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Juvenile - Da Magnolia lyrics
Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one) [Juvenile] Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitch Niggas breakin' up bricks.. niggas tryin' ta be rich Dope ounce get hit.. armed 'rilla and six Somebody wig get split for ten g's of chips It's where the Feds'll dip through Enemies get you Catch you at tha second line niggas'll flip you Kids get outta school they swingin' they fists, too Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too L.V. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin' Them blues try ta hit ya, and your head'll get druggin' On New Year's tha lights get shot out at six o'clock Four or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha cro'(tch), bruh Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats is sour Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up and they holla (?) beam aimed at your dome... for some powder I'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer Get all seventeen and, nigga, I'ma holla (Chorus [Mannie Fresh]) Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Now where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from [Juvenile] Is ya ready for it? Better be over-prepared When ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE" They be ragged up, twenty-five dollars bagged up Old nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs Well aware on the route that he's gonna duck If somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him up If a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck 'Cause he gon' break and bust, she gon' be fucked up Mind your business is a code, too, I never told Ever since a nigga was a million years old Bein' a baller.. shot caller.. is tha goal I'll hospitalize anybody... in the ward Ta make it there, you talk crazy, we take it there You'll be like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare All these niggas wanna be (?) or tha man in charge With tha AK-47 it'll change you boys (Chorus) [Juvenile] Click up.. load up.. pistols.. mask Ride through.. slow down.. jump out.. blast Put about.. fifty.. in your.. ass Second.. linin'.. family.. scared (?) scope.. lock it.. chop it.. serve it Got a.. deal for.. fifty.. ta work it Mission.. bitches.. hittin'.. switches Twenty.. inches.. plenty.. bitches All day.. hustle.. beaucoup.. scuffle Niggas.. huddle.. AK.. muffled Blood in.. puddles.. people.. scatter Flying.. pieces.. of human.. matter Police.. don't know.. probly.. won't know Unless.. they stay.. shit they.. don't know Keep it.. quiet.. tell no-.. -body Start no.. shit and.. stay in.. silence Maintain.. focus.. stay off.. porches Watch for.. poachers.. carry.. toasters (Chorus [Mannie Fresh]) Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Da... Magnolia Home... of tha soldiers Now where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you from, motherfucker, where you from Where you goin', motherfucker, where you goin' Where you from, motherfucker, where you from I know where I'm goin' To tha fuckin' Magnolia Believe that there Yeah, yeah, yeah Layin' it down Layin' it down To 3000 ](Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two |
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