Lyric Fuck That Nigga - Juvenile

Lyric Song Fuck That Nigga: Juvenile
We drink up all the roundwe drink up all the white
We go to all the spotswe be up all the night
We ll tell a niggaFuck ya!and be waitin outside for him
Bust him up and see how many niggas gon ride for him
Play the project bricks and watch for the law
Nigga come to my sectionwe to they section and ward
We rep hard out the wards in stolen cars
Spankin niggas that be showin off with they broads
Nigga catch a felony he takin his charge
Niggas turnin state we rapin the boy
It s a hard life we livin they bout they drama
We earn stripes for killin I ll attack like a rhino
Some of the time motherfuckers be off they bases
Way out they boundary in unfamiliar places
Lookin like a duckseein all the wrong faces
But we know the rules and could be strapped in SK s

Chorus2x BG
Manpop that nigga
Mankill that bitch
Manshoot that nigga
Manspank that bitch
Mandown that niggaexecute that bitch
Put fifty rounds in that nigga is what cha do that bitch

Juvenile
Stay from round hereI tell ya these niggas ain t cool
Ain t no love for outsiderseverybody s a fool
We be duckin off in the hallways and in the cuts
Gettin the fuck when ATF is pullin up
People in the projects sayThem niggas ain t shit
They hustle all night for brand new outfits
You re fuckin right that s how it is on the block
Real duck T shirt Baudsand ReeBoks
Camouflage around the neck and the dome
Fucked up attitude totin a chrome
Fighting for weednigga ain t ever goin home
Tryin ta get it how he live with a bundle of
We ain t tryin ta see the jailhouse
But if we do we hope we be able to bail out
Know what I m sayin lil daddy
We need a lickcome up in the whole brick
Kick in a nigga door and punish the whole clique

Chorus2x

BG
Come through the hood where ya hang with a Kand when I see ya
What I ma do to yaI know I wouldn t wanna be ya
Split your head in halfnigga leave ya stressed in the street
Hit ya everywhere in your body but under your feet
I play it raw when I m in beefI m a Hot Boy that s heat
Get it how ya live is how it is where I be
Fuck a nigga s how I feelno nigga steppin on my toes
Without feelin !BLOCKAH! !BLOCKAH! from four fours
I m a dogwith a gun in my hand I cut loose
You re on the other end of that pistolit s on you
Get hit up chopped up did somethin awful
Zipped upboxed upput straight in a coffin
Ain t part of my cliquefuck ya nigga
Don t please me
I don t love ya niggayou re no goodplaya
I don t trust yanigga
To me you ain t nuttin but a bust niggawhat

Chorus 4x

BG talking
Ya heard me
Put fifty rounds in that nigga s what cha do that bitch
Fuck himya heard me fuck him
Fuck his whole cliquenigga fuck em all
Ya don t like meI don t like younigga I don t like yanigga
You don t like methat mean you don t like my clique
I don t like youthat mean I don t like you !blockah! !blockah!
The niggas ya fuck withthe niggas you affiliate withya heard me
Any nigga who speak to yaniggaback you upnigga
Fuck you and all them tooniggaya heard me
It s Cash Money for lifeya heard me
Fuck all them old bitch ass niggas throwin bricks fuck em all
It s real over hereniggaya heard me fuck em all
We got this here fuck em all and we holdin this here down
Ya heard mewe gon keep it like thatthoughya dignigga
BabySlimJuvieBGeezyTurkWeezyFreshya heard me
Joe CaseyTraveyya heard meall tha shotsnigga
We comin throughnigga
We layin it downniggaand we just doin what we do
Keepin it real
Cash Money for life