I'ma it on my mind slangin' iron Playin', ya die K's out Prey every I'm straight off the porch - I down the court Lookin' for that in your door Tyin' up hoe And break the up - run 'em in the cut I give a fuck - if them people rush, they ain't catchin' us I make the green nicotine Know a scheme Run em' the beam Runnin' my team And get it how I it how it is Make a cents a nigga bitch Hit him it quick If it bustin' a head, I'm gon' do it it takes to get the bread, I'm goin' through it Tryin' to get my pockets up Juvenile is 'bout to up That third-ward sign I'ma up when I take it off of your shoulder come with they mask on They be a clique, but I get 'em Hit niggas in the when I'm slangin' chrome to kill me a nigga when the beef is on
2x (Juvenile)] Baby, let me get the keys to that Rover Man, let me get beef shit over, bruh no bitches here up in Magnolia, bruh Bust your big head is was told to us
Nigga, I'm from out the P.J., they murder easy Well, if you're out for three days, believe what we say Niggas be shootin' that shit in they van, some of 'em it The of 'em sniff the cocaine, high off that yellow shit Young niggas already got mind made up Nigga with one of they boys, they get sprayed up A lot of these children don't have A/C in house Cockroaches crawlin' all over the and they couch mites runnin' through the kitchen lookin' for crums While they mom hittin' (?) in the bathroom Everyday you see a fight or shootout for a It ain't the projects, it's the niggas up in it Man, half of these motherfuckers even from 'round here If they have that work, they would never come 'round here And when come they draw all the heat with 'em for some niggas to get in the beef with 'em
2x [Juvenile])
You better know that me and Wayne want the cash, or we ass soon as I get out of my Jag a gun a mask Now play it how you say it - I bet ya won't, I'll have you leakin' from head when I take (?) What you want, huh? Boy, that weed or coke? I don't know what the fuck you on, but you to get smoked I'll bring it to your front right up on your porch Until your bitches tell me, "Juvie, we ain't no more." Now, where the at? Paraphernalia? me twenty ki's before I kill ya Don't be makin' noise, nigga - shut the up You know where the at - now shut the fuck up Bring me straight to it - don't be to act crazy I want her - I need her, ya - that's my old lady I'm doin' bad, and my bad with it I'm lookin' at your melon right now, and I wanna it
2x (Juvenile)]