For Everybody

Juvenile

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    [Wacko]
    Yeah, U T P nigga, come on! K L C nigga, come on! Holla!

    [Verse 1: Wacko]
    I done tightened up on my G dog
    Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
    Ya man trippin'? Girl, look we can creep on
    Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of yall
    Respect my steez, I ain't really bout fallin in love
    I travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
    Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
    With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
    To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'
    Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin'
    Don't make me proceed
    I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees
    Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe
    But I ain't in here for this
    Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
    Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick
    Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
    And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new bitch

    [Chorus: repeat 3X]
    [Juvenile] You can have an ole' lady
    [Skip] But them hoes
    [Wacko] They for everybody

    [Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
    [Skip] Let me get broke off
    [Wacko] In this jump off!

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    [Verse 2: Skip]
    I done tightened up on my G dog
    I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
    Cock back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
    Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
    Respect my gangsta
    I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
    I know +50 Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
    And I don't get down like that
    In the right time, at the right spot
    If you try to buck, you gone get shot
    Hey fella, calm down. I know what ya thinkin'
    But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
    Don't make me proceed
    Spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
    Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life!
    Especially how I'm feeling tonight
    If it was good, it'd be different
    But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it!
    And bring this shit back to business
    You can have yo bitch dog
    I live by the rules I'm givin'

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Juvenile]
    Come on, come on, come on
    Grab yo bitch my the arm cuz if she stop she hit
    Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
    The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
    And in return, she going out and buy me shit!
    I hope my adversaries is listening:
    Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these D-vils
    Cuz we evil in this!
    I'm not about to waste my cream on a bitch
    I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for dick
    I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
    But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
    I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
    I promise, ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
    They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
    And use it on TV and radio as a skit
    Wanna see some masks, move to the bricks
    But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
    Ya heard me?

    [Chorus]

    [Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
    [Skip] Let me get broke off
    [Wacko] In this jump off

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    Composición: T. Gray

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