- Juvenile Sol jar A股 歌詞
- Juvenile
- You 'bout dat paper?
You on top?
You handlin' business?
You doin' swell?
Down with yo' niggaz to da finish?
Are you willin' to hit da streetz up and make a killin'?
Are you a villain, pushin' a
Bentley makin' millions?
Do you do your time without rattin' on your partners?
Do you kill your beef with a pistol or a chopper?
Is you da man?
Do you pay all of your bills?
Did you make a plan and won't stop 'till it fulfilled?
Can you handle coke?
Can you handle dope?
Ain't afraid to go even though you know?
Look, lil'
DaddyDo you take care of yo' kids?
Is it clean in yo' crib?
Can't you stand to eat some ribs?
Ain't it scandalous how we live?
You ball with
Cash Money?
Do you like
Manny track?
Ain't it shive how
I rap, puttin'
New Orleans on the map!
You brush ya teeth?
You on dem hoes?
You got dem
Reeboks on ya feet with dem
Girbauds?Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Then you a solja nigga , put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Now what's happenin' wit' you?
You knockin' dem heads off too ?
You do what a playa do?
You fuck in the
Rochambeau?
You ain't scared to blast when you got dat iron witcha?
Do you bust his ass?
You acts a ass?
You got ya ski mask?
And ya solja rag?
LookYou ready to blow a bag?
Can you hustle like it's legal?
Can you avoid da people?
And hotwire your
Regal?You 'bout dat evil?
LookYou on some ignorant shit when that hoe get flip
Now can you punish da bitch?
You like dem
Beamers?You like dem
Benz 500s?
You like dem
Hummers?You like dem big fine womens?
You a playa ain't ya?
None of these bitch niggaz could fade ya!
The ghetto made ya!
Dope fiends and junkies raised ya!
Do you sleep in suites?
Do you go shopping every week?
When you hit da streetz, you got dem
Reeboks on your feet?
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Throw up a solja rag, put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag, put up a solja rag
Throw up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag, throw up a soljah rag
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put up a soljah rag
Is you a paper chaser?
You got your block on fire?
Remainin' a
G? Until the moment you expire?
You know what it is?
To make nothin' outta somethin'?
You handle your biz?
And don't be cryin'
And it's somethin' your niggaz is in ya?
You got your girlfriends witcha?
Since you was a kid, you was a instant wig-splitter?
You twinkle your slug?
You ain't no bitch huh?
You stompin ' ya box in the mud?
A Hot Boy microwave oven
Tatooted up, booted up, none of you bitches lovin'
Your windows are tinted?
You got a g and a half andyou ready to spend it?
You don't fuck with dem
Nike tennis?
You play with
Barettaz?You sleep in the
Royal Sonesta?
You won't fuck
Vanessa?You got chopperz up on ya dresser?
You believe in
God but can you handle it when it's hard?
And represent your ward?
You be stalkin' the boulevard ?
Put up a solja rag, throw up a solja rag
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Throw up a solja rag, put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag, put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag, put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag, throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag, throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag, throw up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag, throw up a solja rag
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