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Juelz Santana - Now What lyrics
f/ T.I. Let's do it [Intro: Juelz Santana Intro] Okay (Jazze) We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch) I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking king of the south (uh huh) Well I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city (you already know)(Santana) And when the king and the prince get together it's nothing but royalty (roll the mat out) So we going to get down like this YEAH! [Juelz Santana] Now if I ain't gangsta who is You is truth is you ain't I am who this clown ass nigga I'm a straight led spitter straight bread getter Up north hustler with a bank head nigga now bounce! That's just jazze on the beat again Tappin on machines again its cracking threw your speakers in That's what it sounds like when I'm in the South right Put it down put it round bouncing threw your town like Uh bang first play second aim first prey second make dirt day heaven I'm a crack baller straight sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier I walk through the club like everybody pussy Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies The fifth on me case anybody push me Let it fly let it fly like everbody push me Stop frontin like you bang head nigga Till you bang head whether real bang head nigga T.I. we fly we ride we bang you die (motherfucker) [T.I.] (yo, yo, hey, hey, hey, hey) [Chorus: T.I.] My pimp squad fuck nigga now what Dip set fuck nigga now what West side fuck nigga now what East side fuck nigga now what Harlem world fuck nigga now what Bank head fuck nigga now what My a-town fuck nigga now what My n.y. fuck nigga now what [T.I.] The smallest nigga in the trap with a scrap You talk shit pussy nigga getting slapped I get a couple kids turn them into crack and listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks (99) So if you need word then holla right back I could sell it for cheap cause I got it like that White t-shirts and A-Town hats Got them super clean with dubs on that Hey! First nigga put my name in a rap Getting robbed on the spot at hard getting shot I give a fuck about your squad or your block Hit 13 had it hard on the block First thing first start with a glock Then step it up to choppas, gauges, then elevens mack 10's Now your fully equipped to stretch niggaz (like who?) Like them PSC and Dip Set niggaz [Chorus] [Juelz Santana] Now what now stunt nigga pop your trunk now front I'm holdin two now what big guns with me big gun pissy When it comes to these bitches man I'm dirtyer then the south is Squirtin in your mouth bitch! Yeah back curtin yeah back squirtin Yeah nigga gat squrtin yeah nigga that's curtains Hold up we senseless make you throw up your breakfast Me and T.I. hold the connection [T.I.] Me and Santana from Harlem to Atlanta The cocaine managers hoe brain damager I'd be god damned if a nigga wanna cock hammers and split bandanas on niggaz with bad manners You wanna kill me you willing to ride the hell with me Seven shot revolver I'm taking my shells with me You don't want no trouble with niggaz like us Try me I'll fuck your whole life up To the group of haters that don't like us Dip Set fuck nigga now what [Chorus] |
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