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Juvenile( Terius Gray )
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Spittin Game - Featuring The Hot Boys
Lyricist:Dwayne Carter, Christopher N Dorsey, Terius Gray, Byron O Thomas
Fresh, slim, baby, hot boys Hot Boys in this bitch Check it out
Niggas steady getting chopped, losin' they life, behind stupid shit Ain't that a bitch, niggas, gettin' they wig split And it's a shame, killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin', on the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline, chop 'em down Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around And, its T-shirt land, when niggas ain't playin' Got a chrome glock got it cocked Red dot on yo' knot, as I pop, nonstop check for caps
Till you drop, pronounced dead, on the spot It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block A nigga from Black Connect, will leave ya wet Fa' sho yo' face is on the next iIf ya disrespect
I ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it Hollow points bullets racin' it, niggas ain't makin' it When I bust, tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trust If you bust, when I spray, head for shelter
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya A lot of punk niggas try to play hard Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgue Better be cool if you don't, that's all on you
16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope Transportin' ki's in the all black Camero 50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat I'm a Hot boy to the police, and I'm a thug on the street Yeah, I score from Slim and B, 10 a ki, real OG's 36 oz's formed the halves goin' for 2 G's
UPT connect, 'bout stackin', leave ya wet Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in check Big body on broaders, that's all I know Mansion on Washington, 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by uptown security guards 10 G's a ki, 36 O's a piece, 4 and a half, 2 G's, but I'll take 18 Got some niggas on my team, 'bout head bussin' and green Flippin' [unverified]G's, hoopties, to benzies
I get my ki's, from my uncle KC, he's a Magnolia soldier Be in 10 in Angola, shoot out in that 'Nolia Knock ya head off ya shoulders ain't about no playin' When I'm comin' get out the way, gun play Bussin' a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight back to the hot block, flight in a half If I'm out there, bad I might cut you in half UTP tattooed it, across my stomach stay booted Look, I'm a looter, holdin' the Ruger or a 6 shooter On Tuesdays and Thursdays, you better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass, if you get caught in the street I'm layin off, in some room by my bitch duckin' them people Staked out the area, and rob the Chinese store Do it like it's legal, I heard heads in power
Bitches want the dope dick children and cop blockers Niggas in the cut with ski masks lookin' for me I'm on top of the roof with a chopper watchin' 'em too Fuck with me your man's urge get in his curtains Now send ya people to the TC and we gon' hurt 'em
I'm seein' niggas, shootin' like that heavy on 'bauds and tens I'm in the Chevy with B G and our girlfriends Park 'round the corner leave ya gun and creep slow Look bitch this ain't the night show, lay it down hoe
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Ya think I'm playin', ask Baby and Slim how I can Hook me up, I don't have time for no games Look here, I stompin' in this bitch, I'm chompin' a new fit I'm bound to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dick
Look at what ya facin' partner, a whole nation Of niggas that's mind damaged, [unverified]paper chasin' With that iron I'ma roll wit 'em, Mama don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands Tryin' to rain clout and third ward public housin' Uptown streets is where all my ends meet Give me 9 9 G tryin' to see my destiny
I do it all to ball drop the phone, if I call See I'm livin' real large, even though I'm real small But don't let that fool ya, money rules everything around me Creepin up, silent behind ya, that's where ya find me
I ain't hear for a lil, I want the whole damn spot I cock my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the top Nigga be runnin' with money, things you doin' I done done it 9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it comin'
Slugs hummin' chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser Infrared fled big bread money maker Pop a slug barrel shaker for big paper Big ballin' life taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, bank televancin' big bankin' Bust 'em [unverified]'em, left stankin', ship sankin' Ain't no such thing like see another nigga come up But if I don't know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya own See how quick model homes leave home and [unverified] Roam to the top, slip up and get buck Get out my way, fo' I spray, I'm tryin' to live up
Young thugger, baby gangsta, thug or get popped, off top Aim my pistol straight for head shots I release the safety, if ya chase me, best waste me Don't hunt bitch down in ya way or ya make me
Reverse the game and wax that ass Stop you from playin', I clear yo block on that ass Nigga wonder why I stress, uptowns the place, it's the best We got weapons that'll go through ya vest, get left wet
Disrespect it's beef fo sho, got back up, from the Mac Melph Calio You got coke, and don't wanna go broke VL it, 'cuz around me bitch I'm doin bad ya can't sell it BG terrorize, 4 niggas ya dig, bitch niggas get split
If you got change on ya wig I'll take the hit, real fast and quick 226 my clique cash money the shit Project heroes, 'bout 6 zeros Makin' records is the front we got 10 kilos
Unload reload, if ya ball, you fall If I jack you, I don't want half, I want all Stand tall for mine, nuts hang, I'm real My skills outstandin', kill or be killed
Niggas out to give me the blues Let 'em kill me, I refuse I'm down for killing But the one of, I was accused
I leave ya funky, I put my trunky, hair by a monkey So what ya self 'cuz I'm down to act a donkey In the N.O. town, jackers 3, 4 deep Put ya sleep if ya playin' wit a QB, bitch
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