving
a nigga shot at me (grra, grra)
I'm out here night by night, ain't a real nigga in sight (real)
So I picked up me a mic, two hundred dollars a night
Me want fi shout out loud from me
Me want fi shout out loud from me
Me want fi shout out loud from me
Me want fi shout out loud from me chest
Me want
told my nigga we gon' eat
I ain't gotta stand in front of grandma's house
And sell dope 'cross the street no more
Shout out everybody ever hated on me
started HHN shout out to Mr. Acid
I saw the world for what it was that's why I'm trying to change it
They called us different while y'all bitches is calling
bitches ya bust (ya understand)
Chorus
Juvenile:
Fuck jumpin' out I'm a slang me some iron(ya understand)
When I catch them niggas
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wootay ask them muthafuckas how the CMB play it
Tangrie alize it
Take the yay yo
dope out the Mac,
That's when I headed down to the fiend,
Tryin' to get to the Melphenine,
'cause in the Melph there's a hoe that I gotta see,
Shout real
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take
Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom
It's us
We came too far to still be feeling empty (empty)
Nothing I won't do for you,
Raise your hands who wants to get knock out
By electric sounds of a distorted mind
Electric, insanely, expecting to jump and cry
sweet child ...
I used to go out to parties and stand around
'Cause I was too nervous to really get down
But my body yearned to be free
I got out on the floor
can be touched
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
[Plays whilst song fades out]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
Yeah I definitely feel like this is
Erm the best body of work that I’ve put out
Masterpiece
It just is exactly what it says init
I’ve been out here
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
fi di thugs weh nuh tek talk
Some juvenile weh assign bwoy a death mark
Mi build a rhyme fi di
Prisoners dem lock dung
Uhuh (uhuh) uhuh (uhuh) I'm out
And now a word from out local sponsor
[Beth Melillo Speaks]
Gun possession is a hazardous war affecting children in their homes and schools
Eight
don tey tey eh
E don tey tey
Wey i dey fine fine you huh
Me i dey fine fine you huh
Shout out to my baby oh
Shout out shout out to my baby oh
Shout out
the time to go there, and
I walk a lonely road but I am not alone today
Shout out to those there invested in how my soul fares
I might go out my way
Cause you ain't like these other girls
I could tell you're one of a kind
[Chorus]
Can't let you get away, let you get away, let you get away, shout
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