Tytuł: U.P.T.

• Wykonawca: Juvenile
• Wyświetleń: 165

  
   [B.G. & Baby]
  Cash Money slangin nine nigga
  (Off top playboy)
  H.B's and The B.G.'s
  (What's happing little B.G. bring it to these niggas)
  
  [B.G.]
  When I got that iron in my hand I'm going to slang it
  When I got that drama on my mind I'm going to bring it
  I ain't backing down from no nigga that's hatin
  If the nigga say I ain't bout my buisness look here he hatin
  
  [Baby]
  Comin uptown playboy we gonna slang it
  If I catch down nigga bad we gonna leave ya stainin
  Fuckin wit my H.B's nigga I'm gonna bring it
  Rollin uptown stay strap and keep thinkin'
  
  [B.G.]
  Cause a nigga get stolen
  Better yet get takin
  Paper is burn
  They come fast, ya cant shake it
  Picture this my brother Cash Money done went nation
  That come's from 7 hard years of dedication
  
  [Manny Fresh]
  Fuckin wit my B.G. nigga
  I'm puttin ???? and I'm a ???? me nigga
  That's believing worth six niggas
  We call hard hitters
  We uptown riders and we real with this nigga (nigga)
  
  [B.G.]
  Police can investigate but they ain't gonna find shit
  But a 100 bullet shells without a fucking fingerprint
  This Hot Boy click laid back and spy on niggas
  We see them working on something look here we riders
  Ain't like working niggas
  Any block with a flussy
  That goes for the boss too
  We ain't got no picks to choose it
  We get cha if we gotta
  Wig split cha if we gotta
  I know you ain't got word that B.G.'s a rider
  So keep it on the D.L
  If you got keys don't serve nobody but off V.L
  'Cause they play for keeps
  A one way ticket to hizell
  6 ft. deep
  It's a filthy dirty rizell
  On the U.P.T
  I was raised in the streets
  But I put it on my mind
  By the time I was nine
  I was pushin nigga
  I was slangin that nine
  
  [Lil Wayne]
  Na, Na, Na, Na
  Now them them don't want us
  They know me and Turk don't fuss in the corners
  They already know that we brothers, Blood
  Or whatever you wanna call it
  Click up wit my dog we get crazy like alcholics
  Plus we ballers
  So whatever we spin the Lex or Benz
  Its gonna be on twenny, twen, twens
  
  [Turk]
  Get off the block when we come nigga (nigga)
  To the lane
  Shots that close shop when the bullets start sparying
  Run your mouth too much, better watch what cha sayin
  Like a nigga on the sideline, nigga we ain't playin
  
  [Lil Wayne]
  Na, Na, Na, Na
  Now why O why Lord
  The nigga wanna try and die Lord
  
  [Turk]
  Niggaz wanna learn hard way
  Give it to 'em like that
  Make 'em suffer
  Put that bitch wit a bag
  
  [Juvenile]
  I guess you probably standin there sayin, "Who's the muthafucka?"
  Nigga Juv's the muthafucka, thata bruise a muthafucka
  Either there's been a lot of cross-firing in the bricks
  And I'm gonna ???? me nigga
  If they put me in that shit
  Look I'm gonna tell ya like I tell my folks
  Play with me if you want but Cash Money going broke
  Even if it means creepin up slow
  Busting out shots out my black Volvo
  Fo sho, 'cause ain't nobody gonna run me
  I don't want nobody going to tell my mama when somebody done me
  She ain't bring me in the world for that
  She ain't raise no ho's
  She could have had a girl for that
  I been realized, I'm all in
  Surrounded by the camoufalge, in ballin
  Make a nigga recognize, I'm starvin
  Go in and do a homicide, you fallin, stop callin
  Cause ain't no peace treaties wodie
  You better leave that 45 at your house cause you gonna need it wodie
  I told you boy, I'm a souljah boy
  U.T.P up on my stomach from the Nolia boy
  
  [B.G. Talking]
  Slangin nine
  Fo sho nigga
  That's how we layin it down for the '98 all the way to the '99
  Worldwide
  Slangin nine
  All you bus pass niggas better recognize
  
  [Juvenile Talking]
  This on here bouncin all out ya heard me
  Ask my nigga Prime nigga
  Ask my nigga Lac nigga
  Ask my nigga B Dog nigga
  Ask Manny
  Ask Ruckus
  Ask my brother Corey
  Ask B.G.'s nigga
  Ask Suga Slimm
  
  [B.G. Talking]
  You ain't got no muthafuckin heart
  Got the butcha knife chillin
  Slicing throats we doin it like that nigga
  Ah ha, Ah ha
  How You Luv That now nigga?
  What's up now nigga?
  Talk that shit now
  What, What's up
  I thought we was what kind of boys
  Nigga what, nigga who what, nigga ha
  
  [Juvenile Talking]
  I know yall gonna hear me all over the nation
  So this is for the East Coast, the South Coast, the West Coast, over
  the world
  Nigga ain't no beef nigga
  It's bout money
  Nigga if you ain't making no money I can't talk
  
  [B.G. Talking]
  Shut the fuck
  Nigga ain't got no words for ya
  It's all about the fetti