Juvenile
By Quando Rondo
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[Intro]
Drum Dummie
[Verse]
I'm from the bottom, whip that soft, that's what we play there
From Dracos to cutters, everything, I slang that
I got a couple n*ggas mad, give me my di*k back
Tryna f*ck your daughter in her ass, do she like that?
Bat a n*gga in his sh*t and make that n*gga fight back
I ain't scared of sh*t, Block told me, "You better not stop that"
n*gga shot my brother six times, you know we cancer that
Out the window with that stick, you know how I get down with that
Rat n*gga in a monkey suit, you know what them bullets do
Ask the last n*gga who was walkin', is he bulletproof?
B-A-B-Y, you know J-O-E
That lil' n*gga out his mind, he be steppin' for free
He smoke with Joe to cool his nerves before he handle his business
Pop a Perky, out his mind, so he gon' step on the Whitney
I heard it's money on his head but he died in the trenches
Better put insurance on him 'fore the creatures come get him
sh*t, we be gettin' it, know we with it, b*tch, we strapped with them poles
And we come through hollerin' that bottom, b*tch we bangin' that four
And chopper bullets rip his body, leave his sh*t on the floor
I call Lil Fred, he out his body, sh*t, my n*gga on go
[Chorus]
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
[Chorus]
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Drum Dummie
[Verse]
I'm from the bottom, whip that soft, that's what we play there
From Dracos to cutters, everything, I slang that
I got a couple n*ggas mad, give me my di*k back
Tryna f*ck your daughter in her ass, do she like that?
Bat a n*gga in his sh*t and make that n*gga fight back
I ain't scared of sh*t, Block told me, "You better not stop that"
n*gga shot my brother six times, you know we cancer that
Out the window with that stick, you know how I get down with that
Rat n*gga in a monkey suit, you know what them bullets do
Ask the last n*gga who was walkin', is he bulletproof?
B-A-B-Y, you know J-O-E
That lil' n*gga out his mind, he be steppin' for free
He smoke with Joe to cool his nerves before he handle his business
Pop a Perky, out his mind, so he gon' step on the Whitney
I heard it's money on his head but he died in the trenches
Better put insurance on him 'fore the creatures come get him
sh*t, we be gettin' it, know we with it, b*tch, we strapped with them poles
And we come through hollerin' that bottom, b*tch we bangin' that four
And chopper bullets rip his body, leave his sh*t on the floor
I call Lil Fred, he out his body, sh*t, my n*gga on go
[Chorus]
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
[Chorus]
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Feelin' like Juvenile, sh*t, you know, 400 Degreez
I hop out Glen Street with this big .223
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
Choppers and red beams'll clear the whole scene
And I don't give a f*ck who outside
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