Juvenile - Tha Man lyrics

[Juvenile]

I'ma stay thuggin, how I came is how I leave

When I say somethin, best believe that's how it be

Motherfuckers, too - yeah I said it, nigga, I mean it

Bitch was dressed in gangsta and switch, wodie, I seen it

One of these Juvie-fuckin' hoes gon' get you caught up

Me, I wear ReeBoks and Girbauds, and play it smarter

If them boys in tha ben, they go bluckahda on tha block

I'ma be gettin' somewhere, your ass gonna get shot

You paid 1500... I paid 5999

Got diamonds and Rolexes that shine at tha same time

I ain't scared... but I ain't dumb, and I ain't stupid

I know how ta survive in tha project and how ta do shit

If I hit a hustle I ain't tellin' tha biz

'Cause tha witness will tell them people who tha murderer is

Your main man'll put four or five to your wig

Take tha Coke can and throw you off the side of the bridge

Gotta be able to think, gotta know when to move out

Gotta read through the lines, gotta know what these hoes 'bout

Gotta separate your business from your family and friends

Gotta bust a nigga head if he plottin to do you in

I done did dirt, so I know what's tha consequences

Let my shit burst, tryin' ta knock out a nigga denchures

Always keep cool to see through these fools

Cause we do the shit that people see on the news

So, follow me now into a world of stress

Where wodie tryin' ta get it all 'cause he don't settle for less

Ain't satisfied 'til all of his beef is put to rest

Slangin' that iron... with a soldier rag on his neck

And credit for they people in case they wanna connect

He ain't hidin'.. he still ridin'.. in the 'jects

He gotta be willin' to play tha game 'til his death

Nigga bangin'.. hit you in your brain, now who next

I be cool at all times and acknowledge.. when I'm wrong

Shit I went through when tha Feds got my game real small

I'm not tha smartest motherfucker walkin

But I can tell a fake motherfucker when he talkin

My daddy always told me, "Boy, don't be a follower

You got a lot of pride, but some you need to swallow up

You keep that attitude, you won't see tomorrow, bruh"

I soak it up, and got better as a hustler

[Lil' Turk]

I'm a head buster, I'll Strait Up blow u nigga

Young thugger

Fuck up, I show ya, nigga, that I don't play

Keep a K for protection

With fifty... never run without my weapon

I stand out here, tie ducked with bandanas

I show no fear, what'chu 'bout we can handle

I'm real as they came, a untamed guerrilla

'Bout bustin' your brains, whoever be wit'cha

I have no pics, I split your shit

Whoever you with, I'ma split they shit

Ya steal or get stole, wet or get wet

Bust or get bust on, move a chest or lose a chest

Try not to miss when you cock back and shoot

You shoot and miss, then it's all on you

Ain't no game, it's real dog, live or ya die

Real in tha field, dog, ya live or ya die

Even though I'm a lil' bitty nigga

Look, I got big nuts and they hang low, nigga

I ain't scared ta bust

Want beef, let me know.. and look, we can tear this bitch up

You or me.. me or you.. gon' bite tha dust

Wuz up, nigga

Wuz up, nigga

You afraid, go ta church, I ain't scared at all

Lose your head, fuck with Turk, 'cause I'm knockin' it off

I'ma keep my hands clean, ride for some change

Niggas gon' ride for me, niggas that's untamed

Niggas who bang that heroin, or snort that cocaine

Niggas out that project don't mind sprayin' thangs

Fools who that slang that iron for me (When tha beef start)

When tha beef start, ride for me

You ready to ride for me