Lyrics:
ready to tear it down
Ready? I'm ready to burn it up
Ready? I'm ready to burn it down
How did your parents raise you
Don't you know that we are lost
Lost
hit me like
"Goodz I'ma tell Cass' get ready"
I said, "Good 'cause the casket ready"
How you The Hustla but
Lookin' like the customer?
Man don't you
live, you get it is the way a nigga play it
Niggas ain't fightin' no more, niggas bustin' your head
Sendin' you to your grave, it's do or die, cousin
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
at us now, young niggas runnin the town
Come fuck with the squad and we gone put you down
Mic in my hand just give me confidence
Me and my gang run it by
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
Once buried in dark soil
Hiding from the light
You dug your way back to the surface
To find you were ready to shine bright
Refined by fire
Remolded by
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
[Juvenile]
I'd be a stupid motha fucka if I'm stuck in his pot
I aint waitin to see what nigga out here love me or not
I say I hate em from
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
I'm goin out baby uzi, style
Catchin bodies like I hit skins
The hostile juvenile, fuck what you heard
More four-five, motherfucker die
My crew is
on
Have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on (High)
The heat is on (You know)
The heat is on what's my next move
Do I stick with the score, or get
on
Have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on (High)
The heat is on (You know)
The heat is on what's my next move
Do I stick with the score, or get
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
for you
So homie take it as a lesson learned
You wanna rest in the fire
Until you get burned
The evil smile as a juvenile
He wanna live his dying days
Oh-oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
(Hold on bruh, you too slime)
Youngin' big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose
(JC on the beat)
Bank account
avoid me
When I was locked in juvenile and called they phone, them folks ignored me
But now they all suitcase-ready every time the plane gettin' boarded
We comin' with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at? Let's get 'em!)
Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)
the trigger
'Put that gun down you ain't done nothin you ain't done nothin'
It's the end of the albulation I don't give a fuck
'You got too much to live for you
the grung a so dem want fi set it
Yow ghetto youths just louw the gun play
Cah you live by the gun a by the gun you shall pay
Grab a gal and just have a good
people are afraid to start a new chapter in their lives
I don't give a fuck I do what feels right
Because real life is something you can't re-write
Yeah
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