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Ghetto Children

by Juvenile

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In these times we gotta hustle 'cause our pockets be hurt Lil niggas wanna get fronted from who got work Is she ready for that, you wanna wash the bus Let a nigga know where they at so ain't no stoppin' us If you handle yo business right I'mma promote yo ass You bitch out and try to kite I'mma come smoke yo ass The shit that I'm givin' you they tryin' blood ta get The vicks be runnin' through because they love the shit So don't come with that no one bout it shit was cool Niggas tried ta rob me nobody was comin' through Snitches I can't have that Bitches I can't have that Riches you can have that Just bring me my cash back Look its all gravy with me go head and shine That's how you play it with me ya big time All I want is the Gs With a trunk full of keys A Benz on twenties You got something you can lend me Shit nigga I ain't doing nothin' for me for free Can't put no trust in you niggas cuz yall be tryin' ta run G Cause I don't like dreamin' bout makin' no cheese Wanna see my muthafuckin' bank account O.D.ed Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd) Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd) Now I'm on some shit again Leave a nigga stranded like Gilligan Hundreds I'm considerin' Lex it for a million Catch a nigga I'm killin' em They stunt but I ain't feelin' em My jacket off appearin' them Some a say it's numerary Parntnas in for sipperin' Juvenile is different Look at what I did to them Niggas wearin' Reeboks instead of Nikes and Timbalands Bitch niggas I be tippin' em My mac nine it be flippin' em Some of these niggas is tryin' ta run G So I be gippin' em They would do the same to me Niggas ain't no family Shit is all a game to me But nobody gone handle me Four hundred degreez Tottin' guns runnin' with me No wonder we need Mo money one could receive Nigga wanna deal with this Christ I'mma put it open in his life Never should I fuck with me right Why you keep duckin' me shy I'mma knock ya head off Nigga tryin' ta get to ya fuck tryin' to play it off You made the beef nigga so why is you scared If you mind yo fuckin' business then yo life would be spared I can't see it Nigga try ta make me out a bitch I can't be it I had a muthafuckin' problem with niggas like freed me You probably can save yall self but you can't save yall neighbors Um, and now I got cha spinnin' on round like a baseball playa Put on this potato on the end of my nine Foolishness I entertain to keep these niggas in line Look cause I don't like to dream about makin' no cheese Wanna see my muthafuckin' bank account OD'ed Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd) Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Plottin' on a way that we can make a million Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children Ask them niggas bout me Bet them bitches know me Magnolia head buster out that wild T.C I'mma young nigga Look at what ya done nigga You done made me mad Now I'm goin' get my gun nigga Betta watch cha tongue nigga Cause I'm gettin' dumb nigga Killed one nigga Represent where I'm from nigga Three thangs you don't never do: fuck with a man, his change, or his mama You do that, you want drama Fuck with a big tyma, fo sho you gone see I'm out cha which one of you boys want me I'mma keep it real with ya Ya say you the man, I know I'm the man and I'm ready ta deal with cha I'm prepared for the toe taggin' Keep my Reeboks strapped tight with my Gibauds saggin' Now, I done rocked a couple of ki's and I done flipped that two times I know I'm in a drought and they gonna pursue mine I got bills to pay I can't be playin' with you jokers These youngsters somethin' else now, you bout it they'll provoke ya You can't understand how a nigga my age Can hit the streets psyched up bustin' with the twelve gauge But I don't like ta dream about makin' no cheese In the future wanna see my fuckin' pockets OD'd Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children

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