| I put my trust in myself and my 9 first
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| Yall niggaz second, third, and fourth because Im first
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| Cant you tell I never had nothin
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| Down to my last 5 dollars, ready to snatch somethin
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| If them people catch me Im goin to jail fo sho
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| My old lady aint gon be sendin me no mail no mo While I be askin my lawyers, «when they gon let me go? |
| «He be tellin me, «just be cool until you go to court»
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| Get out, back to the bricks, its the same old shit
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| Niggaz got 2.50 a piece goin half on a nick
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| Back and forth to keys, but the lil weezy handle purchase
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| Popeyes for the ballers, the ghetto eatin churchs
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| Shop always open cause nobody never closes
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| Some of em like that needle, some play with they noses
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| I aint nothin like a candle light dinner, wine and roses
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| Niggaz tryin to run throught they packets to get some mo shit
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| Chorus: manny fresh (4x)
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| Somethin gotta shke nigga
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| Ima bake a cake nigga
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| Run with all the reall niggaz
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| Jack all of the fake niggaz
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| Juvenile:
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| My hallways full of piss
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| Nigga say he gon break me off, he full of shit
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| Thats why I got that chopper in the back full of clips
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| About to go and hit a whole stash full of bricks
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| All my niggaz gone, Im the last in the click
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| I gotta get my hands on some cash and a whip
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| I gotta do somethin, look
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| Cause this aint gonna last long, gotta get my cash on Come upon a superfire lick and get my ass home
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| Aint thinkin about jumpin out lexs and benzes
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| With the tvs, and the cds, and 20 inch renzes
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| Look here, my situation aint the best in the world
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| Im a snake like the rest of you niggaz, full of that guerl
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| Wodie, cmon and get your skull cracked, tryin to erase me I got iron ready to warbat, and its all for safety
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| Muthafucka might come, but he better come correct
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| Cause I aint aimin at nothin else but you head and yo chest
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| Baby:
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| Put a hit on a bitch, aint got no time for no bullshit
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| Nigga outta line, we killd the bitch
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| Now, in my city, they burn, baby burn
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| 4 found dead, and they burn, baby burn
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| I dont have no question, we all must learn
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| To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn
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| I got that work nigga, all yall know the rules
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| I dont play, Im a mastermind, its a big tymer, fool
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| Pay up when you been fronted work, thats the rule
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| Rolls parked, I play this game with no law
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| Red beam, hot ones pointed straight to your jaw
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| A nigga must pay, Im tryin to see a better day
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| Went to miami bought that azora anyway
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| Three time loser totin tools, nigga thats the rules
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| Just the chance I gotta take on these streets fool
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| Flippin chickens, corner spitin, hardtimes a fool
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| Manny fresh:
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| Somethin gotta shake nigga
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| Ima bake a cake nigga
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| Run with all the real niggaz
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| Click-clack all of the fake niggaz
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| Lay it down
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| You know me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Something Got 2 Shake , by - Juvenile. Song from the album Tha G-Code, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп