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400 Degrees

アーティスト:Juvenile 

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400 degreez You see me, I eat, sleep, shit and talk rap You see that 98 Mercedes on TV, I bought that I had some felony charges, I fought that Been sent to no return but still was ball back Nigga, threw some slangs at me, Whodi, I caught that I punished them lil' bitches before they get car jack Now I'm lookin' for they family and padnuh's to war back If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that? Niggas disrespect me, I'ma be in all black 'Companied by some niggas 'bout killin' and all that Me, Cory, and Mer-C, gettin' ducked off Ride top down, so, we let the trucks pause In the Jeep, ridin' four deep, I booted up (You don't want to fuck with me) At these niggas claimin' they know me, uh? Bitch, what? I'll bust ya' ass up Don't even go there, Whodi, 'cause I'm ready to mask up I heard about the money, that's some nice change For the right price, I'll bust the right brain If must a nigga try, I can't do the right thing Only God knows what the future might bring Nigga, might be shot, nigga, might be tri-flamed Nigga, might survive, if he 'bout that right flame With somethin' that'll stop a nigga from playin' Somethin' like a chopper or a grenade in his hand Boy, look, nigga, don't play no games no mo' Nigga'll bust ya' head if you bang his ho' Attitude adjustments, do y'all need? Don't call in the enforcements, nigga, call me I bet'cha, I'll get them niggas off yo block


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