Y M E R S Birdman with the homie Mannie Fresh And Juvenile so you clowns don't arrest Let's do it Got a Bentley with the tags with the millionaire cash Two million
a damn thing about drivin' a car I'm rimmed up Now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth And all this luxury shit I got in my house I done sold a million
boys and Reeboks A thin hat to the back with a strap too Willin' to bust a nigga ass if he had to If you feel the same my nigger, you's a hot boy Blocka
of all the things I've done It says a lot for one Who worked his way up from the streets. Yes I'm a second-hand car spiv. Do a deal, buy and sell, It
We break your plans up, Sunz of Man, what? Throw your hands up, stand up soldierly Enemies close to me, the president took a colt to me The same one that threw a
shed a tear and pour liquor on streets (jus 4 u) And burn a fear to raw spliffs of the leaf (and get high) And say a prayer, Lord where's the relief (
not going to do it. I'm going to pretend I'm a juvenile Leonardo Da Vinci and paint a stick figure masterpiece of a young couple frolicking in a field
a hazardous war affecting children in their homes and schools Eight children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S. A million violent gun crimes
1: Toddy Tee] I climb a mountain top with just one rope Get to the top of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain'
what I feel is so real put that on everything that I love one god, one judge [chorus] one god, one judge one god, one judge one god, one judge one god, one
a carton or a t-shirt in a day though I ain't tryin' to flex my power bitch but I got say so And I could make a million; American, yen or peso They say
The nigga nigga nigga Ju-a-vey [Chorus] [Ludacris] Now ain't no tellin' where I might be (Nope!) Cause there's a million other creeps Prancin' around
floss on they ass I've been through some shit, that make me a survivalist I may be a lot of different things, but I'm not a bitch [Chorus] [Juvenile
chopped Losin they life behind stupid shit Ain't that a bitch Niggas, gettin' they wig split And it's a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see
is a hazardous war affecting children in their homes and schools Eight children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S. A million violent gun crimes