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juvenile baby - real talk كلمات أغنية

[intro]
hmm, gang, hmm, gang, hmm (ayy, mitro, this sh_t violent, gang)
yeah, n_gga
psh, hmm (uh, yeah)
psh, yeah
man, i don’t know if i wanna come on this b_tch and motheruckin’ freestyle (i think i wanna go off top my head)
or go to talkin’ on that b_tch, nah_uh
f_ck it (grrt, grrt, huh, you feel me now?)
i’ma just ride the b_tch like that (gang)

[chorus]
i done took a couple losses, can’t say i ain’t get discouraged (i ain’t get discouraged, n_gga)
tryna leave the streets alone, but i can’t lie, i lowkey love it (i lowkey love it, n_gga)
i ain’t no crashout, push me hard enough, i might say f_ck it (grrah, grrah, i might say f_ck it, n_gga)
chopper make you move left and right, teach me how to dougie (grrah, grrah, grrah)
nowadays the fake n_ggas get applauded (what? man, what the f_ck?)
and the real n_ggas hard to find, you don’t see ’em often (that sh_t, you don’t see it often)
hoes f_ckin’ with the kid but they ain’t got nothin’ to offer (ain’t got nothin’ to offer, n_gga, what?)
people push you to your limits, when you snap, now it’s uncalled for, sh_t be crazy (what the f_ck?)

[verse]
who your daddy? puttin’ belt to n_ggas ass like i made him (like i made him)
closed mouths don’t get fed, you tryna eat, then b_tch, say somethin’ (n_gga, speak up)
ain’t n0body showed the route, it wasn’t there until i made one (until i made one)
hopin’ for the best but ready for the worst when that day come (that’s on my mama, n_gga)
you gotta watch the sh_t that n_ggas say when y’all on bad terms (when y’all on bad terms)
you better watch your b_tch if she ain’t givin’ up her password (she ain’t givin’ up her password, on god, n_gga)
before i front a p, i gotta see you move a half first (move a half first, n_gga)
i can’t say too much, but he saw me before his last words (grrah, grrah, grrah, before his last words)
that gangster sh_t go out the window when your ass ain’t got no money (you ain’t got no money, you ain’t got no n_gga)
better get in motion, hoes f_ckin’ when you look like somethin’ (b_tch, when you look like somethin’, n_gga)
tired of hearin’ ’bout the old sh_t these n_ggas coulda done (these n_ggas coulda done, what?)
fifty shots less than a f_ckin’ second, that’s a fully gun (grrah, grrah, grrah, n_gga)
i’m out here puttin’ in overtime, ain’t lookin’ for no sympathy (ain’t for no sympathy, what? what?)
anything that left out of my life wasn’t met for me (that sh_t wasn’t meant for me)
i keep that pistol close (n_gga), comin’ back home isn’t guaranteed (grrah, grrah, isn’t guaranteed, n_gga)
i want the best for all the opps, i just want them to rest in peace (to rest in peace, n_gga)
n_ggas talk a lot of sh_t but they be quicker on they feet (quicker on they feet, yeah)
i ain’t shootin’ out no car, i walk down so you know it’s me (know it’s me, n_gga)
wake up, gettin’ money everyday, this sh_t be on repeat (this sh_t on repeat, b_tch, what? what?)
i spit this hot sh_t off the top my head before i heard this beat (yeah)
[chorus]
i done took a couple losses, can’t say i ain’t get discouraged (i ain’t get discouraged, n_gga)
tryna leave the streets alone, but i can’t lie, i lowkey love it (b_tch, i love this sh_t)
i ain’t no crashout, push me hard enough, i might say f_ck it (yeah, grrah, grrah, b_tch)
chopper make you move left and right, teach me how to dougie (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, n_gga)
nowadays the fake n_ggas get applauded (they get applauded)
and the real n_ggas hard to find, you don’t see ’em often (don’t see it often, don’t see ’em often, n_gga)
hoes f_ckin’ with the kid but they ain’t got nothin’ to offer (nothin’ to offer, n_gga)
people push you to your limits, when you snap, now it’s uncalled for, sh_t be crazy (n_gga)

- juvenile baby

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