time I seen my boy was down in juvenile court I tell my players hold your head and keep your glock by your side Don't be scared to up and bust when they
shookin' police Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for a release date Wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my surroundings My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be
ATV, you murdered every line Too old to be a child star Too young to take leads Four seasons passed And they axed you Nervous juvenile Won't smile!
m comin' to get a nigga ass, like I'm them white folks Look, better be bout it, if not better be rowdy It's all in yo mind ha?, You gone shine, ha I doubt
the most you've seen I got the same affects on both coasts And everything hot on fo' wheels, homey, I'm ghost Do you, stop tryna be me, stop tryna be
most you've seen I got the same affects on both coasts And erthing hot on 4 wheels Homie I'm ghost [Chorus:] Do you Stop tryin to be me Stop tryin to be
wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down Cause you can be touched
be shoutin' one love but wearin' black gloves Some niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for play Them niggas shouldn't be respected,
be shoutin' one love but wearin black gloves Some niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for play Them niggas shouldn't be respected, they
back on the streets with six months of probation Can't go out the state so I can't take no vacation Got to watch my conversation cause them people a fool Got to be
set if off U get flopped of da top ( chorus repeat) Juvenile: welcome to magnolia norm soldier with bombs Mommy knew I would blow up cause calm for so long For the president dat be
*ck the world Chorus 2x [Turk] Niggas be wantin' to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million? Own boys be
, hot! (juvenile): Wodie, what kinda nigga that be full of that 'dro What kinda nigga freak shop like a eskimo (b.g.): Juve, what kinda nigga wanna be
, Hot! (Juvenile): Wodie, what kinda nigga that be full of that 'dro What kinda nigga freak shop like a eskimo (B.G.): Juve, What kinda nigga wanna be
I hear somebody bustin' choppers They be makin' it hot they be killin' my block They be havin' them whole people scared up They be havin' them lil' children
licks that you did, that dope gotcha' gone now you can't even take care ya own kids, everything you had, all that shit gone down the drain, used to be
better think before you do because you don't I be bustin' heads, running from feds, duckin' laws Ride all day don't rest til I kill 'em all I be thuggin
the bricks - got nothing But I don't play nigga, try'na take mine from him For him ta know I was gone - know I wasn't home Somebody had ta be inorder