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featuring Bun B, Juvenile, Ms. Tee
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First Verse: [Juvenile]
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Scraped my elbow jumpin' the fence
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Creepin' through the grass camoflauged lookin' for them
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Cowards, non-believers, contradictors, I'm comin' to get ya
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You try to frame me without the picture
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Shit, I'm obligated, to be a Juvenile for life
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It don't change robbin' shit in this game
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I know you heard about that 7th ward, 9th and the rest
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But who's down to knock a head off and wear a vest?
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Take a flight through that Nolia and then see who represent
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Not with them thugs ridin' wearin' them black reebok tennis
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Niggas fifteen, sixteen, seventeen
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Slangin' iron from that Josephine through that Melphanine
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And would do almost anything to prove himself relentless
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Like, a murder job and forgettin' the consequences
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Hustlin' through the brick walls avoidin' the feds
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Pushin' the dope steady duckin' blue eyes and curly heads
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And he got caught and then start, runnin' with yo peers
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Got swole and been home and now you back out chea
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And that boyd that cha shot, brothas hangin' on the block
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You don't know him but he know ya look you bout to get got
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BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave.
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Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab
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Understand this is all he know and it's all he see
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Which is why they known to be a Juvenile just like me
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Would'ja see that my words were a little bit cold a little bit trife
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Down with Tec Mafia Juvenile fa life
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Chorus: [Ms. Tee]
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Niggas.......they comin' to get'cha
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You betta watch ya back before they muthafuckin' split cha (3x)
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Second Verse: [B.G.]
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Ain't that cold? I heard a nigga, downed my nigga
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My partna just paged me and say they found my nigga
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It's a bust back thang can't be no hoes
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I got a hundred rounds plus for my Calico
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Fa sho we get's busy, and leave that ass fonky
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Full of that monkey and we don't to act a donkey
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I'ma go get in my all black fit, when I come just sit
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Cuz if ya sit cha hit, if ya split cha split
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If you die, you die
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Take it ten for one, wave bye-bye wave bye-bye
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You done took mine, I'ma take yearn
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This is what'cha earn, chopper bullets burn
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S.K. trigga clicker, the blunt-smoker lighter flipper
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Paper chaser for six figures bout my issue
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I'm get to split cha, get cha if you in my way
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I'ma deal wit'cha, muthafucka take a picture
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I'll wax that ass then tax on my yay
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Today if play I lay with the A.K.
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To spray and lay down the snaps I get down
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Niggas can't touch what me and Bun puttin' down
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Now down and pump round and distribute kees
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You sleep six feet I tear down the whole street
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Wear down the family they grieve because ya flat
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Bust ya head up leave ya deader yo blood redder
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I done fucked ya set down nigga hut
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Nigga what keep ya mouth shut retalitation is a must
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Chorus
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Third Verse: [Bun B]
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Dead ass nigga don't fail, no yellin', hit the door it never fail
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Shippin' his ass off to Hell, still the killas left behind him
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Can't find him cuz the nine flatlined him
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Now Mister, murda master for the lastin'
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Niggas tryed to swerve it past her, turned into a nervous bastard
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The blaster the Cash Money clique'll shoot em up
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And me all we had to do was boot em up
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He got the buck now who the fuck want it?
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I can't see it happen, clips be clappin'
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Cappin' you til' you see through Bitch go ask B3 too how we do
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Cuz me, you to one equals people,
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Retaliation also known as the sequel
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It's X-rated, cuz the clique's made ten and now you throw the bitch
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Like I got no fuckin' sense, and I don't so take that
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A dead ass nigga can't talk, wave or blink back
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Click! Snapshot, to me your rap's not
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That hot like a fat rock off a crack spot
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In the back got a stable,
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That's able to crack a bitch with a conference table
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Then choke her wit a jumper cable
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A Chiefer that stay reefer mo blunted
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One time a hoed stunted
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We beat that bitch and right now no more frontin'
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Niggas actin' all shitty, gettin' no pity
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Cuz my niggas actin' pretty showin' many from our city
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Retalitation nigga
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Chorus
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Retaliation
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| b g (baby gangsta) |
