HOT BOY$ - Take It Off Your Shoulder lyrics
[Juvenile]
I bust you in your motherfuckin mouth for talkin
The beast of the beasts here
1 of us not walkin
Hope you got your Gibauds and yo Reeboks straped on tight
Cuz this gne be some shit im bowt 2 do dat you won't like
Picture this, a chrome hot, to your dome hot
I was a bitch before I drew down, now I got a new sound
You found a nigga that you though was a hoe
Took sumthn from ya family dat u valued the most
Froze tha beef
Chose to creep, by mah lady she pregnant 4rm me
She 5 months, so we lookin at oh 3
B4 mah babi touch down
Look man I gotta live, cant get mah head bust now
Im bustin at niggaz beefin ova mah patnaz iz gne
All my people in tha projectz wit a lot of dat chrome
Playin a chess game, gotta keep my eye on this man
I dnt kno abowt Adam & Eve, but i can vouge 4 me
[Chorus:]
I take It off your shoulder
Look I be thuggin in the nolia
You better do what I told ya
Unless you want to get fuckd over
[Juvenile]
Watch yourself, it's getting bad and dangerous
We bowt dat foolishness, so niggaz scared 2 hang wit us
Me, Charlie Brown, and B.R. dressd up in black
Ridin around every ward ready 2 jack
Ddnt used to be like that, till the drought rolled round
Niggaz like to play wit me, i'm kickn in doors down
Curlyhead on mah back 24/7
I gotta deal with these niggas and bitches be 2-11
Wht do u call a nigga dat be duckin the law
Wht do u call a nigga who just shot up your car
What do u call them niggas that be ready for war
What you call them niggas that be goin too far
Hot Boys ridin round with dat kerosene
Running through everything
Doin shyt dat u neva seen
Frm da Mag to da Nolia to da Melphamine
Niggaz tawkn about it, but very seldom ive seen
Juve, duckn dem feds, runnin around wit Big Red
Poppin dem K's
And ill lay 1 to ya head
Datz how dem niggaz play it
I kno u heard uz
Cumn, a buncha murdaz
It startz wen i get ???
Word up, some muthafuckaz claimn dey be represetin
But he aint 4rm dat Nolia, so dis shyt aint worth me listenin
It go through mah system like an addiction
Interrogatin mindz of mah victims
They cant see bkuz they vision, is taken
Im makin ??? owt believers
When mah blood pressure getz high, hold up yo ??? beater
Cuz thiz nigga, will not be hushed
Livin in dat UPT and in GOD we trust
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
If I wasnt a thinker, I probably be dead by now
One of these niggas be quick to bust my head by now
Alive or not, im still survivn
Im through wit kniven
Now I got my enemy drivin, and i kno dat nigga robbin
Ima tell dat nigga, let me owt in tha light
And when he put dat bitch in park, dats da end of his life
Play wit mah ppl, look nigga I gotta plan
U kan tell when im runnin 200 keys of that sand
I'm a marked man, so id rather put that shit in yall hand
And ima be shot callin, all my niggas ballin
Juve you bout it
Wayne you bout it
Turk you bout it
Derrick you bout it
Slim you bout it
Baby you bout it
Fresh iz you bout it?
Tank you bout it
Rusty you bout it
And B.G., you bout it, you bout it
This investigation on me
Diz bitch i waz fuckn gave information on me
And itz gonna be a bitch 2 meet these alligations
They tried to torture wit questionz me at the police station
And if there's no cooperation
They'll inject tha streetz wit playa hatin,
Tell 'em im turnin state and
Niggas gonna be waiting
FUCK THAT
I'd rather take my chances
Put tha bitch in a minute
I rearrange and ban shit
[Chorus]
Thanks to james hill for these lyrics
