JUVENILE lyrics - Tha G-Code

U Understand

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CMR bitch. G -Code nigga, G-code nigga, G-code nigga [Juvenile:] I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand) I'm a rapper but I'm still a gorilla (ya understand) I'll whip ya like the Thrilla Manilla (ya understand) You gon' make me have to kill me a nigga (ya understand) I'm a be here for a minute lil wodie (ya understand) Ain't bout to let nobody fuck over me (ya understand) I don't need ya playa hatin' on Juvey (ya understand) Don't be talkin' about what you gon' do with me (ya understand) I'll ride everyday of the week (ya understand) Ya get ya issue when ya playin' with me (ya understand) I'll crawl at the spot that ya sleep (ya understand) Get with my niggas from the block and we creep (ya understand) Load it up cock it back and get ready (ya understand) Make sure you be holdin' it steady (ya understand) We gon' go in there and blow the bitch up (ya understand) Soon as we get 'em we gon' all get the fuck (ya understand) [Chorus: Juvenile (repeat 2X)] Shhhh, be quiet Tonight is the night that we ride 30 camoflauge Hummers with niggaz inside with choppers, doin - surgery on bodies like they doctors [Juvenile:] I know when to get my ass outta Dodge (ya understand) Look them people ridin' I'm gonna hide (ya understand) I'm a wait until them bitches slow down (ya understand) Cuz I ain't tryin' to be jail bound (ya understand) It ain't over till the fat man fall (ya understand) I'm just waitin' on the right phone call (ya understand) You know them hoes gon' let me know where they at (ya understand) Nigga got me I'ma go get em back (ya understand) One by one they all gonna drop (ya understand) Right here is where the foolishness stop (ya understand) I'm tryin' to get the bullshit over (ya understand) Cuz I wanna go and chill in the 'Nolia (ya understand) We need to get some more ammunition (ya understand) Cuz somebody's bout to come up missin' (ya understand) Now everybody hop in the truck (ya understand) And when ya see one of them bitches ya bust (ya understand) [Chorus] [Juvenile:] Fuck jumpin' out I'm a slang me some iron(ya understand) When I catch them niggas all of 'em dyin' (ya understand) Nigga listen up to what we gon' do (ya understand) I'm about to give the game to you (ya understand) That's the reason why I came to you (ya understand) Cuz playin' ain't the thang to do (ya understand) It ain't that hard I did it before (ya understand) U just gon' make sure let nobody know (ya understand) I'll bet ya them boys wanna rep (ya understand) They tryin' to get the shit off they chest (ya understand) It ain't over lil daddy be cool (ya understand) Nigga tired of the nigga we through (ya understand) You know you better stay pretty cool (ya understand) We bout to go and punish this fool (ya understand) Hop out the car and let that iron ring ya understand) That's the end of this stupid ass thing (ya understand) [Chorus 2X] Shh be quiet Shh be quiet

Say My Name

EMINEM
Xzibit feat. Eminem, Nate Dogg My Name [Eminem] This ain't beef man I don't know what the fuck to call it But no beef Whattup X? I float like big spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby if I let some bitch in the Can like 'Bis cop over me to do war, and try to bring my crew back down I'll never stoop, to that level, to do that now I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin two gats out With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now [Xzibit] Let's see who got they city on lock Let's see who got the better aim with the glock Let's see who come out on top Let's see who REALLY want they name in the streets Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now [Chorus: Nate Dogg] I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name [Xzibit] Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You don't know shit about me There'd be no West coast without me Cut with the bullshit (Bullshit) I struggle for survival And now you tryin to act like my rival? Watch what you say partner, it's a small earth Don't play games with your life nigga, it's not worth all the pain (all the pain) all the agony (all the agony) All the horror (all the horrow) all the tragedy (all the tragedy) Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile Threaten my life? (C'mon!) One day you'll understand They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man So who the FUCK?! (Who the FUCK?!) you think you talkin to Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in FRONT OF YOU! [Chorus] [Eminem] I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him I coulda been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him purple, for mimickin him with two rappin Urkels I coulda snapped, took it past rap and hurt you But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you I Square Dance cause I'm sick of rappin circles around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out It's like I'm listenin to motherfuckin dogs meow You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about - c'mon (I) No gangsta you ain't either (Will) But I know that I spit Ether (Not) I shoulda crossed your belly (Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly X, pass me the weed, I'ma put my ashes out on his ass For the last time man.. [scratched] - Watch your fuckin mouth [Chorus] [Eminem] For the last time man, I'm through

My Name

XZIBIT "Man Vs Machine"
My Name f/ Eminem, Nate Dogg [Eminem] This ain't beef man I don't know what the fuck to call it But no beef Whattup X? I float like big spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby if I let some bitch in the Can like 'Bis cop over me to do war, and try to bring my crew back down I'll never stoop, to that level, to do that now I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin two gats out With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now [Xzibit] Let's see who got they city on lock Let's see who got the better aim with the glock Let's see who come out on top Let's see who REALLY want they name in the streets Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now [Chorus: Nate Dogg] I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name [Xzibit] Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You don't know shit about me There'd be no West coast without me Cut with the bullshit (Bullshit) I struggle for survival And now you tryin to act like my rival? Watch what you say partner, it's a small earth Don't play games with your life nigga, it's not worth all the pain (all the pain) all the agony (all the agony) All the horror (all the horrow) all the tragedy (all the tragedy) Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile Threaten my life? (C'mon!) One day you'll understand They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man So who the FUCK?! (Who the FUCK?!) you think you talkin to Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in FRONT OF YOU! [Chorus] [Eminem] I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him I coulda been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him purple, for mimickin him with two rappin Urkels I coulda snapped, took it past rap and hurt you But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you I 'Square Dance' cause I'm sick of rappin circles around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out It's like I'm listenin to motherfuckin dogs meow You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about - c'mon (I) No gangsta you ain't either (Will) But I know that I spit 'Ether' (Not) I shoulda crossed your belly (Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly X, pass me the weed, I'ma put my ashes out on his ass For the last time man.. {*scratched* - 'Watch your fuckin mouth'} [Chorus] [Eminem] For the last time man, I'm through

That Nigga Ain't Shit!

MYSTIKAL "Mind Of Mystikal"
Nigga you ain't shit I woke up this morning dick rock hard Had to piss so bad, that shit made me say God Lord! Dick harder then a armadello So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow Flush the toilet, washed my hands Took off my silk shirt, (whut else) and down my pants I was rolling to meet this bitch in bout an hour (what you did) and grabbed and towled and jumped my stankin ass in the shower And now i'm feelin better, at least i'm smellin better Instead of a combination of pussy and cheddar I still smelled like last night's fuck So washed my lips, fingertips, but I can't forget to wipe under the nuts Blow my nose, wash my toes, then my asshole Foggin up the mirrors, all my fuckin clothes Ain't that a bitch, i'm already runnin late Thinkin I ain't got to do nothin, now I gotta change my outfit Stepped to the closet and scanned the wardrobe Seen that silk shirt, Tommy, fuck it, i'll wear that Polo though Girbauds and Polo socks Slipped on the Fila's cause it was too hot to bust the Timbo high tops I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks Like I really had to check, like I ain't know I was the shit Everything was in place Pearly whites, brown complextion, daily braids and daily face Mirror, mirror, wasup, who's the most stuck up bitch I just fucked that stankin slut Thats the thought for the day I'm bouts to cut that hoe (why) she can't fuck anyways Now i'm back on my mission But before I hit the fuckin front door, gots to hit the kitchen Cause all the is gettin bigger Man, I ain't ate shit (dawg, ain't you hungry) dawg, hungrier than three niggas Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though Fuck it i'll grab that left-over cold cut combo And now the stomachs at ease I'm bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring, the , and the keys And now i'm ready for the street Lookin neat, smellin sweet from my teeth to my fuckin feet I guees it's part of my job (what job nigga) Being colder then cold, smoother then smooth, sharper then sharp So if you catch my in the club don't say shit Sweatin a nigga like Micheal Tyler don't pay bitch Cause I ain't that nigga thats gonna play with ya Or stay with ya, but i'll damn sure lay with ya Cause i'm that type of nigga to tell a bitch that I love em quick Better but not beleive it though (why) cause I ain't bout shit That nigga ain't shit That nigga ain't bout shit That nigga ain't shit [2x]

Dreams (Interlude)

JOE BUDDEN "A Loose Quarter"
In all actuality The work gets hard for a passionate, work more than his salary And it paid off hopefully to make my monthly look annually So I tell this is a reality I dream my way through life Can't remember if I was awake or asleep I killed my doubters with kindness And force-feed em the taste of defeat They like this nigga been through somethin How he rap like he ain't 23 Cause in my mind I'm 9, Millie's, every round you gon brace for this heat My city bad but it's so small at the same damn time Where failure and success is treated like the same damn crime They gon hate you either way Either way give em something to talk about They must be talkin bout us cause nigga we the only thing that's worth talkin bout And they said we next and I said we now Sayin why and I'm sayin how Thinkin up a way to make a million Every time I lay down And my son and daughter, they gotta eat And that's even if my stomach hurt My girl throwin up every morning Low key, I think she gon pop the 3rd I was going through it with just 2 Now I'm thinking it's 3 for me But on every last one of em I swear to God we gon get this cheese Dreaming since a youngin, writin poetry to pass the time Never give a shit nigga So think twice for you ask for mine It's Gucci Louis Prada shit We all bout to be takin flight I give a fuck if you high right now I'm bout to put you on a different height I swear to mom they gonna get me mine Lampshade nigga, just let me shine Most go through life and cry Nigga, I go through life and grind My heart and soul on every beat Cause that's what real niggas gonna do Some shit might seem small to ya'll But somebody out there going through it Used to battle niggas at lunch And try to sneak my food in class I was writtin raps and they was passin notes And I still passed on they stupid ass 18 with no worries, my my how fast my story changes Just for me, been where I was from Most motherfuckers could've swore we bang That G5 shit was epic, but before all that I was such a loner Every nigga try to fuck with us Every bitch wanted to fuck on us I'm just speakin realistic And reality is so vicious But no, I'm not bragging about making your favorite girl a statistic Nigga what you know about splittin poles? What you know about the eviction notes What you know about multiplayer on that Golden Eye on that 64? What you know about walkmens? CD players, stereos What you know about smart girls? I never really been in the centerfolds What you know about ridin high? Getting bunked and you had to go What you know about fingerprints? And waitin on your bail to post What you know about struggling? And sharing money just to get a meal What you know about hittin licks? It go bad and the shit get real What you know about takin losses? Bouncing back in the same week Shit you might know bout all these but nigga what you know bout me? I sleep on top of the world yea Having fantasies, I' having threesomes with success and my favorite girl yea But we've been going through it since... And I'll be drinkin out this bottle like I never gave a fuck She said she into whatever, I'm pouring in her cup Looking over the city, feeling like this is for us If we sleep don't let housekeeping wake us up Wake us up cause we've been dreaming For too long I swear we been dreaming For too long They could never alarm us They could never harm us We ain't gotta worry bout him, we'll leave it to karma But I swear we been dreaming Too long

Picture Me Rollin

JIM JONES "F.E.A.S.T.: Vampire Life 2"
Picture me rollin', she look me in my eyes So she chose to sit in pretty In traffic baby, I'm thinkin' 'bout youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My emotions are spinnin' Wasn't fuckin' with me in the beginnin' Now it's nigga fuck youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu She told me one day 'baby, you need to settle' And then I told 'er 'finally a chick that's on my level' Bring it out national, pushin' on these pedals Couple viables, couple bottles, ice all in this bezel Niggas talkin', bitches talkin', actually this a devil but she She got that body yatta yatta like she's perfect, talk a cup Got a lot of sex from how fast the car goes Two dough machines, we fill 'em up with real star hoes Million dollar flows, ain't no business for these floors How 'bout a lamb? A couple grams A gold Ben. How 'bout a Porsche? Brace yourself for my next channel You would think I threw the ally ups in the Metz game I'm killin' this thing Picture me rollin', she look me in my eyes So she chose to sit in pretty In traffic baby, I'm thinkin' 'bout youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My emotions are spinnin' Wasn't fuckin' with me in the beginnin' Now it's nigga fuck youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (Nah bitches, fuck you. Picture me rollin') I've been around the world like Lisa Stansfield Ya ya ya, vilas that had girls at the stand still Name a bitch, I could tell you how the sand feel But she was I'll 3 grand on the damn Hills Champagne to chill, 3 grand for the damn bill Trill, spend a few grand on the damn wheel At the roof, doin' porches like we doin' abs I had the coop doin' laundry shootin' through the ab Count a hundred, all hundreds in a Louis bag And these fuckers don't want it cause I do it bad (Micah) No Mike, number four mice One day full, twice as high Boys a cold sight fucker Picture me rollin', she look me in my eyes So she chose to sit in pretty In traffic baby, I'm thinkin' 'bout youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My emotions are spinnin' Wasn't fuckin' with me in the beginnin' Now it's nigga fuck youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm a see her again I ain't really tryin' to be her friend I'm puttin' this world to get her pussy changed Tell 'em hatin' ass niggas stay the fuck about your lane uh Couldn't take the cheatin' so she did the run off Fuck you bitch, go to hell, eat a dick with one ball Last time I check your ass, told it to the numb jaw Then turn it beige like white skin with the sun off Revolver spinnin' like the wheel of fortune And this fish here was shit, had to kill a dolphin Decorators blight, candles and tape upon them Get his shoe size, I hope you got the right nigga for 'em Picture me rollin', she look me in my eyes So she chose to sit in pretty In traffic baby, I'm thinkin' 'bout youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My emotions are spinnin' Wasn't fuckin' with me in the beginnin' Now it's nigga fuck youu Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

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