Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Now What, artist - Juelz Santana.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Now What |
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! |
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 Bankhead 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) |
(yo, yo, hey, hey, hey, hey) |
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 |
The smallest nigga in the trap with a scrap |
You talk shit pussy nigga getting slapped |
I get a couple ki’s turned 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 niggas (like who?) |
Like them PSC and Dip Set niggas |
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 |
Me and Santana from Harlem to Atlanta |
The cocaine managers ho brain damager |
I’d be god damned if a nigga wanna cock hammers |
And split bandanas on niggas 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 niggas 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 |