Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Juve "The Great" , by - Juvenile. Release date: 22.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Juve "The Great" |
| Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five |
| I tell the story like yesterday when (??) was alive |
| didn’t do shit with my brothers without makin e’m mad |
| couldn’t get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad |
| he took me right there where the killas be across court from Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry |
| we shot ball on crates tryna get paid by all means |
| started snatchin purses by Wall Greens |
| seen Titey get hit up in the melt when I was young |
| paramedics couldn’t even find his tongue |
| thats when I started totin’my heat to call a G my family was deep but wasn’t goin in that water with me right after Mr. Martin's class (??)and me straight to Barret think I was worried bout the trulency? |
| please |
| got paid for them old timers puttin in work |
| like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, watermelons, and herbs |
| Even though the times was hard |
| I didn’t fear no man but God |
| you lookin at New Orleans crime rate |
| right up in the place, soulja’s beware this is Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| this is Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| Juve the great |
| this is Juve the great |
| Mama thought her son was really doin it tight |
| when I was the one out here not doin it right |
| until she found my stash she couldn’t believe all the weed she found |
| shit it must’ve been a half a pound |
| I was thirteen then back when Yoga was caddillac’n it my campaign was let a lil nigga get a crack at it far from a gangsta but was learnin alot |
| ain’t just be the one that earnin the pot |
| after the turn of the clock I started bankin on the low with the dope |
| got slugged up so hoes’ll notice me mo' |
| tee’s, reeboks, and girbauds I had a few (??) to write |
| regular hood shit the average niggaz go through in life |
| wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day killas |
| (???) and we ball I know they’ll flip ya I stayed away from them cats who didn’t communicate well |
| cause them was them niggaz that would’ve had me in jail |
| At fifteen I carried alot of wieght on my back |
| me and my brother infact, I kept my money intact |
| I mad my real power moves soon as Juv’got one |
| headed straight to the irish counter nigga who got guns? |
| shit my people Bobby and surviva got hit too |
| and I heard my name was poppin up in some shit too |
| wasn’t no cool cans off googlin no more |
| it was either cry like a bitch or go sell it and score |
| my first case wanted my respect in the worst way |
| couldn’t tell me shit when I was hungry and thirs-ty |
| have a nigga way out his religion ya heard me I guess it’s punishment to who and never was worthy |
| every since I leanred about guns and coke |
| I made a vow to myself that I would never go broke |
| do what I gotta do to eat |
| I probably can’t play no sports but I can work these streets |