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Juvenile - Guerrilla lyrics
talking] [B.G.] What's up, Juvie [Juvenile] What's happenin', B.Geezy [B.G.] I'm chillin'. Me, I don't like them old bitch ass niggas [Juvenile] I don't like them bitch ass niggas either [B.G.] They better get tha fuck from 'round here [Juvenile] Rattin' motherfucker [B.G.] Nigga, come on my set, I'ma feel disrespect Now they gon' get they issue, they done walked into that No vest ain't gon' protect you The shit that's in my clique gon' sail through your chest fool I'm tellin' you I'ma bring drama, chaos, nothin' less When I'm ridin' 'round your set, it's a nigga best eject Nigga, like a rain storm, your whole block get wet All it take is one to tha head, bahdi-by-by, you rest Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex Roamin' on tha streets, Feds got a warrant for my arrest Fuck that, I'm just a nigga they gon' have ta catch I kick a nigga momma door in if he tryin' ta hide And then I put one in his mom head if I don't get mine You could call it what you wanna, but that's how I play it Now play with me, I got a K, and watch how quick I spray it (Chorus) [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block I don't even want them niggas lookin' at our shop [Juvenile] You don't know you're not suppose ta be around these parts You don't know you goin' in and you might get caught You be tryin' ta get some information out these broads Tryin' ta find out where a nigga hide his stash and cars It's niggas like you that be gettin' niggas like me stuck It's niggas like you that be givin' niggas like me up I'm tryin' ta figure if you work for tha police or what You plobly hangin' 'round a nigga 'cause you need a buck They got dope around tha projects, and it leads to us Feds know we ain't be sellin' nothin' but ki's and up Rattin', I gotcha I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya That lil' man was surprised to have you like I gotcha See me empty every clip out of my chopper You gon' get caught up 'cause you keep fuckin' with poppa... poppa (Chorus) [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block And I betta not catch them niggas hangin' 'round our shop [B.G.] Wodie, are you ready ta get this beef cookin'? 'Cause once it's on tha stove, get on your shit because I'm lookin' You betta know I ain't gonna let a nigga disrespect my clique And I ain't gon' let a nigga come and take my shit That'll make me look like a stone cold bitch So ain't no way I ain't gon' grab my K and let my shit spit When I spin the ben I don't give a fuck who gets split If you get hit... it's all on you if you innocent It's game we play, and it's hectic If you ain't got a vest, you ain't protected With pussy-niggas... my block's infested So one by one, they all gon' get rested Me and my others' dog act a ass, ho When I hit you all in your face, your casket is closed You came 'round tha wrong hood and got that ass burnt Nigga thought it was all good and got that ass burnt... that ass burnt (Chorus) [Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round my door [B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more I don't even want these niggas tryin' ta come ta score [B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop [Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more Look, I don't even want you niggas fuckin' with our hoes [B.G.] I don't even want you niggas ridin' down my block I don't even betta not catch you niggas lookin' at my shop, nigga {B.G. + Juvenile talking} [B.G.] Ha-ha [Juvenile] What up, what up [B.G.] Old bitch-ass, ruckus Fuck, did y'all just jumped off tha porch Ass-niggas betta stay... your mother fuckin' ass back [Juvenile] Turnin' state Motherfucker 'round here turnin' state, ha You're rattin' on a nigga, ha We gonna get your motherfuckin' ass [B.G.] How ya luv that [Juvenile] Askin' my old lady where tha dope at, ha Follow her again, bitch, I'ma catch ya [B.G.] Uh-huh Fuckin' with tha B.Geezy [Juvenile] I got a cake baked for ya [B.G.] Nigga, Juvie [Juvenile] We got a cake baked for ya |
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