Hot Boys - Take It Off Your Shoulder lyrics

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[Juvenile]

I bust you in your motherfuckin mouth for talkin

The beast of the beasts here

1 of us not walkin

Hope you got your Gibauds and yo Reeboks straped on tight

Cuz this gne be some shit im bowt 2 do dat you won't like

Picture this, a chrome hot, to your dome hot

I was a bitch before I drew down, now I got a new sound

You found a nigga that you though was a hoe

Took sumthn from ya family dat u valued the most

Froze tha beef

Chose to creep, by mah lady she pregnant 4rm me

She 5 months, so we lookin at oh 3

B4 mah babi touch down

Look man I gotta live, cant get mah head bust now

Im bustin at niggaz beefin ova mah patnaz iz gne

All my people in tha projectz wit a lot of dat chrome

Playin a chess game, gotta keep my eye on this man

I dnt kno abowt Adam & Eve, but i can vouge 4 me

[Chorus:]

I take It off your shoulder

Look I be thuggin in the nolia

You better do what I told ya

Unless you want to get fuckd over

[Juvenile]

Watch yourself, it's getting bad and dangerous

We bowt dat foolishness, so niggaz scared 2 hang wit us

Me, Charlie Brown, and B.R. dressd up in black

Ridin around every ward ready 2 jack

Ddnt used to be like that, till the drought rolled round

Niggaz like to play wit me, i'm kickn in doors down

Curlyhead on mah back 24/7

I gotta deal with these niggas and bitches be 2-11

Wht do u call a nigga dat be duckin the law

Wht do u call a nigga who just shot up your car

What do u call them niggas that be ready for war

What you call them niggas that be goin too far

Hot Boys ridin round with dat kerosene

Running through everything

Doin shyt dat u neva seen

Frm da Mag to da Nolia to da Melphamine

Niggaz tawkn about it, but very seldom ive seen

Juve, duckn dem feds, runnin around wit Big Red

Poppin dem K's

And ill lay 1 to ya head

Datz how dem niggaz play it

I kno u heard uz

Cumn, a buncha murdaz

It startz wen i get ???

Word up, some muthafuckaz claimn dey be represetin

But he aint 4rm dat Nolia, so dis shyt aint worth me listenin

It go through mah system like an addiction

Interrogatin mindz of mah victims

They cant see bkuz they vision, is taken

Im makin ??? owt believers

When mah blood pressure getz high, hold up yo ??? beater

Cuz thiz nigga, will not be hushed

Livin in dat UPT and in GOD we trust

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]

If I wasnt a thinker, I probably be dead by now

One of these niggas be quick to bust my head by now

Alive or not, im still survivn

Im through wit kniven

Now I got my enemy drivin, and i kno dat nigga robbin

Ima tell dat nigga, let me owt in tha light

And when he put dat bitch in park, dats da end of his life

Play wit mah ppl, look nigga I gotta plan

U kan tell when im runnin 200 keys of that sand

I'm a marked man, so id rather put that shit in yall hand

And ima be shot callin, all my niggas ballin

Juve you bout it

Wayne you bout it

Turk you bout it

Derrick you bout it

Slim you bout it

Baby you bout it

Fresh iz you bout it?

Tank you bout it

Rusty you bout it

And B.G., you bout it, you bout it

This investigation on me

Diz bitch i waz fuckn gave information on me

And itz gonna be a bitch 2 meet these alligations

They tried to torture wit questionz me at the police station

And if there's no cooperation

They'll inject tha streetz wit playa hatin,

Tell 'em im turnin state and

Niggas gonna be waiting

FUCK THAT

I'd rather take my chances

Put tha bitch in a minute

I rearrange and ban shit

[Chorus]

Thanks to james hill for these lyrics