Juvenile - It's Like That lyrics

[Trick Daddy] I just hope y'all n***as know That when it's time that you n***as gotta be ready for war You n***as gotta be prepared You n***as gotta know that I'm serious about this sh** I'mma run 'em down, n***a I've done been used, abused, and accused of things that ain't true And been told some sh** about some things that ain't even new But what I done heard is true, I know y'all done heard it too Been saying sh** like Trick run hit from a bird or two And y'all claiming that I'm the man I got these banging a** b**hes standing around with their hands out Word is on the streets is that a n***a like me Done went from jack boy from dope boy in less than a week See I got more snitches and b**hes than my clique ever saw And I hang with crooked a** judges, lawyers, cops, and robbers I wish I had a block of that sh** I give my block to my chick And set up shop in this b**h I wish I meant a country b**h from a hick town and I Send her to get a table and break a whole half of brick down Y'all n***as know it cost money to go to war And I know a couple n***as with a couple of millions to blow, it's on 1 - [Jim Crow] It's on, just stay calm We ain't bullsh**tin' n***a we droppin' bombs Uhh it's like that Ain't done right the first time we coming back It's on, just stay calm We ain't bullsh**tin' n***a we droppin' bombs Uhh it's like that Ain't done right the first time we coming back [Jim Crow] Ha, Cha Cha We got the hoes in a headlock now Cha A new millennium baby Make 'em bounce, make 'em bounce [Cha Cha] Where can I start cause baby girl ain't go no ghetto tales I'd rather tell how good the leather smell in the SL That was eleventh and twelfth Been ahead of myself So these broads been trying to ride before accepted this wealth Wasn't born with silver spoons Seen plenty of silver moons Sat in mid June on the beaches of Cancun And that was just family trips Ride in grip family whips Now it's my own candy six, n***a you ain't hand me this So what you beefin' this? Believe me this I'll have you on your knees for this Just pleading the fifth You acting real displeased with this, fatigued a bit? You're messing with this seasoned chick That'll leave ya sick Take it all, y'all won't be needing Call her six, no let mommy hold the keys to this Don't even trip you know we like two peas in this Breathe evilness And we won't split until we even this Deceitfulness, where it's at, yeah Repeat 1 [Juvenile] I just come up with money from busting heads And n***as I f** with just got out of the feds My paper done got scraped So naw cool relax Yo Juve what you doing? Look I'm just chilling to the max My n***as already left me and they ain't coming back I look like a drug dealer They think I'm selling crack If the motherf**in' money ain't right I ain't handling it n***a I don't wanna talk to you so stop mouthing Can't you see that Juve 'bout his business boy? Or do I have to put holes in your kidneys boy? Straight up knock the b**h out We'll pick the b**h up Then get rough and duck, cut them, Cha is loose in the cut Look that wouldn't happen to you if you'd mind her And y'all been hustling, warning this is my turn f** the press, f** a tv, f** a cd When you got money come and see me Repeat 1 (2x)