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Juvenile - "A Million and One Things"
[Lil Wayne]
What
This.. this heres real, nigga
Its real, nigga
Too real
Pay attention even though Im young, nigga
Look, look
This one heres on tha up, dog
For all my people with bad luck, dog
Strugglin, tryin ta make a buck, dog
For all tha peeps who aint with us, dog
For all my niggas in Angola, stay tough, dog
See, this from shorty on tha real
Im tired of seein my niggas gettin killed
They hustlin for a mil, nigga, hustle for your bills
If ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, Im trill
If I got it ta spend, then I got it ta kill
But listen, man.. I know ya see tha ice glistenin, man
I know it make you wanna go get it bad
But ya gotta think fore ya move, partna
Cause itll make your ship sink and you will lose, partna
I know you hate ta take it from a young nigga like me
But I betcha cant name one nigga like me
Thats why Im tryin ta preach, my nigga
And teach, my nigga
If ya dont work ya dont eat, my nigga
[Chorus 2x [Juvenile]]
They got a million and one things that you could be doin
Than hangin around this motherfucker talkin to your children
Get off your ass, lil daddy, and go and get it
Its starin at ya right in your face, you aint wit it
[Juvenile]
Look at ya, youre fuckin up and I can tell it too
What is ya smokin? Everything a nigga sellin you?!
I know you could do better than that, and deserve more
Ya use to be tight with your game back in 84
All tha hoes use ta jock ya
Niggas use ta knock ya
Stay a big shot, motherfucker couldnt stop ya
Then ya went ta runnin round tha project with them junkies
Holes in your shoes, and your body all funky
Lips all ashy, eyes popped out
Spendin your children check, takin food out they mouth
And you get mad with me cause I dont wanna give you ten
I dont support your habit, nigga, yall grown men
I got kids ta feed, I got bills ta pay
I got people comin askin for shit everyday
I cant please everybody, but I love my folks
If I give ya everything, baby, Ima be broke
[Chorus 2x]
[Turk]
Look... look.. look
Where I stay, times is hard for a lot of my peeps
Some of my rounds doin bad.. cant even much eat
Everytime I pass through, beggin me for a dollar
Thinkin I owe them somethin, dont even wanna holla
Nigga who use ta be ballin aint ballin no mo
I can see they life fadin away slowly for sure
Niggas who I come up with get me full of that dope
Use ta care about theyself, aint care no mo
Niggas want me ta help em.. aint helpin theyself
You must be out your mind if you aint helpin yourself
Aint no love loss... I just gotta stay my distance
Gotta keep my mind straight.. before I come up missin
Gotta do my rap thing, and make my paper, mister
Aint gon let nobody stop me from gettin my six figures
Gettin my shine on, bling-blingin everyday
If youre not for tha right, stay tha fuck out my way, nigga
[Chorus 2x]
[B.G.]
Everytime I hit tha block, it look like it get worse
Make me wonder if V.L. and Magnolia got a curse
My niggas still my niggas... got love for em all
I hate to see that market ride they back and make em fall
Somebody tell me, if I didnt have change and I was broke
Would I get tha same attention when Im in tha next four-door
No, I dont think so, Ill be a equal nigga
On the set, smokin jos, beggin people for scrilla
On the reala... if I could do it, then you could
Lay your hustle down and make your way out the hood
Aint nobody gon give no hand-outs, I swear
Aint nobody gon pay tha bills in your house, I swear
They dont care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga
You aint no child, look in tha mirror, youre grown, my nigga
Do yourself a favor: leave tha heroin alone, my nigga
And get your hustle on, nigga, get it on, my nigga
[Chorus 4x]
[Juvenile talking]
Man, you could be out here tryin ta do somethin, man
I mean everytime we come through, man, I do somethin for my people, man
I give tha little kids a dollar or so, ya know what Im sayin
I try ta do things for tha football team
Try ta take care of my people
Try ta show them how ta help theyself
Cause they got a lot of problems
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