Lyrics:
the club setting up shop
Giving anyone who come by any kinda job
She does everything in a dim alleyway
Knowing that she'll be doing this for 4 months
(Who made this beat?)
(Twysted Genius, baby)
I'll never give a bitch my heart, ho, is you crazy?
Put a pink pussy like a pig, but you ain't lazy
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
Is not bragging about havin a murder case
But you forgivin'you forgiven tho
He's a born again Christian virgin
Fuck his image I guess this
Fuckin'
completely took off
And if you wonder who the fuck ?
We be the squad. It's so serious like
It's like ain't nothin' but we gotta squab
On the block everyday
think you have my number
Changed it out last summer
Must've been a bummer
New celly who is this?
Hope you learned your lesson
You should never question
Yeah kasinova (Tha Don, Tha Don)
And Mr Bo'z alter The-Ego (Records, Records)
Hey Courtney, what up homeboy?
I hear the streets is talking
Even me
fast I might fuck around and fly
They like where you get your pants hoe this Juvenile
I'm like which how I'm gone choose today they all fine
We know you
at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz who don't give a fuck
(Look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz with the bank roles
(Look
ya brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names.. it's [ ] the champagne
Ya'll niggas is lame.. my niggas ain't sane..
Who you fuckin' with?
[Ja Rule]
can do
is say fuck this, because if you move, that's all she wrote
So what? The excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head
til you're dead with
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
to understand
That all that hatred is taught
So y’all can love me for me
Or you could hate who I’m not
I said I am who I am
And I’m really not who I’m not
You can
Token be the newest out music’s juvenile
But you the student who gets tutored now
Dudes assume I’ll use the crown
Like a root canal and Massachusetts
extra heaters nigga?
Let's go ride
[D.I.G.]
Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who
A from to Z
Sitting around and doing the same shit that shit is not for me
Monopoly fuck renting I’m tryna own properties
Poverty made me who I am blame my
Bin Laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing bout this down South
So I was like, what, what the fuck is Bin Laden weed?
Man he said that shit is like
Bin Laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing bout this down South
So I was like, what, what the fuck is Bin Laden weed?
Man he said that shit is like
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
listen to me
Young thug this is some advice
You do a snake you be payin' the price
Catch you at the dice game
Blow you out the frame
Crack cheater,
man
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Do ya thang, man
Fuck what they lookin' at!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who is the fliest one of all?
Do ya
as my diary gets
Deeper, I see this Mack type figure, who is he?
Bitches want to know, so Ill get busy
I got the latest news, ask Conny Chung
Tu madre
the freak show
This ass even make black Rob say whoa
I got a fat ass nann nigga can't pass up
Juvenile couldn't even back this ass up
Bone don't you know
the freak show
This ass even make black Rob say whoa
I got a fat ass nann nigga can't pass up
Juvenile couldn't even back this ass up
Bone don't you know
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