U Cant See Me
Исполнитель: Juvenile
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<br>Chorus:<br><br><br><br>Now you cant hang around, my crew or my clique,<br><br>Especially if you aint about no gangsta shit,<br><br>You cant hang around, my crew or my clique,<br><br>Especially if you aint about no gangsta shit<br><br><br><br>First verse:<br><br><br><br>Kirbys round the corner playin bones with russ,<br><br>Im waitin for my bitch to get off of the bus,<br><br>She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,<br><br>So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,<br><br>She came to, I had a blunt to blow,<br><br>After that, ima be ready to fuck this hoe,<br><br>I ran up in it for an hour or so,<br><br>Put her back in the bus and took a route to the store,<br><br>Picked up some brew for the rest of my crew,<br><br>And a couple of cigars for a blunt or two,<br><br>Headed for the d.j. way on teledonna,<br><br>Now this area was all about drama,<br><br>Hoes was sweatin, I had my shades on,<br><br>Ready to put the dick on any bitch that I played on,<br><br>Now whats the haps with you and your clique? <br><br>I dont think you want no more gangsta shit,<br><br>Mo I can roll, Im just a baller from the south,<br><br>Ready to knock any muthafuckin pussy out,<br><br>I got bitches on the side wanna ride with nine,<br><br>But dont understand the way that I kicks the style,<br><br>But Im a flexor, to riggedy-wrecks-a nigga from the nolia,<br><br>Im goin out everytime when I kick Im like a solja,<br><br>Niggas dont understand the way that I flow,<br><br>The fliz-no is slow, so check this out bro<br><br><br><br>Chorus<br><br><br><br>Second verse:<br><br><br><br>I kicks the shit that make them niggas say "ooh",<br><br>Thatll make them hoes say "yeah, that must be that nigga juv",<br><br>Im from the, wild side of the city,<br><br>What a pity, Im wild, like a muthafuckin crazed frank nitty,<br><br>Im not the old days nigga thats comin with the gats,<br><br>Nigga where you at? nigga where you at? nigga where you at? <br><br>Give me a bag of powder, watch me twitch,<br><br>I might go crazy and wanna kill in this bitch,<br><br>I seen a lot of niggas talk shit about me,<br><br>But dont know a muthafuckin thing about me,<br><br>So keep my name outta your mouth and you just might just dont see the glock,<br><br>Pop everytime I see your ass on my block,<br><br>Shop close for the hoes, that used to think that juv would trick,<br><br>But bitch how you feel? cuz you aint got shit,<br><br>Niggas wanna play these games and dont know,<br><br>That I am the wickedest one you know bro,<br><br>Im just a nigga from off the side,<br><br>So whats up? Im bout to rock in the house, right? <br><br>Microphone check one two, now whats the haps? <br><br>Its time for me to put my neighborhood on the map,<br><br>Im from the neighborhood of the wild magnolia,<br><br>Home of the killas, the trillas, the soljas,<br><br>Droppin muthafuckas like an everyday habit,<br><br>If I see your fine, sexy bitch, ima stab it,<br><br>Comin from my head, my skin tone is red,<br><br>Ready to put the muthafuckin black boy to bed,<br><br>I aint never was afraid of no war,<br><br>Cuz where I come from, we snort powder and we roar<br><br><br><br>Chorus<br><br><br><br>Third verse:<br><br><br><br>Im in the nolia, lookin for the poppers,<br><br>Took me a hit off the blunt, then I spot her,<br><br>Hoe that I know, bout twenty years of age,<br><br>A pepper-red bitch with extensions in her head,<br><br>Now she was the type to put you in a plot ball,<br><br>Her last old man done got his head knocked off,<br><br>But fuck I want the pussy so lets see what shes about,<br><br>She gave me the phone number and the address to her house,<br><br>I passed by late, she stayed on south mero,<br><br>Walked in the door with my three eight zero,<br><br>Popped on that ass, got her nothin, I was outty,<br><br>Now she calls me sayin how she feel about me,<br><br>"come back to me, juvenile, Im beggin you please",<br><br>"wont you just come back to me, juvenile, Im beggin you please",<br><br>Now, if I was king, just imagine that shit,<br><br>Id have the queen back smackin that bitch,<br><br>Now drop to your knees and kiss, and you tease,<br><br>Of that, hell of a guy mister j-u-v,<br><br>I want riches, fuck bitches and them hoes,<br><br>No better than a sweater, fella, cuz I wont let her,<br><br>Hoe blow my head off, and take me off ground,<br><br>Knowin inside that a bitch could bring me down,<br><br>Juvenile let a hoe trap me? <br><br>That aint the hamp, Im on the map aiyyo Im in the house,<br><br>And Im on the map g<br><br><br><br>Chorus