Topsongs van Roy Jones Jr.
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Awood Johnson
Songwriter:in
Roy Jones Jr.
Songwriter:in
Terius Gray
Songwriter:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Juvie, take me to the club, big dawg
[Verse 2]
Now many think, they'll step in the square
They got some killers up in here and they hating a playa
Disregard, but you're South Side
Pay attention the waist, I don't think you want a dent in your face
Say, hot bachelor, dared her to be cool
You came in with some shit on your mind, well me too
I'm just tryna sip something, me and Warren tryna flip something
We chilling, so quick bucking
I'm hard, like I've been on Viagra all my life
I put the dick down on me, some meds every night
As far as I'm concerned, everything here is copacetic
So, clench on tight to your hope that she sure can get it
Talk that shit, now, walk that walk
I beat a whore in her mouth till she can't talk
I catch ya at the light with the car in park
Surely I finish anything I start
[Verse 3]
What, if you don't want it
I'd advise you don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
[Verse 4]
Get the fuck now, better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
[Verse 5]
I'm in the cut on the hunt for a hot piece
**** all in my mouth like they got beef
Not me, ****, you don't want my troubles
'Cause shit could turn dark quick if I touch ya
Now mush, you just get buck for your beef
'Cause **** don't look that tough when they asleep
And me, I'd rather be with a dime on a grind
Instead of checking this **** for disrespecting my mind
'Cause I'm Mr. Jones, a **** with pistol stones
Split your dome, and we'll have to get the chrome
Fix your tone, unless you 'bout getting on
A whole 'nother level 'cause I'm past that shit you on
Get it, got it, good, gangsta
My **** out here would spank ya
But I ain't wanna go that route
You know the deal, brother
Knocking **** off, or knocking **** out for real
[Verse 6]
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
[Verse 7]
Get the fuck now, better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
[Verse 8]
Give me the stage, let me rep for the Nine
Full of that pit car, I'm toting that iron
Full of that killa, my head is bad
But I bet I could cock it, pull the trigger and blast
Look out, Shaggy, I'm telling you to your face
Now you gon' be the cause of people dyin' in this place
I'm thugged out, you see P, let me go
It's simple and plain, y'ain't gonna play me like a hoe
'Cause Ninth Ward **** don't play that shit
Don't bring a six shooter, we poppin' a hundred a clip
We runnin' lip, and I'ma serve you hard like Serena
Cut a hole in your head, big as Pasadena
I'm a dog, I make the biggest **** bow
And I ain't forgot, I just ain't hustled in a while
Piss me off, see I blicka, blicka, BLAST
Grab you by your neck and put this pistol in your fucking ass
[Verse 9]
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
If you don't want it, I advise you, don't start it
We could get retarded, fuck around and get slaughtered
[Verse 10]
Get the fuck now, better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Get the fuck now, you better get the fuck now
Written by: Awood Johnson, Roy Jones Jr., Terius Gray