Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't See Me

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

Verse:

Kirby's round the corner playin' bones Russ,
I'm for my bitch to get off of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my by twelve,
So we get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a to blow,
After that, be ready to fuck this hoe,
I ran up in it for an or so,
Put her back in the bus and a route to the store,
Picked up some brew for the 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,
to put the dick on any bitch that I played on,
Now the haps with you and your clique?
I don't you want no more gangsta shit,
Mo I can roll, I'm just a from the South,
Ready to any muthafuckin' pussy out,
I got bitches on the side ride with nine,
But understand the way that I kicks the style,
But I'm a flexor, to riggedy-wrecks-a nigga the Nolia,
I'm goin' out everytime 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 that make them niggas say "ooh",
That'll them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I'm from the, side of the city,
What a pity, I'm wild, like a muthafuckin' crazed Nitty,
I'm not the old days nigga comin' with the gats,
Nigga you at? Nigga where you at? Nigga where you at?
me a bag of powder, watch me twitch,
I go crazy and wanna kill in this bitch,
I seen a lot of niggas talk about me,
But don't know a muthafuckin' thing me,
So keep my name outta your mouth and you just might just see the glock,
POP I see your ass on my block,
close for the hoes, that used to think that Juv would trick,
But bitch how you 'cause you ain't got shit,
Niggas wanna these games and don't know,
That I am the wickedest one you bro,
I'm just a nigga off the side,
So what's up? I'm bout to in the house, right?
Microphone one two, now what's the haps?
It's for me to put my neighborhood on the map,
I'm the neighborhood of the wild Magnolia,
of the killas, the trillas, the soljas,
Droppin' muthafuckas an everyday habit,
If I see your fine, sexy bitch, stab it,
from my head, my skin tone is red,
Ready to put the black boy to bed,
I never was afraid of no war,
'cause I come from, we snort powder and we roar

Third

I'm in the Nolia, for the Poppers,
me a hit off the blunt, then I spot her,
Hoe that I know, bout years of age,
A pepper-red bitch extensions in her head,
Now she was the type to put you in a ball,
Her last old man got his head knocked off,
But fuck I want the pussy so let's see she's about,
She gave me the number and the address to her house,
I by late, she stayed on South Mero,
Walked in the door my three eight zero,
on that ass, got her nothin', I was outty,
Now she calls me sayin' how she feel 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, imagine that shit,
I'd have the Queen back that bitch,
Now drop to your and kiss, and you tease,
Of that, hell of a guy J-U-V,
I want riches, bitches and them hoes,
No than a sweater, fella, 'cause I won't let her,
Hoe blow my off, and take me off ground,
Knowin' inside that a bitch bring me down,
let a hoe trap me?
That the hamp, I'm on the map aiyyo I'm in the house,
And I'm on the map G