Numb Numb

Juvenile

    Continúa después del anuncio

    [Verse 1: (Juvenile)]
    hey you want score a key, no you want score a ounce
    I ain't gone show you shit, make sure you got da right amount
    boy I can't front you nottin but I respect ya G
    it could be fatal, if i let niggas get next to me
    the junkers like my coke, Doctors and laywers too
    they in and out here all day, looking for the right Peru
    I use to do it too but i had to let it go
    I can't get loaded I'm lil woodie that suply tha coke
    my shit'll have you were you dont even much wanna eat
    have you a lack of sleep always out up in them streets
    been in rehab for weeks come home and get a bag from me
    you gon' relaspe indeed, probably won't ever leave
    don't wan't no problems, I just wanna get this cheddar please
    I can't get popped, I've been convicted for two felonies
    look i'm just trying to put some clothes on my daughter
    I hope they aint ridin I need to sell this other quarter

    [Chorous: (Juvenile)]
    if you score some coke from me, you will be
    numb numb numb numb
    numb numb numb numb
    numb numb numb numb
    if you don't get it from me, you will be
    dumb dumb dumb dumb
    dumb dumb dumb dumb
    dumb dumb dumb dumb
    you'll be commin back in minutes, to get
    some some some some
    some some some some
    some some some some
    dam juvie where you get that
    from from from from
    from from from from
    from from from from

    They don't work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes
    they be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold
    and we work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes
    we don't be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold

    Continúa después del anuncio

    [Verse 2: (Juvenile)]
    yo we did'nt bring it in this shit is shipped to me
    i never transported nothin peep out my history
    my house is sittin plush my cars is lookin lovely
    police man wanna cuff me therefore i'm rollin buckets
    not trying to make it public don't wanna be tha subject
    mamma told me don't spend no money, boy stay in your budget
    i seen a lot a fools goin buyin alot of shoes
    they children not in school they got a lot to prove
    i puts my money back up in to my flip
    some to tha side in case dem people run up in shit
    chopper up all a tha time with two tapped up clips
    and if come fuckin with mine i'm a use this bitch
    they, want me for distribution from New Orleans to Houston
    someone been runnin them mouth, telling em how much i'm movin
    i'm just trying to put some clothes on my daughter
    i hope they aint rotten
    I hope they aint ridin I need to sell this other quarter

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: (Juvenile)]
    i got my first work when i was sixteen
    and niggas still not knowing what happen to brick leans
    its not a easy task might have to beef tha last
    you don't get caugth up out here trying to save ya people ass
    can't have em bring it first if you can't pay em what its worth
    you could get murder for that he just may let it burst'
    smart high how i walk that earth it may be enemy turf
    pray i don't get it they way just let em do they dirt
    do you know after they cut whoa my shit is da bomb
    that must be that Saudi Arabian said aint Hussien
    but you aint got that Florida dope ????????
    have to spend all ya dough or you want leave fa sho
    they come in menthazine no caps on it is
    want be that long before ya family know you on that shit
    look I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter
    I hope they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter

    [chorus repeat to end]

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Juvenile

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión

    Canciones relacionadas