| Welcome to tha section where it’s hotter than a bitch
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| Niggas breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
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| Dope house get hit, on 'rilla & 6th
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| Somebody wig get split… for ten G’s of chips
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| It’s where the Feds’ll dip through — enemies get you
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| Catch you at tha second line, niggas’ll flip you
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| Kids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too
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| Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too
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| L.D. |
| buckin' cause T.C. |
| killin' ain’t nothin'
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| Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin'
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| On New Year’s, tha lights get shut out at six o’clock
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| Four or five o’clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot!
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| Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruh
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| Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats was sour
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| Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up, every hour.
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| …Carbine aimed at your dome… for some powder
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| I’ma do like yella boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
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| Get off seventeen, and, nigga, I’ma holla!
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| (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Now, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Is ya ready for it? |
| Better be over-prepared
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| When ya enter ya see a sign, say, «Soldiers beware»
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| And they be ragged up, twenty-five dollar bagged up
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| Whole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs
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| Well aware on the route that he’s gonna duck…
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| …if somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him up
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| If a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck
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| Cause he gon' break and bust; |
| she gon' be fucked up
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| Mind your business is a code, too, I never told…
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| …ever since a nigga was a minute years old
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| Bein' a ballin' shot caller… is tha goal
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| I’ll hospitalize anybody… in the roll
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| To make it there, you talk crazy, we take it there
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| You’ll feel like a steak, nigga: you medium-rare
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| All these niggas wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
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| With tha AK-47, it’ll change you boys
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Now, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Clique up, load up… pistols, mask
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| Ride through, slow down, jump out, blast
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| Put 'bout…fifty…in your… ass
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| Second… linin'…family…scared
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| Go score, rock it, chop it, serve it
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| Got a… deal for… fifty, twerk it
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| Mission: riches, hittin'…switches
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| Twenty… inches, plenty… bitches
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| All day, hustle — beaucoup… scuffle
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| Niggas… huddle, AK… muffled
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| Blood in… puddles, people… scatter
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| Flying… pieces…of human… matter
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| Police… don't know — probly… won't know
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| Unless… it's they… shit, they… don't know
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| Keep it… quiet, tell no… body
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| Start no… shit and… stay in… silence
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| Maintain… focus, stay off… porches
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| Watch for… roaches, carry… toasters
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Da… Magnolia
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| Home… of tha soldiers
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| Now, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| Where you goin', motherfucker, where you goin'?
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| Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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| I know where I’m goin' - to tha fuckin' Magnolia
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| Believe that there
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Layin' it down, mm-hmm
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| Layin' it down, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
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| To 3000
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| (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two…)
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| (…one) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Magnolia, artist - Juvenile. Album song Tha G-Code, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп