Lyrics:
Stay one hundred to the grave, ain't gon' never change
Shout out to my mama, put her through so much pain
I remember all them shootouts that we had
Shout out to my day one
Started this game with out the rules to be played
memory fades buh I keep my day ones in check
getting lost in this
are black ass (ogoli goligo)
Tell the juvenile for the opp block better comport
OPPOLO look in my face this nigga Dey massacre
I go chop your father
juvenile
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm so juvenile
And I'll be gone by juvenile
Whoo
Whoo
Yeah, we're so juvenile, take it away
Whoo
bitches ya bust (ya understand)
Chorus
Juvenile:
Fuck jumpin' out I'm a slang me some iron(ya understand)
When I catch them niggas
degree burns.
My lil' cousin, D-Note, flipped out and murdered his children.
I gotta go by my aunt now, he hurtin' her feelings.
He's lookin' at a L, so
on us
All eyes on us (you watching us)
All eyes on us
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh
And now a word from out local sponsor
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War affecting children in their homes and schools
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"y" she got mine
Funny as hell she say got no time
no time, oh
Shout out Justin Bieber
Yeah she yummy
Super lucky got the sweetest candy
Sugar free, oh
shout out to FGE
That's WunTayk, T-O-3, J Real, Jayln, and No Fatigue, yeah
Rap God, FGE shit, you already know what it is
New album on the way, May 20th
get that money up rather you do whatever you do
You know what im saying I respect it as long as you feed yo family
Yeah
Shout out all the dope
Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout
Shout it out
Hey, you, leanin' on the vending machine
The picture-perfect silhouette I've seen in my dreams
See I can't
Shout out rylo man this beat he produced it
Now Watch me flip flows and abuse it
Like a spetula, I aint no regular
Bars coming straight for your medulla
on us
All eyes on us (you watching us)
All eyes on us
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, "oh
Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that
You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride
back, let it all go by
We'll lay it down, stay with me now
Just for a while get juvenile
One day soon you'll laugh about it
Now you're up here, don't you
Live with us H-B
What what (echo)
[Chorus: x3]
(B.G.) Niggas in trouble cause the Hotboys behind the trigger
(Juvenile) You don't want this out
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
Shout out to self
Fucking on your bitch but I never got caught
Nigga, shout out to self,
Raised by the nine but I never carried a glock
Nigga,
of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that,
[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,
up the exits
We got a spotlight just for you
I'm possessed by rock 'n' roll
Hear me calling, stars are falling
Taking me away
Stand up, shout it out
up, shout it out
I'm possessed by rock 'n' roll
Stand up, shout it out
Sell your soul
Stand up, shout it out
Let the music take a hold
Stand up,
Off top, boy
I'm a hot, boy
Shout out to Legal Money, man
Why you got your shirt off, cause I'm hot, boy
Where you get that work off, on the block,
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