Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't See Me

Now you hang around, my crew or my clique,
Especially if you about no gangsta shit,
You can't hang around, my or my clique,
Especially if you about no gangsta shit

Verse:

Kirby's round the corner playin' bones Russ,
I'm waitin' for my to get off of the bus,
She me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a to blow,
After that, I'ma be ready to this hoe,
I ran up in it for an or so,
Put her back in the bus and took a to the store,
Picked up some for the rest of my crew,
And a couple of cigars for a or two,
for the D.J. Way on Teledonna,
Now area was all about drama,
Hoes was sweatin', I had my on,
Ready to put the on any bitch that I played on,
Now the haps with you and your clique?
I don't think you want no gangsta shit,
Mo I can roll, I'm just a baller the South,
Ready to knock any pussy out,
I got bitches on the wanna ride with nine,
But don't understand the way that I the style,
But I'm a flexor, to riggedy-wrecks-a from the Nolia,
I'm out everytime when I kick I'm like a solja,
don't understand the way that I flow,
The is slow, so check this out bro

Second

I kicks the shit that them niggas say "ooh",
That'll them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I'm the, wild side of the city,
What a pity, I'm wild, like a muthafuckin' crazed Nitty,
I'm not the old nigga that's comin' with the gats,
Nigga where you at? where you at? Nigga where you at?
me a bag of powder, watch me twitch,
I might go and wanna kill in this bitch,
I seen a lot of niggas talk about me,
But don't know a muthafuckin' about me,
So keep my outta your mouth and you just might just don't see the glock,
POP I see your ass on my block,
Shop close for the hoes, that used to think Juv would trick,
But bitch how you feel? you ain't got shit,
Niggas play these games and don't know,
I am the wickedest one you know bro,
I'm just a from off the side,
So up? I'm bout to rock in the house, right?
Microphone check one two, now the haps?
time for me to put my neighborhood on the map,
I'm from the neighborhood of the Magnolia,
of the killas, the trillas, the soljas,
Droppin' like an everyday habit,
If I see fine, sexy bitch, I'ma stab it,
Comin' from my head, my skin is red,
to put the muthafuckin' black boy to bed,
I never was afraid of no war,
'cause where I come from, we snort and we roar

Third

I'm in the Nolia, for the Poppers,
Took me a hit off the blunt, then I her,
Hoe that I know, bout twenty of age,
A bitch with extensions in her head,
Now she was the to put you in a plot ball,
Her last old man done got his head off,
But fuck I want the so let's see what she's about,
She me the phone number and the address to her house,
I by late, she stayed on South Mero,
in the door with my three eight zero,
Popped on ass, got her nothin', I was outty,
Now she me sayin' how she feel about me,
"Come back to me, Juvenile, I'm you please",
"Won't you just come to me, Juvenile, I'm beggin' you please",
Now, if I was King, just imagine shit,
I'd have the back smackin' that bitch,
Now to your knees and kiss, and you tease,
Of that, of a guy Mister J-U-V,
I want riches, fuck bitches and hoes,
No better than a sweater, fella, 'cause I let her,
Hoe blow my head off, and me off ground,
Knowin' inside a bitch could bring me down,
Juvenile let a hoe me?
ain't the hamp, I'm on the map aiyyo I'm in the house,
And I'm on the map G