| Uh-ohhhh!
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| Cold cold time again baby
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| I’m back in the, back in the, back in the building
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| Juelz Santana (Aye!)
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| Dip Set bitch
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| I need all my soldiers and my block men to stand up for me It’s 'bout that time you know
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| My hood, my city, my side
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| Whatever you wanna call it nigga I ride
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| My town, my car, my block
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| Whatever you wanna call it nigga I rock
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| My state, my strip, my ave
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| Whatever you wanna call it nigga I’m bad
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| My building, my porch, my stue
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| Whatever you wanna call it nigga I’m loose
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| Straight for paper
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| Paper chaser
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| Gangsta gangsta
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| Gangsta gangsta
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| I know my block is a crazy zoo
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| But it got me crazy glued (stuck)
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| I got to make these moves
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| So I hustle the hardest (drugs)
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| I got no team
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| Just a connect and a couple of partners
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| I keep my street niggaz, my street niggaz (yup)
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| I keep my cheese niggaz, my cheese niggaz (Yup)
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| I keep my beef niggaz, my beef niggaz (yup)
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| I keep my weed niggaz, my weed niggaz
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| Keep business business, keep pleasure pleasure
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| And I never mix it, ever ever
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| Yeah the code of the street
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| Eyes open don’t sleep
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| (whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop)
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| There go the police
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| That’s why you catch me moving through dolo
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| Moving through solo, steel weapon, steel weapon
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| Niggaz always catch the bodies in the hood (yup)
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| Straight shootin up the party in the hood (uh-uh)
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| Mafia ties, I’m like Gotti in the hood
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| Tellin hoopty on the black Maserati through the hood
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| Rememeber when we used to play karate in the hood (remember)
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| Now my rims look like ninja stars
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| Nigga I’ve been the star (I ain’t have shit)
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| I remember when I didn’t have shit to bar
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| Now I can lean you a couple of clips
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| You hungry homey you can eat a couple of clips
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| Come to my strip, you gon see niggaz G’d up cuz
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| We slangers (slangers)
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| Gang bangers (east-side)
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| And when it comes to squaley we stranges, plus
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| I keep my thug niggaz, my thug niggaz
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| I keep my blood niggaz, my blood niggaz
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| Spend it all I ain’t no cheap ass nigga
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| I’m always gonna ride this I’m a weed sack nigga, YUP!
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| I represent mine to the fullest (oh yeah)
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| I represent the grind to the fullest (oh yeah)
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| I represent scar time, bar time, hard times
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| Yeah, hard times to the fullest (oh yeah)
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| We need to have a million man march again
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| We need to have a million man march up in The white house start a million man argument
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| Like Bush why a million man starving in?
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| My city, my town, my hood
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| Whatever you wanna call it nigga what’s good
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| We riders, we rollers, we survivors, we soldiers
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| We don’t crack under pressure
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| We relax under pressure
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| Most of all, we don’t rap under pressure
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| We bang, and we pitch this crack
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| 'Till the cops shut us down or waste respect
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| — repeat to fade |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whatever U Wanna Call It , by - Juelz Santana. Song from the album What The Game's Been Missing!, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп