"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"
[Juvenile]
Nigga know I hate his gutsso he don t cross my path
Cause he know I ve been survivin all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga called hisself killin my dog
But he didn tthoughso I m tyin up him and his broad
Betta say somethin and it betta be what I wanna hear
I m listenin - scary bitches started shittin and pissin
You might see him on a milk cartondog - he still missin
Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin
LookI ve been itchin to get bitchesmoneyand jewels
I know some nigga s got a package - I ma run with the fool
Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong
Cause niggas is followersand some of em led wrong
But if I bust a cap in emI will be dead wrong
They don t know what s happenin and I ain t gonna say it to em
Cause bitches be catchin conversation inspectin
And fuck up and give them people some bad information
Hook [Juvenile]
Now point the nigga out if he wan do it with me
Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain t nothin to me
LookI got somethin I m totin that ll cut you in three
"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"
[Juvenile]
You se a certified clown in my eyes
That s the reason why half of your hood got shit bags on your side
You talk a good gamebut you a ho when they ride
Nigga don t have to look for you - they know you inside
You probly got your tail in your assyour thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you don t come in your house
Motherfuckerwhere all the shit you said you was bout?
Let you tell it - you been bout bustin heads in the south
[B.G.]
Can t be fuckin with no lamefake
ain t even gon watch your backnigga
Get popped - can t handle the pressure and ratnigga
Take the whole clique down runnin his lips
Can t come back in the bricks nowhe ll get flipped
It s a cold gamebut I don t give a fuckmy nigga
I feel threatened by anybodyI ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a millfuck my bitch -
I take this game to heartunless niggas disagree
Hook [Juvenile]
[B.G.]
I m a lil man - stand my ground no matter what
Glock glued to my hand - there s no one you can trust
Niggas turned on they own nigga behind Geez
If I think they won t turn on meI m outta luck
So I roll first - cock and shoot first
Gotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You want me?
Nothin between us but air and opportunity
Don t talk bout what you gon do - do itnigga
Cause you re wastin your breath - go headprove itnigga
Shit s real - I ain t got time to fake
Time s money - I ain t got time to waste
But on the straight with me bein real
To let others niggas know I don t fake - ya gotta get killed
Ohbitch-nigga playin with a rich nigga like me
Ya wind up six feetclown
Hook [Juvenile]
Now point the nigga out if he wan do it with me
Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain t nothin to me
LookI got somethin I m totin that ll cut you in three
"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"
Now point the nigga out if he wan do it with me
Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain t nothin to me
LookI got somethin I m totin that ll cut you in three
"K-k-kick it!"
Now point the nigga out if he wan do it with me
Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain t nothin to me
LookI got somethin I m totin that ll cut you in three
[Juvenile {talking}]
Step up!
Wherever the fuck you isnigga
Don t throw a motherfuckin brick
and hide your hand like a ol pussy-assnigga
"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"
Come out to the lightnigga - let me see who you is
You wan do me somethin or harm my kidsniggashow your face
Make it known you re beefin with me
Know wh I m sayin
Ol scary-ass nigga gon hide
Come out hereplaya - catch me all over New Orleansnigga
On the blockin the hoodwherever
B.G.niggaalways on V.L.
We gon keep it real - know wh I m sayin
"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"
"One! Two! Three! Kick it!"

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