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Juvenile( Terius Gray )
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For Everybody
Lyricist:Terius Gray, Craig Lawson
Yeah, U T P nigga, come on K L C nigga, come on, holla
I done tightened up on my G dog Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws Ya man trippin' girl, look we can creep on Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of y'all Respect my steez, I ain't really 'bout fallin' in love I travel too much and baby sling too many drugs Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time With 2 bricks and a chrome 9 To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'
Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin' Don't make me proceed I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe But I ain't in here for this Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick Hook up with Juve and Skip, go and get me a brick And get ready for next Sunday to snatch a new chick
You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off
I done tightened up on my G dog I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads Cock back, bam Bash in her teeth off Guarantee you this, that bitch gon' see stars Respect my gangsta, I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha I know 50 Cent and bitch I ain't no Wanksta And I don't get down like that, in the right time, at the right spot If you try to buck, you gon' get shot
Hey fella, calm down, I know what ya thinkin' But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin' Don't make me proceed, spit in ya face, bastard ya seed Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life Especially how I'm feeling tonight, if it was good, it'd be different But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it And bring this shit back to business You can have yo bitch dog, I live by the rules that I'm givin'
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Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off
Come on, come on, come on Grab yo bitch by the arm 'cuz if she stop she hit Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss And in return she going out and buy me shit I hope my adversaries is listening Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these Devils 'cuz we evil in this I'm not about to waste my dream on a bitch I be out to tryna get money while she scheming for dick
I ain't gone lie if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick But we ain't married so fuck, she ain't got nothing to get I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th I promise ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix And use it on TV and radio as a skit You wanna see some masks, make a move to the bricks But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips, ya heard?
You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody You can have an ole' lady But them hoes They for everybody
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off
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