Текст песни Something Got 2 Shake - JUVENILE
Juvenile:
I
put
my
trust
in
myself
and
my
9 first
Y′all
niggaz
second,
third,
and
fourth
because
I'm
first
Can′t
you
tell
I
never
had
nothin'
Down
to
my
last
5 dollars,
ready
to
snatch
somethin'
If
them
people
catch
me
I′m
goin′
to
jail
fo'
sho′
My
old
lady
ain't
gon′
be
sendin'
me
no
mail
no
mo′
While
I
be
askin'
my
lawyers,
"When
they
gon'
let
me
go?"
He
be
tellin′
me,
"Just
be
cool
until
you
go
to
court"
Get
out,
back
to
the
bricks,
it′s
the
same
old
shit
Niggaz
got
2.50
a
piece
goin'
half
on
a
nick
Back
and
forth
to
keys,
but
the
Lil
Weezy
handle
purchase
Popeye′s
for
the
ballers,
the
ghetto
eatin'
Church′s
Shop
always
open
'cause
nobody
never
closes
Some
of
′em
like
that
needle,
some
play
with
they
noses
I
ain't
nothin'
like
a
candle
light
dinner,
wine
and
roses
Niggaz
tryin′
to
run
throught
they
packets
to
get
some
mo′
shit
Chorus:
Manny
Fresh
(4x)
Somethin'
gotta
shke
nigga
I′ma
bake
a
cake
nigga
Run
with
all
the
reall
niggaz
Jack
all
of
the
fake
niggaz
Juvenile:
My
hallways
full
of
piss
Nigga
say
he
gon'
break
me
off,
he
full
of
shit
That′s
why
I
got
that
chopper
in
the
back
full
of
clips
About
to
go
and
hit
a
whole
stash
full
of
bricks
All
my
niggaz
gone,
I'm
the
last
in
the
click
I
gotta
get
my
hands
on
some
cash
and
a
whip
I
gotta
do
somethin′,
look
Cause
this
ain't
gonna
last
long,
gotta
get
my
cash
on
Come
upon
a
superfire
lick
and
get
my
ass
home
Ain't
thinkin′
about
jumpin′
out
Lex's
and
Benzes
With
the
TV′s,
and
the
CD's,
and
20
inch
′renzes
Look
here,
my
situation
ain't
the
best
in
the
world
I′m
a
snake
like
the
rest
of
you
niggaz,
full
of
that
Guerl
Wodie,
c'mon
and
get
your
skull
cracked,
tryin'
to
erase
me
I
got
iron
ready
to
warbat,
and
it′s
all
for
safety
Muthafucka
might
come,
but
he
better
come
correct
Cause
I
ain′t
aimin'
at
nothin′
else
but
you'
head
and
yo′
chest
Chorus:
(4x)
Baby:
Put
a
hit
on
a
bitch,
ain't
got
no
time
for
no
bullshit
Nigga
outta
line,
we
kill′d
the
bitch
Now,
in
my
city,
they
burn,
baby
burn
4 found
dead,
and
they
burn,
baby
burn
I
don't
have
no
question,
we
all
must
learn
To
tote
a
.45,
keep
your
eyes
on
the
churn
I
got
that
work
nigga,
all
y'all
know
the
rules
I
don′t
play,
I′m
a
mastermind,
it's
a
Big
Tymer,
fool
Pay
up
when
you
been
fronted
work,
that′s
the
rule
Rolls
parked,
I
play
this
game
with
no
law
Red
Beam,
hot
ones
pointed
straight
to
your
jaw
A
nigga
must
pay,
I'm
tryin′
to
see
a
better
day
Went
to
Miami
bought
that
Azora
anyway
Three
time
loser
totin'
tools,
nigga
that′s
the
rules
Just
the
chance
I
gotta
take
on
these
streets
fool
Flippin'
chickens,
corner
spitin',
hardtimes
a
fool
Chorus:
(6x)
Manny
Fresh:
Somethin′
gotta
shake
nigga
I′ma
bake
a
cake
nigga
Run
with
all
the
real
niggaz
Click-Clack
all
of
the
fake
niggaz
Lay
it
down
2G
You
know
me
1 Big Tymer Intro
2 U Understand
3 Fuck That Nigga
4 A Million and One Things
5 Take Them 5
6 G-Code
7 Something Got 2 Shake
8 Da Magnolia
9 Catch Your Cut
10 Lil Boyz
11 Get It Right
12 Never Had Shit
13 I Got That Fire
14 Tha Man
15 March Nigga Step
16 Guerrilla
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