Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - Get It Right

[Juvenile]
You think this shit happened for me over tha night?
This is my life
Everybody know I be on a flight
to get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong
Nigga thought it wouldn`t happen to `em, but all of `em dead wrong
Singin` tha same song, sayin`, "Juvy ain`t shit!"
With a project nigga out here tellin` people he rich
When tha truth is: they wishin` they was in my shoes
I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves
And I`m seein` all these pussy-ass niggas tryin` ta be hard
Why ya fuckin` with mines? I ain`t fuckin` with y`all
Tha people runnin` your organization workin` for me, uh-huh
You didn`t know that, now you call for tha plea
Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be...
...than...chokin` these bullets up that`s comin` from me
With my T-shirt and Ree`s on
Cuz only God knows what these niggas be`s on

(Hook [Lil` Wayne])
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

[Lil` Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
Zip it!
Cock, then act a fool and make `em dip it (what?)
Chrome mack diply (what?)
Automatic spitty (what?)
I`m a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me
Do or die, survive with me (huh?)
Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh?)
Hit a block and then ride with me (huh?)
Cut `em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so?)
Then, Cita, he never walk again (so?)
Don`t play with them sharks again (oh)
I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month
See, I told `em, "Nobody move; nobody head bust."
Plus, a hundred rush, turn a boy to dust
Nigga, I`m a soldier, trust...I`ll blow a hole in your guts
And ain`t no "if", "and`s", or "but`s" (uh-uh)
You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)
Watch your lip, man, you`ll touch (uh-uh)
I`ll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)
Look, I`m straight thuggin`
Lookin` at niggas` fake muggin`
I`m runnin` with niggas that stay sufferin`
That ain` nothin`
It`s Wheezy Wheez
I show off behind cheese
Get full of trees
Here I come, you better leave

(Hook-2x [Lil` Wayne])
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa

[B.G. + (Lil` Wayne)]
Niggas know I could get ugly when it comes to that (To that)
Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if it comes to that (To that)
I ain`t no ho, if in beef I ain`t gon` run from that (From that)
You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz I`ll come for that (For that)
I keep pistols in my possession cuz I stays in shit (What?!)
I was raised watchin` niggas shoot out with K`s and shit (Wha?)
My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out tha back (Oh)
Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil` crack (Fo sho`)
Niggas respect me cuz they know my nuts be hangin`and swingin` (Hangin`)
If my toes get stepped on, I`m click-clackin` and bangin` (Bangin`)
I`ve been out here since I was, like, ten years old
Caught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-four
Scuffed my knees up, but the Lord, he pulled me out that
I`m ahead now, and ain`t no way that I`ma look back
Fresh laid tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute
Put tha gat down
But don`t think I still won`t act, busta

(Hook [Lil` Wayne])
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Get it right and keep it right
Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night
So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on
Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - Get It Right [Juvenile] You think this shit happened for me over tha night? This is my life Everybody know I be on a flight to get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong Nigga thought it wouldn`t happen to `em, but all of `em dead wrong Singin` tha same song, sayin`, "Juvy ain`t shit!" With a project nigga out here tellin` people he rich When tha truth is: they wishin` they was in my shoes I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves And I`m seein` all these pussy-ass niggas tryin` ta be hard Why ya fuckin` with mines? I ain`t fuckin` with y`all Tha people runnin` your organization workin` for me, uh-huh You didn`t know that, now you call for tha plea Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be... ...than...chokin` these bullets up that`s comin` from me With my T-shirt and Ree`s on Cuz only God knows what these niggas be`s on (Hook [Lil` Wayne]) Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off Whoa You better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off [Lil` Wayne] Listen, listen, listen Zip it! Cock, then act a fool and make `em dip it (what?) Chrome mack diply (what?) Automatic spitty (what?) I`m a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me Do or die, survive with me (huh?) Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh?) Hit a block and then ride with me (huh?) Cut `em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so?) Then, Cita, he never walk again (so?) Don`t play with them sharks again (oh) I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month See, I told `em, "Nobody move; nobody head bust." Plus, a hundred rush, turn a boy to dust Nigga, I`m a soldier, trust...I`ll blow a hole in your guts And ain`t no "if", "and`s", or "but`s" (uh-uh) You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh) Watch your lip, man, you`ll touch (uh-uh) I`ll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh) Look, I`m straight thuggin` Lookin` at niggas` fake muggin` I`m runnin` with niggas that stay sufferin` That ain` nothin` It`s Wheezy Wheez I show off behind cheese Get full of trees Here I come, you better leave (Hook-2x [Lil` Wayne]) Niggas better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa [B.G. + (Lil` Wayne)] Niggas know I could get ugly when it comes to that (To that) Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if it comes to that (To that) I ain`t no ho, if in beef I ain`t gon` run from that (From that) You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz I`ll come for that (For that) I keep pistols in my possession cuz I stays in shit (What?!) I was raised watchin` niggas shoot out with K`s and shit (Wha?) My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out tha back (Oh) Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil` crack (Fo sho`) Niggas respect me cuz they know my nuts be hangin`and swingin` (Hangin`) If my toes get stepped on, I`m click-clackin` and bangin` (Bangin`) I`ve been out here since I was, like, ten years old Caught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-four Scuffed my knees up, but the Lord, he pulled me out that I`m ahead now, and ain`t no way that I`ma look back Fresh laid tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute Put tha gat down But don`t think I still won`t act, busta (Hook [Lil` Wayne]) Niggas better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa You better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa Niggas better get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa Get it right and keep it right Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on tha street at night So, I hope you got your soljas and your `Bauds on Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa Нравится песня? 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