| You live that life… slangin' that iron off tha porch
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| When a nigga blow… you hit him up with tha torch
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| You got confidence… you got your chest buffed out
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| If you buy a Lex… you got your shit clutched out
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| Niggas know your name… 'cause they done heard it in tha pen
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| Niggas know your face… 'cause of tha places you done ben
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| Your family straight… is that goin' for somethin'
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| You got your lil' man with ya… he ain’t askin' for nothin'
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| Get rid of these roaches… you got a Cash Money toaster
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| Ready for war… you got that iron in your holster
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| Full of that fire… black magic on your tires
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| You keep all of your hoes 'cause you a liar
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| You’re swolled up… you just come home from doin' sticks
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| You done blowed up… and you already got them bricks
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| If they try ta jack… is you gon' put 'em in they place?
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| When you cock your shit… is you gon' hit 'em in they face?
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| Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
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| Play if me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| You full of that liquor… you just met a little freak
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| And you’re ready to hit her… up in the corner, and it’s sweet
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| You’re feelin' good… you’re makin' money out the ass
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| Up in your neighborhood… you 'bout ta go buy you a Jag
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| You’re quittin' the game… everything is gravy
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| Cuz ya made a little change… from bustin' them niggas' brains
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| Ya like how ya live… you got everything ya need
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| Up inside of your crib… like Hennesy and weed
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| You’re runnin' with killers… you got that green shit with ya
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| You’re slingin' them pillas… you don’t know nothin' but guerrillas
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| You got television… up in your Lexus and your Benz
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| You can go and get 'em… showin' off in twenty-inch rims
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| 'Bout 187… you put a finish to your beef
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| With them MAC-11's… while your suckin' your gold teeth
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| You accept your lick… look, you protect it like a man
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| When you got that iron… is you gon' slang what’s in yo' hand?
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| Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| You full of some diamonds… you got your Rolie iced out
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| You’re steadily shinin'… you livin' in a nice house
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| You gon' put your girl… up on tha next thing smokin'
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| If she think you’re jokin'… is she gon' get a quick chokin'?
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| You could take a trip… to tha Bahamas if you want
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| You could turn a trick… with lil' momma if ya want
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| You ain’t worried 'bout nothin'… tha game been good to you
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| So you done retired from hustlin'… or is ya still doin' somethin'?
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| You tired of them laws… tryin' ta take niggas ta jail
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| You tired of them boys… cuz you got money for your bail
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| You got a reputation… cuz you be bustin' them heads
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| Niggas be infiltratin'… tryin' ta give you up to tha Feds
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| You eat tha best of shit… and be ballin' at breakfast-s
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| Tattoos all on your stomach and on your neck and shit
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| You 'bout ridin' up in tha best of shit, and them new Lexus-s
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| You got nothin' but diamonds up in your necklaces
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| Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Bring your 223's, and march nigga step
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| Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
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| Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Bring your MAC-11, and march nigga step
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| Bring your AK, march nigga step
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| Bring your MAC-90, march nigga step
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| Call my nigga, Baby, ta march nigga step
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| Call my nigga, Weezy, ta march nigga step
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| Call my nigga, Turk, ta march nigga step
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| Call my nigga, Geezy, ta march nigga step
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| Call my nigga, Mannie, ta march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| Play with tha CMB, you gon' march nigga step
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| March nigga step
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| In tha year 2000
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| March nigga step
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| Get tha fuck on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song March Nigga Step , by - Juvenile. Song from the album Tha G-Code, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп