Spittin` Game lyrics ( Juvenile Featuring Bullet Proof, Hot Boys )
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Artist : Juvenile Featuring Bullet Proof, Hot Boys Song : Spittin` Game
Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this
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Turk: Niggas
steady getting chopped Losin they life behind
stupid shit Ain't that a bitch Niggas,
gettin' they wig split And it's a
shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot
see my brains layin On the ground I keep my
9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up
the shells could leave no evidence around and,
it's t-shirt land when niggas ain't
playin' Got a chrome glock got it
cocked Red dot on yo' knot As I
pop Nonstop Till you drop Pronounced
dead On the spot It's a tragedy when I
spin' yo fuckin' block A nigga, from
BlackConnect Will leave ya wet Fa' sho yo'
face is on the next If ya disrespect I
ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it Hollow
points bullets racin' it Niggas ain't makin'
it When I bust Tell it to any nigga chopper
bullets you can't trust If you bust, when I
spray Head for shelter 10% is gonna help
ya, 90 is gonna fail ya A lot of punk niggas
try to play hard Put yo' face on a fresh tee
sendin' that ass to the morgue Better be cool
if you don't, that's all on you.
Bullet
Proof: 16 worth a mill my whole clique push
dope Transportin' ki's in the all black
Camero 50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my
heat I'm a Hot Boy to the police And I'm a
thug on the street Yeah I score from Slim and
B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the
halves Goin' for 2 G's UPT connect, bout
stackin', leave ya wet Niggas who disrespect,
my chopper put in check Big body on broaders,
that's all I know Mansion on Washetona 6
figures on the floor Double R and DR watched
by Uptown security guards 10 G's a ki, 36 o's
a piece 4 and a half, 2 G's, but I'll take
18 Got some niggas on my team bout head
bussin' and green Flippin' ????? G's,
hoopties, to benzies I get my ki's, from my
uncle KC He's a Magnolia soldier Be in 10
in Angola Shoot out in that 'Nolia Knock ya
head off ya shoulders
Juvenile: I ain't
about no playin When I'm comin' get out the
way Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the
runway Head straight back to the hot
block Flight in a half If I'm out there bad
I might cut you in half UTP tatooed it, across
my stomach stay booted Look I'm a looter,
holdin' the Ruger Or a 6 shooter On
Tuesdays and Thursdays You better watch for
the sweep Look them people gon' act a ass if
you get caught in the street I'm layin off in
some room by my bitch duckin' them
people Staked out the area, and rob the
chinese store Do it like it's legal, I heard
heads in power Bitches want the dope dick
children and cop blockers Niggas in the cut
with ski masks lookin' for me I'm on top of
the roof with a chopper watchin' em too Fuck
with me your mans urge get in his curtains Now
send ya people To the TC and we gon' hurt
'em I'm seein' niggas Shootin like that
heavy on 'bauds and tens I'm in the Chevy with
B.G. and our girlfriends Park 'round the
corner leave ya gun and creep slow Look bitch
this ain't the night show, lay it down hoe Ya
think I'm playin, ask Baby and Slim how I
can Hook me up I don't have time for no
games Look here I stompin in this bitch I'm
chompin' a new fit I'm bound to snatch a hoe
and make her monkey on this dick Look at what
ya facin partner A whole nation Of niggas
that's mind damaged ????? paper
chasin' With that iron I'ma roll wit
em Mama don't pray for me I don't back down
from no nigga They got a place for
me
Lil Wayne: See I want millions,
hundreds and big thousands Tryin' to rain
clout and third ward public housin' Uptown
streets is where all my ends meet Give me 9 9
G tryin' to see my destiny I do it all to ball
drop the phone if I call See I'm livin' real
large eventhough I'm real small But don't let
that fool ya Money rules everything around
me Creepin up silent behind ya that's where ya
find me I ain't hear for a lil I want the
whole damn spot I cock my glock and have ya
plot so I turn out to the top Nigga be runnin'
with money Things you doin' I done done
it 9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it
comin Slugs hummin' chopper gunning catch the
vapor from the laser Infrared fled big bread
money maker Pop a slug barrell shaker for big
paper Big ballin' life taker for big
caker Ben Franklin, bank televancin' big
bankin Bust 'em ???? em, left stankin' ship
sankin' Ain't no such thing like see another
nigga come up But if I don't know that other
nigga, then his come up is my stuff Call it a
bluff if you want, but come and test for ya
own See how quick model homes leave home and
???? Roam to the top, slip up and get
buck Get out my way, fo' I spray I'm tryin'
to live up
B.G.: Young thugger, baby
gangsta Thug or get popped Off top Aim
my pistol straight for head shots I release
the safety, if ya chase me Best waste
me Don't hunt bitch down in ya way Or ya
make me Reverse the game and wax that
ass Stop you from playin' I clear yo block
on that ass Nigga wonder why I
stress Uptowns the place It's the
best We got weapons that'll go through ya
vest Get left wet Disrespect it's beef fo
sho Got back up, from the Mac Melph
Calio You got coke, and don't wanna go
broke VL it Cuz around me bitch I'm doin
bad ya can't sell it B.G. terrorize 4
niggas ya dig Bitch niggas get split If you
got change on ya wig I'll take the hit Real
fast and quick 226 my clique Cash Money the
shit Project heroes Bout 6 zeroes Makin'
records is the front we got 10 kilos Unload
reload If ya ball you fall If I jack you I
don't want half I want all Stand tall for
mine Nuts hang I'm real My skills
outstandin' Kill or be killed Niggas out to
give me the blues Let 'em kill me, I
refuse I'm down for killing But the one of
I was accused I leave ya funky I
put my trunk-y Hair by a monkey So what ya
self cuz I'm down to act a donkey In the N.O.
town, jackers 3, 4 deep Put ya sleep if ya
playin' wit a QB Bitch
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