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JUVENILE lyrics - Solja Rags

That's How It Be Happenin'

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That's How It Be Happenin' That's How It Be Happenin' That's How It Be Happenin' That's How It Be Happenin' Now dis fool name of Terrel Seems he was doin' swell Over tha years where he sell was betta than clientele my niggas was gettin' big he slung eva since a kid and always got glamour rides for all of tha shit he did he had a bad attitude nigga selfish and rude one day he got in a fight in gloom and he gone killed a dude thats when A.T.F. got hot surveillance up on tha block they knew he was runnin' shop but dis nigga wouldn't stop terrel was a knucklehead he said mothafuck a fed look come if you wanna come and off with you bitches head surely dem people came git down on yo face and hand they took tha dope and choked terrel wit a rope man he thought he would go to jail 5-0 took tha bitch to hell they took tha dope and said he got crossed in drug sale [chorus] [that's how it be happenin' that's how it be happenin' i tried to warn my nigga but dem people but they snatched him that's how it be happenin' that's how it be happenin' i tried to warn my nigga but dem people but they snatched him] tha next one is sharolin addicted to heroin gave birth to her son at 15 and now she scared of him look he was a balla' so that made her a stupid ho i heard he sold his dope out a house in the caliope stung her for much furl then shot it up his arm dat dope busst her heart and thats how sharolin left the world now guess what her son use he snorted boy(heroin) too he robbed some nigga dat brung drama to his whole crew dat multiplied enemies one of em' slangin' keys and they got boys who got boys that strapped with artillery's now he done on his knees beggin' lord help me please dat nite he got on dat dope and went out he was off his knees walkin' without a gun they caught him roun' hit and run pulled out dat Tommy gun knockin' holes in his fuckin' lung [chorus] nigga done throwed the cross and the boss be the nigga steped on so he hired 5 killas that snort up that heroin to keep his self from being affected whoeva mentioned his name got they head-bust on next shit that next hit he sent was up in the 2nd line dat lexus pulled up shells started flyin people started runnin' and cryin' lyin' in tha street was tha one that they came for bystanders got hit up so a kid in this drug war that was five so she couldn't survive homicides said where they at it happenin' on our side but in dem' killas' eyes, they on dat dope so it ain't nothin reincarnation is the subject of that discussion shit somebody snitch dem people found tha location caught 2 out of tha 5 tha they got me down at tha station boss man say fuck dem niggas and show nuts one of dem niggas snitch one of dem nigga hush now tha boss gotta pack up shop and leave town cuz dem niggas that he know upstate a shank him down [chorus] he's mad cuz we bumped him my nigga jeff they jumped him i know one of dem niggas and when i catch em i'm gon' stump him look aw dis heart hea' don't pump no pussy i'll be forced to do something real bad if you try and push me i went to see my nigga zoe but he told me ain't nothin i say man dis long way i came in wit somethin' he came out wit one i say what is these called silver-sacks he told me no stupid-ass we call dem my nickel bags i bus one up wit him cuz he my nagua at two in the mornin' some niggas was standin' beside us one of dem niggas had a glock i heard him cock it he told us shat the fuck up and empty out cho' pockets i droped it they grabbed it and got ghosted and layed low that jackin' happend so fast it fucked up my head zoe juvenile talkin......

Criminal

50 CENT
[Eminem] A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions A lot of people think that.. what I say on records or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it Well, shit.. if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why? Cuz I'm a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL You god damn right I'm a CRIMINAL Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL [Eminem] My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's 'yes' Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!) That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em Hey, it's me, Versace Whoops, somebody shot me! And I was just checkin the mail Get it? Checkin the 'male'? How many records you expectin to sell after your second LP sends you directly to jail? C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!) Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause I watch TV, and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr. 'Don't Give A Fuck,' still won't leave [Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)] I'm a CRIMINAL Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one [Eminem] My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word nigga My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk Off of his own employee Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em -inem and Kim combined - [*kch*] the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an 8K to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? I'm a CRIMINAL [Interlude Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] HI, how can I help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch and I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! [*BOOM*] Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog whines*] If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say, so this tape is shut [*tape unrolls*] Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask [Chorus 2X]

Bad Boyz

LUDACRIS
[Shyne] Now tell me who want to fuck with us? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I bang - and let your fuckin brains hang, snitches Fuck all them able bitches with riches who carry 22's, up in they hosiery A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me Think he just finished sniffin a ki, and dippin the D's Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin my moms Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds and bust shots at them street cops Fuck yo' point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin jaws Pointed, hollow point shit Four-point-six, need I say more? Or do you get the point bitch? C'mon What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Shyne] Minks draggin on the floor - bangin on your whore Suckin the croissant just examine it for flaws Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law got a nigga head hurtin squirtin til they pull the curtain Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills wipe the tears from my eyes, no love Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death as I coke-test and see the lawyers talk of protest Can't fuck with you weak rap niggaz, witcha gay raps Runnin 'round talkin this and talkin that See me in the streets, tried to give me dap Andrew Cunanan ass niggaz My two cannons blast niggaz, ass niggaz Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out Cop the pist-al, nigga, talk shit now, uh What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Shyne] Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing Bullets heat-seekin, streep sweepin, with an evil grin Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne Y'all niggaz ain't sayin nothin, like a mime Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggaz die of lead poison if they bite it, hate it but recite it It's a G thang, me and Puff in St. Bart's set it off Bitches walkin topless with G-strings, menage' Bust shots at your crew, another charge As the gulf stream fly through the fog Make ya popular Pockets filled with more high notes than the opera Franklins on top of the - Jacksons My nigga Ty leave you tired Bad Boy, repsect it or die, coward What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Barrington Levy chatting patois to fade]

Bad Boyz

SHYNE "Shyne"
Bad Boyz feat. Barrington Levy [Shyne] Now tell me who want to fuck with us? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I bang - and let your fuckin brains hang, snitches Fuck Marla Maple bitches with riches who carry 22's, up in they hosiery A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me Think he just finished sniffin a ki, and dippin the D's Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin my moms Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds and bust shots at them street cops Fuck yo' point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin jaws Pointed, hollow point shit Four-point-six, need I say more? Or do you get the point bitch? C'mon What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Shyne] Minks draggin on the floor - bangin on your whore Suckin the croissant just examine it for flaws Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law got a nigga head hurtin squirtin til they pull the curtain Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills wipe the tears from my eyes, no love Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death as I coke-test and see the lawyers talk of protest Can't fuck with you weak rap niggaz, witcha gay raps Runnin 'round talkin this and talkin that See me in the streets, tried to give me dap Andrew Cunanan ass niggaz My two cannons blast niggaz, ass niggaz Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out Cop the pist-al, nigga, talk shit now, uh What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Shyne] Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing Bullets heat-seekin, streep sweepin, with an evil grin Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne Y'all niggaz ain't sayin nothin, like a mime Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggaz die of lead poison if they bite it, hate it but recite it It's a G thang, me and Puff in St. Bart's set it off Bitches walkin topless with G-strings, menage' Bust shots at your crew, another charge As the gulf stream fly through the fog Make ya popular Pockets filled with more high notes than the opera Franklins on top of the - Jacksons My nigga Ty leave you tired Bad Boy, repsect it or die, coward What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoots .. What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz) What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz) Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot .. [Barrington Levy chats patois to fade]

Operation Extortion

Kool Keith "Matthew"
I'ma cancel all the studios, I'ma find you in New York You fucked it up for everybody When I see you I'ma punch you in your fuckin face You and that other faggot ass nigga that rap witchu I'ma catch you (?) Ensoniq or Platinum Factory I know you be in fuckin Chung King I'ma search around motherfuckin D D [Kool Keith] Fuck you nigga, criticizin my shit, talkin behind my back Youse a weak nigga, don't speak nigga, face the trigger What you know about my shit? Why you reviewin it, why you ratin it? You fuckin hatin it Backpack ass nigga, how you figure? Fuck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggaz I'm a survivor, no village ass shit Motherfuckers walkin around tryin to be Bob Marley and Lenny Kravitz That scarf shit around everybody's head is for faggots Get on stage I throw lettuce and cabbage You fuckin with bad habits Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin out a fuckin Chevrolet I don't play, fuck your bodyguard Big Rae I chop your hands off and throw your fuckin fingers in the ashtray Dead-end, no backup, comin down to one-way Chorus: Kool Keith Operation.. extortion (4X) [Kool Keith] Why you curse so much nigga? Fuck you, duck you loadin this motherfuckin tec up, there's a lot of things I must do click up, shut the fuck up, bukka, bukka, bukka Fake-ass cast, counterfeit bitch-ass I'ma see how long that choreographer dance shit last Make you take the CD's out the shelf Come to your record release party, show you some shit and make you piss on yourself No guest list, I better get past this type of motherfucker to wait outside the club for your black dumb-asses, I'ma have a contest See which bitch-ass nigga get in they car the fastest Strongarm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers in a stolen Dodge Pour gasoline down your shirt in the car garage Yo black burn this nigga Watch how Kentucky Fried I turn this nigga Watch you sizzle like a well done (?) Frank That's what you get for fuckin with Hank Give all your fuckin credit cards, niggaz with ski masks took your mink coats at Chemical Bank Visa America take this shit fill up the gas tank I told y'all I was gon' slap that motherfucker and baseball bat that motherfucker Your man with his bullshit mixtape ran out Hot 97 like a sucker I'ma send a crackhead that needs money bad at least to get one of you motherfuckers You owe me for damage I know a Dominican that's ready to stab your fuckin manager Catch a homicide and catch a Greyhound bus out to Canada Chorus

Let's All Get High

DA BRAT "Anuthatantrum"
[Featuring Krayzie Bone] Somebody call the cops. Let 'em know the funk bandit's back With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat The funk keeper Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak Cause bleed smokin haloweed Givin' You what 'cha need Indeed I'm nice Jewelery full of ice The industry ain't been the same since I came to sprinkle my spice Tonight's the night and we gonna all get lifted Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around in the west-side district Get it twisted If you wanna choose your destiny Leave all that simple shit at home And bring your fuckin' best to me Cause right here playtime stops Okay, rhymes flop and all that real-deal shit hits tops See I'm the cream of the crop, head bitch in charge And there ain't nothin' or nobody that I've barred thus far Repitoire full of wicked shit Lay back kick a shit All the right shit to give a nigga a hit If you let's nuthing hold you back And your limit is the sky Throw your hands in the air and let's all get high Roll up a fat one and pass it around Lay back hypnotized to the funky sound Repeat 1x KRAYZIE BONE: Now roll up a sac so that we can smoke it together Now how high can you go cause you know we can choke Take it slow, We smoking junk Cause you rolling wit moe We having a celebration We doing this all night if you wanna get away You can play em other times And don't forget my niggas be doing this shit the thuggish way We have you thugging where the thug lately? We Krayzie But niggas don't drop we got the bud blaze-ay So if you get out. Better get with this crowd I bet you wanna get weeded Fuck wit your thugs out of Cleveland Stay peyoted and tweeded them thugs we blazing we fiending Now can you feel this connect with So So Def Mo Thugs My squad and yo posse my nigga we goin be alright So come around everybody party down get down And let that real shit hit yo' chest cause I know when I get that hydro My nigga thugsta come and give me some love Can somebody bang and slang yo' dog with couple of thugs from the cut You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly We could all get high, get high The shit we keep we got you hypnotized Ain't nobody dealin' with me My nigga J can get his smoke on man Cause if we go broke you won't feel bad DA BRAT: Yeah. But there's enough hundreds for that to never happen in action Certified platinum slashin' bastards Draw shit faster than eastwoods, I wish you could be like me I broke the Mo with fatality, visual shit that you can see These synthetic niggas usually smoke refos with my peeps Get deeper than any bitch Watch me and yo' nigga creep Sky's the limits, Damn them lights cause Krayzie got the Hydro Inject a deadly venom grinnin' and watch them all die slow We non-fictional characters carry grudges till it's dealt with Underestimate the wrong bitch and get yo' shit spend You better light a splife and mind yo' motherfuckin' business Or get that ass put in the witness protection program Till I'm finished, diminished Your entourage is my level Blindin' like the VVS rocks possessin' like the devil Pushin' custom drop-tops Keep Segante' in the glove box Puffin' with crooked cops And can't nuthing hold me back cause nigga my shit don't stop KRAYZIE BONE: You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly We could all get high, get high The shit we keep we got you hypnotized Ain't nobody dealin' with me My nigga J can get his smoke on man Cause if we go broke you won't feel bad Repeat 3x

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