Juvenile]

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[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]

When I say I don't give a fuck

I mean that yeah

?? brains is getting bust

I didn't say that yeah

If a shipment was comin in

I need a ?? wodie

I need a sixty-forty nigga

And no chargin' that wodie

You done heard about Michael Jackson

And shiggidy shit

But you ain't never heard about me

When i'm flissin a bitch

Niggas shoulders gettin knocked

Clean off of they head

See that red dot comin from

Me and my girlfriend

Cause I wants mine

I needs mine

And i'm about to get mine

At these times

Look lil' daddy

You ain't got to worry about none of these other niggas

You needs to be worried about when Juvi comin to get ya

Look, I make a phone call to the big dog

Y'all bitches better handle y'all business before I hit y'all

Even though a nigga rich and i rock ice

I still bust a nigga head on the block aright



[Chorus 2x (Juvenile & Lil' Wayne)]

[Juvenile]

It's enemy turf that i'm on

So i'ma play it how it go

Cock the hollow points

And tote my black calicoe

My lil' brother Weezy



[Lil' Wayne]

My big brother Juvi

Four hit the blocks

Strapped up with the Uzis



[Verse 2 (Lil' Wayne)]

What, What, La

Gun for gun

Eye for eye

Better move yo' wife and son

'Cause i ride or die

Cashmoney Hot Boy

Bless me when i'm gone

But until then load up the chrome cause it's on

I been bout it

Put a ??????

I drop the top and then i flip I hit his cock and make 'em flip

And i be full of that trash

i be the first one to jump out the jag bust at 'em fast

Watch the bullets chop off the head

And make 'em fall in the grass

One move they all die

Lil' Weezy small frie

Guerilla when it's war time

Y'all better learn

When this nigga shoot it'll be all hell

Well then let 'em burn

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Seven churn and i be damn if i let 'em go

If i don't get my dough

Then hell will be all blowin'

'Till i R.I.P CMR i be

I put it down for all my peeps

Nigga, i'm HB for real



[Chorus 2x]



[Verse 3]

All i know is the streets

And how to strap up

When it's time shoot it

Cock yo' heaters

Tie up yo' bags

It's time to do it

Blaze the blunt

Shut off the lights

And cut down the music

Roll down the windows

Turn the corner

And let loose with the bbbbrrrrrr

If ya don't know now

Then ya never will learn

You ca play with Lil' Wayne

And yo' block get burned

You must love to go swimmin

Cause tha water gets deeper

See i bust you wide open

And take 'ya daughter with me

Here come the beat boy

Shoot out the street lights

Time to bring on the heat boy

If you ain't really wit it

Then you better get back

I open yo' chest

And make it look just like a wet cat

This is a death trap

i'ma a guerilla and i mean it

leave ya' head still in a beanin'

?? on the semen

Calicoe steamin'

Red dot beamin'

Dressed up suspicious

Play with lil' Weezy you'll be ?? for the vicious



[Chorus 2x]



Enemy Turf

Time to strap up

What