JUVENILE lyrics - Being Myself

Pass Azz Nigga

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Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Everybody wanna be a real azz nigga Sometimes they wanna fight cha Sometimes they pull the trigger Everybody wanna be a real azz nigga Sometimes they wanna fight cha Sometimes they pull the trigger What does it take to be a real azz nigga? You coward azz nigga, you fake azz nigga First thing, you gotta be down, ya heard me So listen to your ma and don't get mad trying to serve me Now a days niggas be starting a rappin Jealous out they're mouth cause they know what I'm stressing It's true, niggas take me way way back To my home, to my home, to my ma and my mac I love my boys they have alot of respect yah I be Juvenile, I'll never forget ya Now I'm about to talk about these niggas The ones that talk alot of shit and make their rump a little bigger If you be stutterin, you a pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga, a pass azz nigga If you don't like me, you a pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga, a pass azz nigga Now I'm about to talk about these niggas The ones that talk alot of shit and make their rump a little bigger If you be stutterin, you a pass azz, pass azz, a pass azz nigga If you don't like me, you a pass azz, pass azz, a pass azz nigga Niggas are droppin Police is stoppin They jump in your car Just to see who you are So I'm a pass azz nigga Just come and handcuff a nigga Pass azz, pass azz, pass coward azz nigga The niggas in my hood ain't nuttin but hustlers You say you might be down, but we still don't trust ya We knew his face, we didn't know his name Bout to show this motherfucker we true to the game My boy grabbed a nine and I grabbed a 47 A 37 and grabbed a mack 11 We see these fellas trying creepin our tape Put fire on his ass and blew the fucker away He tried to run, but we caught him on the melia Had to take him out cause he's a pass azz nigga Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga I can't stand no pass azz nigga Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga I can't stand no pass azz nigga Pass azz nigga, pass azz nigga Where ya from, Where ya from I come, I come from right out the magnolia Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia Coming, coming, coming straight from the magnolia Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga You used to be real, you used to be down But you turned a bitch when quick left town You used to be in the clan, and all that cest But now I heard you even less Like a nigga like me out from the magnolia When you like a bitch, and went out like a solja Everytime I see you all in the mess You got the slugs in your mouth, swear to god, you a pimp With yout shine ass car and nothin left Got niggas selling boards and mef's Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga Pass Azz Nigga [Juvenile talks till end]

Life's A Gamble

JAY ROCK "Follow Me Home"
[Verse - 1:] I never sleep, I'm on my shit dawg Like a toddler in a craddle with a pamper on Niggas see me and I know they plots I know the plots They wanna see you closed when you're open shut That's why I walk with the fifth when I'm on the block Don't trip 'Cause If you do there's repercussions That's when you look up your shoulder and the reaper's coming God, God some more of your people coming Just keep them gates open I'm a keep 'em coming They say life's a gamble And if you play I'm a rip your pocket in the shadows [Hook:] Sometime I roll the streets go low but don't trip my nigga (Don't trip my nigga) And I don't care if you Ese if you Blood or you Crip my nigga (It don't matter my nigga) Don't ever think you ain't subject to get get your wig split my nigga (It can happen my nigga) Don't trip my nigga (don't trip keep it cool my nigga) My nigga [Verse 2:] Just ridin' under the moonlight Some illegal in the trunk, night moon shine But never mind that I got sidetracked got it down to a science like Sci-Fi I can see 'em commin' in my sight Easy money, fools paradise I roll with it like a fool with a pair of dice Cold with it, Like a pack of ice Lay you frozen on the ground Like a snow angel, No fable They say life's a gamble I'd noodle your ass like a can of Campbell [Hook] [Verse 3:] Some niggas shoot craps Some niggas blackjack But me, I'm in the kitchen with the flapjacks Whip it, flip it again, stacks back Whatever the fiends need, I has that But see, what that comes to hassle The boss try to throw it over your castle Niggas you trained to be soldiers Strategizing on how to take you to battle And that's a fucked up situation Got you patiently waiting for the infiltration So if you gamble with your life It ain't for the money, do it for the right price. [Hook] [Outro:] Don't trip my nigga It don't matter my nigga Don't trip keep it cool my nigga My nigga

Crossroads

MICK JENKINS
[Mick Jenkins:] Started from the bottom of the map Move to the Chi like fifth grade Running like the water from the tap Move with a mind like what switch blades see I ain't never been the type of nigga that'd change with the fame, you could put it in quotes Been down to ride for my niggas had pegs, on a Mongoose sitting on spokes Handcuffs sitting on the peanut butter loaves Living on the rim of the glass of the water Don't you see people out here pimping your hope Living on a whim, lower class getting slaughtered, killed Niggas in the streets on the pipe no kilt, it's a skirt motherfucker you know it Pull the triggers to the beats Taking lives, no guilt Got the summer feel like it's snowing, cold Shoulders, murders, mowed us down Damn, you could tell these niggas need a drink Sun get hotter streets get colder, damn You could tell these niggas need a drink Spit his flow like is coming up the sink And the shit hot like it's coming in the mink Never dumb it down, make a dumb nigga think Ginger in his tea make a dumb nigga drink Grippin your heart and grippin your soul Grippin that iron, I'm dropping that zinc Gotta move smart I didn't learned from the dope Just what I'm gonna do, with the coke and the ink Like oh no, they locked a nigga up for smoking purple I'm free, I'm screaming, "free my niggas" 'til the world blow I'm screaming "free my niggas" 'til the world blow Save Money she gonna do it for the free [Chance The Rapper:] She gonna do it for the freak Dinner reservations with a Navajo Indian in her family like a lot of hoes Lot of hoes done said they was not a ho Now the Leprechauns done lied about they pot'o'gold I'm bout my green like an avocado guacamole I'm from the Chi, she say she shy but she gotta go Prodigal Solid gold Chains bought from college shows Staying out in Hollywood Wayne out of Hollygrove Kamikaze comma Common Keef and ComicCon Ye and me and King L Katie here's a comet coming Kamehameha, Chi may have made a spirit bomb Here's a ton of acid, ready for it here it comes, (WOOOOO!) Uh, I'm just having fun with it Vic just brought the beef up, Mick just brought a gun with it You think you could stomach it? Umf, tummy ache All you did was shadow box All you did was run in place Started from the middle of the class, multi-entendre And now I can do what I wanna Shouts out Shetandra and Shando, shouldn't have shined a light on me [Vic Mensa:] Staring at the bottom of the bottle Pour it out for the fam take the shots In the land, shoot first think last that's the motto Money on my mind Mega Millions on the rise, scratch off like I'm tryna win the lotto Lot of baller niggas done lied about their jump shots Tryna play the shooter 'til they shot him (pow) Got 'em (pow pow) Shoes off and kick up my feet Talk dirty, never brush my teeth Tell em I'm Rosa Parks, they can suck my seed I ain't giving up my seat Saw my face through the stain glass window in church Demons in the night when I sleep Stole the collection cash out the pastor's purse Gave it to a bum to get something to eat Paper twistin, bend it backwards Flip the script, dyslexic actors Atom smashing, passing, bombing, writing it off my taxes Uncle Sam done put a deficit on my debit card Me, Mick Jenkins and Chancelor, chances are you no competitor (OnGaud my nigga)

Homecoming

J. COLE "The Come Up"
Uh, yeah Uh, uh-huh, Yeah, I'm I-95 cruising, with the sun in my eyes, In the south, dog, my momma ain't seen her son in awhile, Yea, I'll sure is, Can't wait to see my niggas and fuck with my old chicks, Can't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grins, Same niggas, same place, doing the same old shit. Yea, so nigga watch it! A nigga been in NY tryna get some bigger pockets, You still up in the ville, tryna make it in the trap, I'm finna put us on the map; I told you I was coming back, Cause, Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay, You niggas is hatin, ' just be happy I ain't changed. Blunts rolled to the murk, we all want the same thing, And that's- money to feed us, yup, We pray to God, but, we ain't tryna meet Him yet, haha! Yea, If I never... Nigga, man, Actually that is a bad idea, my nigga, Cause uh, Na na na Now I'm a always come home, It's where a nigga was grown, Where a nigga was shown, How to scrap, yup, Shown how to mack, yup, Sold a whole lot of crack, yup, Juggling them hoes, There was a whole lot of that, yup, Momma work to the bone, Putting clothes on my back, I'm coming home to give everything I owe to her back, yea, Yea, I swear they say, man, Yea yeah, Shout to the whole ville! Of course, so real! Uh, If I never... If I never went home again, "Hello?, chill out nigga, what's up, boy? Yeah, I just touched down man, I'm over off Ramsey and shit, Aiight, well look, I'm about to go check out my mom's man, What's jumping for tonight? Oh the Live? I'm in there, nigga."

Have A Good Day

TRINIDAD JAMES "The Wake Up"
[Intro:] Ay man check this shit out man, I hope very real nigga listening, I hope very fuck nigga listening, I hope very young nigga listening Hope every street nigga listening, hope very main bitch listening, I hope every side bitch listening [Hook x2:] I say no bitch, I'm not ratchet I'm a real nigga, I'm a real nigga I say no nigga, I'm no role model I'm a real nigga, I'm a real nigga [Verse 1:] I say young nigga run these streets, make street niggas run in their house Nigga tryna tell me I'm lyin', nigga tryna' tell me I'm lyin' My young nigga out here 16, he put yo ass for a smile Rob yo ass for shine, juug went through your watch Thats what we call birthtown, nigga better tuck yo chain Nigga better hide your wallet, young nigga gives no fucks Young nigga got no consience, all they see is a rolex E All they know is they watches, just sit with [?] and Lil B Nigga I started from the bottom, now a real nigga got got options Got bitches like bufee, when its lunch time niggas ain't popping I used to be the young nigga watching Now I'm that young nigga popping Tags, mops And all these young niggas mops [Hook] [Verse 2:] I say all my niggas got prize, ain't no I ain't talking bout riches These young niggas out here wilding, this song made it official Most shining nigga jewelry fake, my babies should think the same thing She used to sit on her Barbies, smiling and playin' around Im a real nigga I here Tarzan, y'all pussy niggas just [?] Ask any real nigga bout me, ask any real bitch about me Nigga they gon' say the same thang, nigga we fucking with chains Bitch dont call me Papi, thats for my nigga Champagne All I want is a good girl, with a hood bitch ass name like Shawname And a hood as bitch like Nicki, suck shit, fuck shit, nigga she with me Nigga you know me pimping, its why ain't gon' air niggas Jordan Popped your bitch and she leaking, you still popping molly you tripping [Hook]

Get It

J. COLE "The Come Up"
Gotta get my groove back, you know? It's been a little minute, Yea Yeah Uh, Label me greedy, but see me finish what Petey started, From Carolina where niggas spray like graffiti artists, The south nigga, niggas used to think we retarded, And slow as hell, but well well, now we regarded as the niggas. (yea) I fuck with non rapping niggas, non clapping niggas, Niggas is real, y'all is action figures. (ha) Ain't into acting bigger than I really am, Ain't no two ways around it, motherfucker I'm the man. Where the beef at? Back in the days I ain't even go out for recess, A nigga don't play, man, I been living okay. Been up in Queens where they 'rid of those foes, And niggas GATs got bodies like video hoes. It's J.Cole, you not fucking with just any old flow. I'm like the '95 Penny, you like Penny '04, No disrespect to my favorite player, Niggas praying a nigga never see the day a nigga rich, So I'm slaying niggas, yea. [Chorus:] This is for my niggas tryna make it, Watch out for them evil ass niggas tryna take it, uh, They love to see a nigga dead up, in jail, Living in a world where we set up to fail, But I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. Yeah I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. (yea) I'm a get it, nigga I gotta get it. Niggas in the streets, no, Niggas blessed beats, I got that priest flow, heavenly. You gonna cross over if he reach for the rock, Just a figure a speech for the glock, From the Ville, where police know the heat flow a lot. (yea) Like our beats yo, it's hot, Niggas laid out, Caught a fake nigga centerfield it's cause they played out, Watch our boys fade out, niggas tryna hate, If he only knew my dick's in his dame's mouth, Just made out, came out the woodworks, Now they tryna peep a nigga footwork. I'm getting real green, y'all niggas playing on some good turf, Fake money, scared money, never make money, And a nigga never fear nothing but God, Fuck a facade, I'm just focused on stuffing my pockets up with them wads and shit, Hundred thousand dollar deposit shit, Been dreaming 'bout millions since a nigga was five or six, And so I strive, I'm the God, this some bible shit, Nigga I, Yea, [Chorus:] This is for my niggas tryna make it, Watch out for them evil ass niggas tryna take it, uh, They love to see a nigga dead up, in jail, Living in a world where we set up to fail, But I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. Yeah I'm a get it, nigga I'm finna to get it. (yea) I'm a get it, nigga I gotta get it. Tell em Geppettos my niggas is ghettos with scarface dreams, On the block with the hard hate, that's all they seen, Niggas killing niggas in broad day on all they screams, Watching cops loving car chase scenes, Niggas arrested, Treat us like roaches, the prison's nigga infested. They hate to see the day we ain't slain, niggas invested. All created equal looks like equal to a less than, Depending on your race, or depending on your address, man. I've been blessed, was given less and but still progress, man, I hate to see the position my niggas left in, Slay dope or nigga you slave for minimum wage, Ashamed, But we living in the cage, so nigga get paid, shit, How could I tell a nigga not to hustle? Yea it's a better life my nigga, but it's not for us though, Instead they wanted us to break, They never wanted us to make it, yea, To my niggas smart enough to be smart enough to take it, nigga!

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