I Got That Work

[Baby]<br>For sure, lil` one<br>I know what you`re goin` through to shine<br>Niggas pullin` off all type of shit<br>But, look: if you don`t know what you`re doin`, <br>you`d better catch the sideline<br>Catch the sideline<br><br>Nigga, the block look the same - it`s just crack and cocaine<br>Niggas losin` but we still maintainin`<br>Livin` life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand<br>Knockin` project bricks<br>Flippin` chickens, and movin` out quick<br>Hard-hustlin` `cause we love slingin` this white shit<br>S.S., Monte Carlo`s, hard-tops - we love that shit<br>`Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique<br>We multiply everyday for the bullshit<br>For the hood shit<br>Burned down buildin`s ain`t no good, slick<br>Niggas pullin` auctions on they own cars to get money quick<br>Then we dippin` and dabbin`<br>Goin` back to the labbin`<br>Lil` niggas payin` me for cookin` they slabbin`<br>Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin`<br>Chargin` them young g`s ten G`s for cookin` they slabs<br>Say, lil` wodie, I gots to have it<br><br>(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])<br>It`s a hard life we livin` - they `bout they drama<br>We earn stripes from killin` - attack like piranhas<br><br>[Lil` Wayne]<br>Look<br>Look<br>On the streets it ain`t sweet<br>They be (?)<br>It`s not a game, homeboy - this ain`t the NFL<br>Him just (?) from rippin` with the mid-deck twelve<br>Hit the block in twin-SL`s, and spit at gals<br>You get that, pal?<br>Once it`s war, nigga, skip town<br>`Cause if I don`t do it, be swimmin` with fish, clown<br>Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters<br>If the drama happen to hit town, I`m `nappin` your daughter<br>If the broad try to flip out, I`m cuttin` her water<br>If your boys try to help out, I`m killin` they fathers<br>When and wherever<br>What and however - you bring it good<br>I`ll have your mom singin` "Hmmm hmm hmmm"<br>Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways<br>So I ride with K`s to knock off the side of heads<br>But I`m tryin` to stay man, I`m tryin` to stay focused<br>What I`m tryin` to say we gon` bust it wide open!<br><br>(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])<br><br>[Mannie Fresh]<br>What<br>What<br>Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers<br>Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherfuckers<br>Hit it, quit it, fuck it, leave it, flee<br>No evidence at your residence - that`s me<br>Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard<br>Preachers and teachers sayin`, "I`m surprised you lasted."<br>Guns, drugs, bitches hot sex<br>Weed, crack, heroin - what`s next?<br>Feds, cops, killers politicians<br>Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions<br>Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders<br>N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters<br>Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins<br>Scatter sites, knocked out lights, projects by the dozens<br>And cars, broads, murders ghetto life<br>I went through all that shit <br>for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice<br><br>(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])<br><br>[Juvenile]<br>I`ve been blessed<br>I thank the Lord everyday<br>for gettin` me from `round these devils in these dark hallways<br>How the fuck you gonna help me when I don`t care?<br>Niggas see me front it all - they just look and stare<br>And talk about how it should be and how it could be<br>Bentley in my basement - ain`t nobody understood me<br>Take care of your people like you take care of your kids<br>`Cause money ain`t shit when you don`t know how to live<br>And niggas gon` pretend to be your friend when they ain`t<br>You expect `em to be there until the end, but they can`t<br>Now, how many of you can say you`re a real nigga?<br>Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya<br>You gon` know your nigga - he gon` be there, still with ya<br>Whether if it`s talkin` or slingin` the steal with ya<br>Don`t answer nobody questions