Juvenile:
I hate to be doin 5 but 10 even worse
I ma take it before the district attourney strike worse
Beside he know what I did and they got evidence
And I m not about to play with them people inteligence
Muthafuckaz try to staypeep me at my residence
Chargin me for homicidethey say it was negligent
Fuck itI ma accept my lick when it come to me
Now let me see how many of these bitches gon run for me
Shitmy breath funky with a migraine headache
Big pissed off cause I know I made a mistake
But that s what I get fuckin with pussy ass niggaz
And 2 dollar hoes that ll trade you for cash figures
They did that. but I got a way to get em back
Not with the police though Juve ain t no rat
Nigga tell me shit I done fallen for the end
And you woulda had that dick look when you d caught that 10

Chorus: Juvenile (2x)
You gon take em (Five)
Are you gon take that shit to trial
And gon be denied
Violate probation when you just got caughtwith that ride
That alibi ain t gon work
Ain t it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin that dirt

Juvenile:
All the money in the world can t even move you
Your lawyers tryin to fuck youthe judge tryin to lose you
The district attourney don t give a fuck about y all
Cause he gotta run run for office again in the fall
So everything he cross examine he tryin to fuck over
Grudges on his shouldertryin to read his quota
You wastin ya time boy when you wastin they time
Cause they ll start off with a nickel and try and give you a dime
You think I m lyin go ask my cousin KC
You think I m lyin go ask my cousin Ducky
Both of my niggaz just cam home from doin a bit
Both of my niggaz know what encarceration is
Lil Daddyyou fightin a war you can t win
Your guilty as charged soon as them people stand up in
So accept ya lickyou got caught with more than a brick
And you ain t gon see the streets til two-thousand and six

Chorus: Juvenile (2x)

Juvenile:
It s sharks out here boyniggaz be rattin
You be up in penitentiary and don t know what happened
Lawyou re tellin me you re wanted for murder and kidknappin
Short on they information so they lyin and scrappin
You don t want to be in jail that ain t you re place
When your child graduate you gon look her in the face
Tell her lil wodie out there hustlin somewhere across the nation
All in the projectstake that probation
Believe it or notyou be up in the cell block
Far away from home where you can t eeven sell rocks
Bitches ain t on your side like up in the bricks
Cause once you up in the jailhouse they searchin for that dick
Sco nocho noI m single
My man up in jailI can still mingle
I m my own womanfuck whowhator when
My man can t whip mecause he doin ten

Chorus: Juvenile (4x)

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