say pimpin' ain't easy, but it gotta be done, But headbustin' ain't cool, but they gotta be bust, But wait, please don't debate, on what we would do 'cause I don't
Traducere: Juvenil. U Nu doresc.
off, don't apply to me, I'm thinkin 10 a day Anyhow, anyway, niggas out here actin gay Point em out, line em up, bet they ain't gon play with Trae 9/
them real soul jahz come on move! Get your suits on, boots on its Juvenile T H U G that's thug we be (T H U G) Across the nation pump your fist and
you a nasty girl Back that ass up says juvenile Show a nigga some titties like Girls Gone Wild Take off your stripper clothes, I wanna see you in the
I go u know I keep a fly chick Ran ya mouth til things got trill Ay call Paul Wall u gon need a new grill They don't respect me it don't make sense Act
's my word word, I flip herb, birds Coke, crack, dope, smack, ohh snap heard herb Should talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words I get my serve
U can't fuck wit me I don't care about your imagery Give a fuck who you claim to be U still can't fuck wit me U can't fuck wit me I don't care about
wanna hear that 'Cuz this somebody here don't wanna know Boy, u better act like u understand When u roll with pussy control (Are u ready?) Ah, pussy
you up, boxed you up (Ooh) Nigga, we put holes in you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin' And ain't nothin' you
you better play solo U get fucked the fuck over So don't explain to me nigga Talkin' bout shit that I should Shut yo' mouth 'cause I don't wanna hear
They be havin' them whole people scared up They be havin' them lil' children scared duckin' But they don't give a fuck they wanna see what's up Niggas
don't fuck wit you anyway so keep me outta this shit, I wasn't wit ya when you stunted, wasn't wit ya when you blunted, and I ain't gone be wit ya when
think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car Me not worried about no witness 'cause them won't
you set beat you son (4 real) you know me lil' shorty Meacita's son Lil' Wayne Nigga, Calleon, H-O-T, B-O-Y, U-P-T soldier can't stop me, with the bullets
don't think I could, wit me for life it'll be all good in tha hood [young turk] It's all good where I stay, niggaz hustle all day They don't play, you
t snitch out the mix Just gimme tree lives, double them so I got six Ain't that some shit, wanna see me assed outta luck Bet I ain't trippin', cause I don
