) You know them niggas don't be lyin' round here (Juvenile) Stick and move Lil' Wayne] I lock it down Powder and brown Get my two-way number playa And on the humble Get your
[Lil' Wayne] Whoa, whoa The Big Tymers nigga, who, who Big Tymers nigga, huh, get it right [Juvenile] Bentley interior I lay back on it, everytime
all killaz ya dig So get it right, or get your life taken away Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face (Hook 2x - [Lac]) [Juvenile] Lil' Daddy
real unclear on what he actually says here I don't say jack I stay in tune with the stars sun and moon because behind bars your doomed if your mind can
hustlin' I want my monkey talkin loud tellin' my round I'll be there pick me up from the port On my way to Nashville, 10 bricks I'm goin to score Probably get
dem to get keys dem and dem is mad tight Set-up organation organize on the block Nobody's slingin' on the block eeh yo, we got this block on lock And
it don't you gettin hustled homeboy You gettin hustled How I see it Anything you wanna be you can be it If your mind can preceive it And your heart
For all my Doggz, keepin y'all in hell Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself Throw your hands up Throw your hands up Throw your hands up Throw your
orleans, All the way to richmond, california Niggaz livin for ghetto dreams And the ghetto get so crazy I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies
give Far from holy but this matrimony provided the script To live on and live by, grow up and grow on, get on and get by So forth and so on and this
gon' tear up careers In yo life, in yo life, what'chu gon' do when snakes come to yo crew? I'm a get on my knees and ask the Lord, please Separate good
new black-on-black 2G Cadillac (Hook [Turk]) Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get
with the chopper or get chopped trust That I'm drop or get dropped, I bust back 'Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get flopped
make it out You know the lil' niggas that gon' get caught up in the gun fights Lil' niggas that trying to hustle And lil' things that'll do anything to get
the sack. Im up early I didn't go to sleep last night. Im on the junkie flight tryin to get my fetti right. Im tryin to serve dem hard and your boy too
Unconscious from that hay that they distribute on em streets My world was constantly spinnin from the Remy that was in me And we ain't half-stepped on
Let's get it hype, nigga Let's get it crump Yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my
the life of trife juveniles, hopin for righteous Gettin twenty-five to life, if the judge don't like us In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin to get