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JUVENILE lyrics - Being Myself

Shake Dat Azz

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If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up If you a woman that's in love then give your man up If you're a player makin' money throw your hands up If you a woman that's in love then give your man up I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh", That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv", I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh" That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv", Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house, It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about, Niggas and hoes, that's up in the house, It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Over there ungh, Over here ungh, And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear, Over there ungh, Over here ungh, And once the crew get through, you gone need, a papsmear, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga Man, I don't know what the fuck wrong with y'all, Y'all must got a problem, Y'all shouldn't be scared to roll with that nigga Juvenile Now when the sun goes down in the C.J. Peete, I'ma hit the door, lookin' for me a H-O-E, The first bitch I see, I step to her quick, I'm tryin' to find a way that I can run up in her shit, Now she don't wanna have no conversation, She sayin' I'm beginning to be an aggrevation, Called her boyfriend, he was comin' out the store, He walked up to me and confronted me about the hoe I said "Look here the bitch was standin' so I thought she didn't have a man", "So let's get that an understanding", He looked at me crazy, figured he could fake me, I reached in my draws and quickly grabbed the three eighty, Now he's another nigga gone, Lovin' these hoes, you fuck with me and now it's on, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Solja, solja, solja, solja, Solja, solja, solja, solja, Solja, solja, solja, solja, Solja, solja, solja, solja, Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga, Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga, Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga, Bounce with the 'Nile, Bounce with the 'Nile nigga, Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at? All of y'all put your hands in the air, Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at? All of y'all put your hands in the air, I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty, I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty, with the booty, I say I'm lookin' for the bitches with the booty BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga BOOM! With the gat, BOOM! With the gat, nigga Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at? Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Where you at? Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at? Where you at Bitch? Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga? Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at? Bitch where you at? Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Shake, shiggedy, shake, shake, shake that ass, Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house, It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about, Now niggas and hoes, that's up in the house, It's time for me to show you what the Juvenile's about, I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh" That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv", I kicks the shit that'll make them niggas say "Oooh" That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv", Ride, ride, ride, ride, Ride, ride, ride, ride, Ride, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' a Juvenile nigga, I be rockin' this shit like every single day, I be rockin' this shit like every single day, I be rockin' this shit like every single day, I be rockin' this shit like every single day, Where the parties at? Where the parties at? Where the parties at? Where the parties at? I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga, Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers, I'm lookin' for the poppers, lookin' for the poppers nigga, Juvenile out here lookin' for the poppers, Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool, So me and the crew, can chill with a brew, Pass me the blunt, so I can get fool, So me and the crew, can chill with a brew, Just relax yourself, to that crazy, cool, wicked Naughty sounding mellow fellow Juvenile, Cuz he's cold as cheese

Blood Nigga

JAY ROCK
[Verse 1:] I'm jay muthafuckin rock nigga wat it do, all red chucks yellin out suwoop, known by dem niggaz dat be wearin all blue dats y I get a pass erytime I ride thru, eastside bounty hunter watts dats my klick nickerson gardens nigga u kno da bricks, nine doube 0 five nine u kno da zip top dog lite it up we just gave dem anotha hit [Chorus:] Cause I'm a blood nigga red rag til I die u see da brims u see da ru's man u kno we certified, I'm a blood nigga, damu's on da ride flamed up across da globe nigga u kno we worldwide, I'm a blood nigga wen u see me better give it up nuthin but a b thang homie we don't give a fuck I'm a blood nigga, hataz tryna shut us out da door get yo walk on but I'm a keep it blood tho [Verse 2:] I'm a blood nigga, all red bandana with my juelz on but I'm not santana, I'm a blood nigga, just bikkin bakk bein bool kut off khakis braids n house shoes, I'm a blood nigga, heavy thang 2 my right can't correct me wen I'm wrong wen I'm wrong blood I'm right, I'm a blood nigga I'm tha realest nuthin nice wen it's beef then it's on I'm takin off rite on site [Chorus]

Latino, Pt. 2

JOELL ORTIZ "Human"
[Verse 1 - Emilio Rojas:] Cry first and laugh last Television was on, we never had dads And the city was flooded with mad crack Cause they experiment on minorities like we lab rats Priorities, it's fuck authority A man that can stand on his own and show maturity I ain't ever ask for a loan, I've been supportin' me Takin' cash from hoes like a sorority Oh yeah they comin' for your life Con Ed, I'm comin' for your light It's bonded, I'm livin' out of spite You ain't bleed then it wasn't worth the fight I'm givin' y'all bread and water, ah bread and water all they get And it ain't shakin' no hands, so fuck your politics This isn't makin' a [?], I burn a lot of bridges down Then I played in the ash like fuck a following All we ever wanted was good pussy and credit scores Their own cars is better than all our rentals are I'm sick of y'all, dudes switchin' and gettin' hot Like Bruce Jenner and menopause Ain't never told us detox the senators I say they sent us to detox the criminals So the minute that we pop his genitals Emilio ain't gon' ever fall, I told y'all [Verse 2 - Bodega Bamz:] Everybody pressin' charges, they ain't change where I'm from It's no game, even Ndamukong Suh Connect try to keep me out the loop It's canine proof, all my birds in the coop Niggas wanna see me in the cage (but why?) My lawyer gets surprised with the money I save (ching ching!) I'm low like Fetty Wap's left eye I coulda sworn I saw Left Eye in Best Buy Nike slippers, read the paper on the milk crates Sippin' Arizona, I got stripes like a Zebra Cake Believe me, fast money like a relay Shopped in SoHo when Prince Street had replays >D-day?<, I love my heritage And fuck the race, if you real you my relative Why so sensitive? The revolution will be tele-vized Excuse the grammar, I'm a ghetto kid My grandma still alive and all 11 kids Only my father made it, let's reminisce another time Bought a watch with these bars to kill time Sick in the head, now that's an ill mind Shine like a d-d-diamond [?] young I said one day I'd have a Lambo, not a Hyundai I kill for these stacks like Jimmy Caan Wait let a G win like the Padres Let a G win like Tony's last name Who played first base for San Diego Had to break it down Fuck the cops, we gotta triumph Fight for Freddie right now, it's about to be more riots They wanna kill the youth when they need more guidance With more violence you can only expect more defiance It's hard to be vocal when they shoot you up and choke you Die unexpected if the wrong one approach you Sharpton ain't doin' enough, where's all the leaders? Breakin' the same laws, we follow how they teach us I never seen a thug win a million with Regis Or a single mother from the ghetto either Fuck y'all [Interlude - Joell Ortiz:] It's a small island in the Caribbean that we be in Goes by the name of Puerto Rico [Verse 3 - Chris Rivers:] Nigga the champ is here, Cassius Clay in his prime The Mike Tyson, Bruce Lee, Stephen Hawking of rhymes Combined with Einstein's mind and then refined like it's wine I write divine lines, I fill my time by feelin' these dimes Fill my satisfaction with valid rappin' and Magnum clappin' Fact I haven't felt emotions that's potent since daddy's passin' I'm the Marilyn Manson of pattern relax in baths of acid I got True Religion jeans, if I kill you it's act of passion I'm a dragon rap admiral managing slapping your laterals Aptitude is ample to pass all the rap masters Who master it, cracking ribs like >clashing mandible????< Put you in the earth, what it's worth you can act natural The pragmatical mathematical rappin' cannibal Who ramp with animals, Bronx nigga that has an attitude You see my avenue is compatible with a battle room I never sold crack, just wrote dope lines to hand to you Package that, I got the Cadillac of flows Cataracs these hoes cause I'm soundin' like platinum gold You never see a ghost, that's what me and my dad was told So now I'm pickin' up the torch while these labels haggle my soul Y'all can suck the undercuts of my nuts while I take a shit Only spend nights, I don't gotta know what patience is All you niggas bitches, to exist you gotta take my rent Blow your fuckin' head off clean bro, save the witness [Verse 4 - Joell Ortiz:] Latino, I'm that and I'm proud If you don't know us, let me tell you about Niggas that slam their dominoes loud, let you see copy [?] cheek choffy Cherry coco, peña drip 'til your teeth sloppy Hustlers become connects when they need papis Nissan, Honda, Chevy on the back block Runnin' routes with the bow bow in the stash box When I speak it's chop yaow, I'm a New Yorican Calderon on the phone, I'm in [?] creepin' Y'all hangin' on resorts to just chill I'm in the casa, rios take a walk down the hill One way in, one way out, where y'all all could get killed Leave them niggas alone, that's how the officers feel Nigga, my people, beach, 98 gettin' our tan on Slippers walkin' on [?], hittin' the sand strong But plan wrong, it will transform Wet you then find a Jet Blue out to San Juan We don't look for parties, the party's wherever we go Turn the corner section to the 4th of Julio Too much to fit in one 16 So let me cook like the festival on 1/16 Mean, my career's been like one sick dream A nightmare, scary how I does this thing You ain't elite, I'm made of deep God thought he was stuntin' when he created me Rap's Bobby Fischer, nigga please take a seat I made you in three moves: ink, paper, beat Y'all keep playin', nigga, we play for keeps Stop claimin' to be what my eyes don't see though Every verse I spit, you get an 'ay dios mio' This time with my amigos, Latinos

Comfortable

MICK JENKINS "The Water[s]"
Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable [x2] Got your joint, it's in rotation, check the sinkhole patient Deep off in these waters never needing no flotation Devices, on this humble pie by the slices Give it to 'em free cause it's priceless This your invitation, I'm a even welcome imitations Smokin' mirrors, I've been spittin' rocks and ventilation So, breathe motherfucka just breathe There's more than one trick up my sleeve Tick tocks can't hang, I ain't never even gang bang Nigga just hang with the wrong folks Got a little older, got a little wiser, put the reggie down that's the wrong smoke Been around the world enough to know that you will never get rich if you the wrong broke Can't live life through a song quote, man I've been tryin' to show y'all me I ain't been acceptin' nobody's gas and still got drive, nigga still on E Nigga still gon' lie, and I still on G, tell your girlfriend not to feel on me Or, maybe you should come and get your ho bro And usually we would have a whole bunch of ginger ale but lately I'm been in these waters like a slow bro So, pardon my manners This is more street etiquette Know that I ain't goin' nowhere, if you believe otherwise then you niggas better peep rhetoric I said Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable [x2] [NoName Gypsy:] You ain't even gotta ask me, I'm classy Pina colada with a blue Laffy Taffy I'm wrappin' a [?] like get that Apache Indian remy on a scalp comin' out Nigga just chillin' on the couch in a blouse like Dave Chappelle be that nigga for life I drip drip on the haters forreal Maybe write a rap book for the later appeal Cause I still write poems on a little black thought more smoke And mirrors inside of the matchbox more fancy Images lookin' like mascots My whole team got the city on the rise And makin' the sun jealous, we dreamin' new dimensions And movin' like black rebels with [?], cold We don't need no ice I just wanna see your hands in the air and the fans in the stands and my name hella bright "Noname on the comeup" Telefone never comin' out, what's the hold up? Where you been at? Where the print at? We just wanna hear the truth and the music Black honesty and honestly I'm a be In the cut with a book readin' prophecy Before the sun goes down and the meaning of life becomes obsolete Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable [x2] We been in here, we ain't goin' nowhere And we do it for the Free, you know that Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe [x2]

Blueprint (Momma Loves Me)

JAY-Z "The Blueprint"
Yeah, yeah.. Uhh, right, right, right Right, right, right, right Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen Momma loved me, pop left me Mickey fed me, and he dressed me Eric fought me, made me tougher Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong Streets gave me all I write in the song Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up East Trenton grew me, had me skippin school Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin moves Momma raised me, pop I miss you God help me forgive him I got some issues Mickey cleaned my ears, and he shampooed my hair Eric was fly - shit, I used to steal his gear I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong Yeah it's goin past fast - let's move along Kitchen table - that's where I honed my skills Jaz made me believe the shit was real Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee Clark sought me out, Dame believed Primo laced me, Ski did too 'Reasonable Doubt' - classic, shoulda went triple Momma loved me, pop left me Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me banana puddin, what's in the hood then Puffin on L's, drinkin pink champelle Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s locked Vigs fucked with a nigga, whassup ha () high hated the fact I put rap to the back Money pourin in, clientele growin now Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down October 21st, Lavelle came to the world Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra And your son too - there's nothin I won't do Unless you was me, how could you judge me I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me Talked to me rudely; cause I'm young rich and I'm black and live in a movie, not livin by rules New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say The time is comin; you one hit away Beans I ain't tryin to change you - just give you some game to make the transition, from the street to the fame My momma loves me..

Walk With It

JAY ELECTRONICA "Attack Of The Clones"
[Jay Electronica:] I'm out that third ward where they bussin heads Movin shakin hustlin scrambling buckin and duckin feds The corner stay hot as sonars with blood rushing (russian) red Down in the dirty we bout it and we ain't fuckin scared I got em shook from the jump cause I'm a solider these niggas is yellow I told you I'm out that magnolia mah nigga fo reala On the grind all the time woaday stackin that scrilla It's the south man we put the fuckin G in guerilla Talk slick and get chyo neck slit quick Cause uptown niggas don't play that shit And if you ready come get me Got a squad that's with me To blow the beef outta control like ja and fifty I'm the king the daddy ya heard the best around Linked up with lil flip man we tear this bitch down You know when them south boys is comin around Cause all you gon' hear is lay it down lay it down Walk walk with it [x4] Rock rock with it [x4] Shake shake with it [x4] Pop pop with it [x4] [Lil' Flip:] A lot of rap cats rap about jewels But that ain't rose gold that's fools Look at the shoes on the whip twenty-twos I still got a deal what about you I got liquor nigga you wanna drink? I go on shopping sprees you want a mink? I'm just kidding I ain't tricking for a hoe This how I'm living I ain't hurting for no dough I push tight whips just like percy I always rock custom jerseys My new shit about to drop on you niggas Just call me hoe, when you not witcha nigga [Jay Electronica:] Now heres a little story I got to tell About a fresh young nigga ya know so well It started way back, in history In that third ward magnolia the U-P-T I was born in seventy six and raised in the eighties Pops left when I was six I was raised by ladies Son of Marilyn brother of Fal I grew up one block over from the cell [?] T-I told me to be easy but I'm hungry as fuck I want a house on the hill and some blow in the truck Now I'm up in the club playa settin it off With a mic in my palm tight lettin it off Shorty, smilin she say I'm spec-tacular She wanna bite on my neck like dracula She said she wanna show me something good after the show Whatever ma, but for now get yo ass on the floor

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