Juvenile 400 Degreez Lyrics

(Robotic Voice) : 400 degreez

Verse 1:
Ya see me I eat sleep s___ and talk rap
Ya seen that 98 mercedes on t.v. I bought that
I had some felony charges I fought that
Been sent to no return but still was bought back
n____ threw some slangs at me woodie I caught that
I punished them lil b____es before they can car jack
Now I'm lookin for they family and pile up the war bat
If I aint a hotboy then what do you call that
n____ disrespect me I'ma be in all black
Companied by some n____s bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and mercy gettin' dunked on
Ride top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jepp ridin' four deep
I booted up at these n____ claimin' they know me

[Chorus] (Robotic Voice)
You don't want to f___ wit me
Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz
Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz (repeat 2x)

Verse 2

b____ what I'll bust yo a__ up
Don't even go there woodie cuz I'm ready to mask up
I heard about the money thats some nice change
For the right price I'll bust the right frame
Why must a n____ try I can't do the right thing
Only God knows what the future might bring
n____ might be shot, n____ might be triffling
n____ might survive if he bout that right flame
Whats up that'll stop a n____ from playin'
Sumin like a chopper or a grenade in his hand
Boy look n____ don't play no games no mo
n____'ll bust ya head if you bang his hoe
Attitude adjustments we all need
Don't call the enforcements n____ call me
I bet cha I'll get them n____s off yo block
I bet cha I'll show them n____s this boy hot

(Chorus)

Alright stop it cuz I done had enough
When it comes to my partners I'm ready to bust
Baby let me get the keys to the roover truck
Man let me get this beef s___ over bro
Aint no bit this year I'm from the 'nolia bro
Whats yo beef plan cuz it was told to us
How I'ma be runnin' with these killas and backin' down
How I'ma look in front of my people, like a clown
The G code what we live by and we die by
The book is what we will never abide by
n____s drive by, gettin loose
Keep'em with each other like a checker board in use
Come in compton or the watts n____
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch n____
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females stallions
Give me the keys to ya car and ya medallion
You far away from ya home yous a alien

(Chorus)

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