, nigga come out Fuck, I don't like you either though bitch-ass nigga Boy-ass nigga what? Fuck you in ya ass You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
2X: Juvenile] You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Traduction: Mineurs. Dans Ya Ass.
X: Juvenile] You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
scrapers Get money now and ride or die later Get shot and robbed by your own neighbor When the cops ridin' by, it ain't safer They'll probably shock ya ass
So the cristal rolls ya down til it slows ya down I got a smoother style Fo me it's +Slow Motion+ like Juvenile 'Til I pass through ya areas The SLR,
Bitch ass (Bitch ass) He just mad cause he be missing and needing his bitch ass (Bitch ass) And he mad cause I be rubbing and squeezing his bitch ass
] [2Pac - over Chorus] Hahaha, whassup nigga? YEAH! You lil' bad motherfuckers You motherfuckers know what time it is Yeah nigga! Juvenile delinquent-ass
for these niggas on the West huh? Fuck e'rybody Heh heh heh... Thug style out this muthafucka niggas throw ya hands in the air If you got Jeep make ya
on tellin' ya mayn I swear ain't nobody gon' find ya (find ya) When I get lifted I'm tempted to tear your block up Your niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya (behind ya
Nigga get capped coroners pickin em up Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said "Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!" Caught Juvenile
Cause I'm a rida (Yeah) I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) Cause er'body know the game don't stop Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap But what about that little nigga running the streets Making a living through his beats What about these whack ass
aren't ya? Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop I walk up on ya, well hello Tonya I think ya got
[Wayne] What, wha, wha, wha, wha What, wha, wha, wha, wha Cash Mo-ney Millionairs So take it there [Juvenile] Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
I'm up I'm gone holla at ya Kittie I got through lil tonight me and the H-Beezey I can't be late I'm gone see ya when I could Here's Juve on the hip
nigga? (Eah?) Ain't no fear in my heart I'll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war I'll even go K for K with ya - now make your choice Better know when
