 |
0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z |
|
Lyrics >
J >
Juvenile lyrics >
Lil Boyz lyrics
Buy unreleased and rare Juvenile CDs & Vinyl records (over 189 titles available!)
Huh... You lil boyz don’t know what it mean ta get shot You lil boyz don’t wanna do nothin’ but hang on tha block Yoy lil boyz ain’t ready to go to tha pen You lil boyz ain’t ready to be sleepin’ with nothin’ but men You lil boyz better stay in your place You lil boyz ain’t gon’ be scared until you catch you a case You lil boyz be out here sniffin’ that furl You lil boyz gotta get loaded just to go in that world You lil boyz had better hit you a lick You lil boyz shouldn’t have ta ask another nigga for shit You lil boyz don’t even respect your momma You lil boyz don’t even have tha sense to be a big tymer You lil boyz swear to God it’s a game You lil boyz gotta kill somethin’ and get you a name You lil boyz always be makin’ a scene You lil boyz wanna be grown, and you’re still in your teens (chorus [lil’ wayne]) Look, you lil boyz better slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout to go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds Look, you lil boyz better ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout to go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds [baby] You lil boyz better clear tha block ’cause somebody done ran in my money spot Cock tha glocks, we prepared to pop Can’t let it slide ’cause these lil boyz ain’t right Somebody gon’ die tonight when we ride tonight I’ma clear your set if I heard your name up in my mess Best make a set trap, bust back with booby traps You’re outta line if you’re playin’ with mine Fuck these bezzel bitch niggas gon’ meet tha devil Lil boyz don’t know they playin’ with rainy weather Fuckin’ with my cheddar B.g., wayne, juvie, big tymers, whatever But, however, if I could do I’ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool (chorus [lil’ wayne]) You lil boyz better ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout ta go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha cut, it’s ’bout ta go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds Look [mannie fresh] Check it out, check it out You lil boyz make it happen, pack up y’all shit You lil boyz need to go ahead on and quit, see You lil boyz know y’all time is up You lil boyz need to (gimme gimme gimme) get tha fuck You lil boyz kinda like had ’99 But look, you lil boyz from today to lights out, it’s mine You lil boyz need ta (? ? ? ) with y’all’s friends You lil boyz really women with paws like mens You lil boyz stay out mine and worry ’bout yurn You lil boyz is tha right hook for this song ’cause y’all children You lil boyz need to stop stealin’ my beats You lil boyz think a producer won’t take y’all off y’all feets You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty You lil boyz add that up: zero zero zero comma, aw, fuck it, it’s plenty You lil boyz tell y’all baby-momma I’m back in town You lil boyz smiles done turned into frowns [lil’ wayne] Look, look, When.. i.. ride.. dog Chopper.. be on.. my.. side.. dog Niggas betta run.. duck.. hide.. dog ’cause I’m about to let.. bullets.. fly.. dog Bahdi-by-by Get it.. right, nigga They all know lil’ weezy ride at.. night, nigga I dip low, and I’m strapped up.. tight, nigga Duct tape your momma, and shoot off in your.. wife, nigga Look, ain’t nothin’ nice around here, stupid Keep playin’, you won’t see next year, stupid Keep sprayin’.. tha mac-11.. burst Hit ’em where it.. hurts I’ma shoot.. first Soak his.. shirt (ksshhh!) Blood all over tha place Hit tha block, have thugs all over tha place It’s lil’ wayne, nigga, whoa now If you don’t think you can hang, nigga, slow down (chorus [lil’ wayne]) Look, look, ’cause you lil boyz need ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout ta go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout ta go down Here come them niggas: soulja, reebok, and girbaud down There’s no remorse now ’bout to explode rounds [lil’ wayne] Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down Look, you lil boyz need ta slow down Up in tha mornin’, in tha court, it’s ’bout ta go down What  More Juvenile Song Lyrics
Other Top LyricsDo you love Juvenile? We have many more Juvenile lyrics on our site. Please looks around and have fun viewing our Juvenile song lyrics. |
| |||||||
|
|
