Lirik Lagu Get in Line - BG F/ Juvenile
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("One! Two! Three! Kick it!)
[Juvenile]Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I hadBitch-nigga, conned hisself killin' my dogBut he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broadBetta say somethin', and betta be what I wanna hearI'm listenin' - scary bitches started shittin' and pissin'You might see him on a milk carton, dog - he still missin'Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'Look, I've been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewelsI know some nigga's got a package - I'ma run with that foolThrough the years all the playaz told me to keep my head strong'Cause niggas'll follow us, and some of 'em led wrongBut if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrongThey don't know what's happenin', and I ain't gonna say it to 'em'Cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'And fuck up and give them people some bad information
(Hook [Juvenile])Now point the nigga out if he wan' do with to meStep to the front of the line, let me see who you beAir and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to meLook, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
[Juvenile]You'se a certified clown in my eyesThat's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags in (??)You talk a good game, but you a ho when they rideNigga don't have to look for you - they know you insideYou probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouthProtected custody so you don't come in your houseMotherfucker, where all the shit you said you was 'bout?Let you tell it - you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south
[B.G.]Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake,ain't even gon' watch your back, niggaGet popped - can't handle the pressure and rat, niggaTake the whole clique down runnin' his lipsCan't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flippedIt's a cold game, but I don't give a fuck, my niggaI feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my niggaThen go get a mill, fuck my bitch -I take this game to heart, unless niggas disagree
(Hook [Juvenile])
[B.G.]I'm a lil' man - stand my ground no matter whatGlock glued to my hand - there's no one you can trustNiggas turned on they own nigga behind G'sIf I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luckSo I roll first - cock and shoot firstGotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirtYou want beef? You want war? You want me?Nothin' between us but air and opportunityDon't talk 'bout what you don't do - do it, nigga'Cause you're wastin' your breath - go 'head, prove it, niggaShit's real - I ain't got time to fakeTime's money - I ain't got time to wasteBut on the straight with me bein' realTo let others' niggas know I don't fake - ya gotta get killedOh, bitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like meYa wind up six feet, clown
(Hook-3x [Juvenile])
[Juvenile {talking}]Step up!Whoever the fuck you is, niggaDon't throw a motherfuckin' brickand hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, niggaCome out to the light, nigga - let me see who you isYou wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your faceMake it known you're beefin' with meKnow wh'I'm sayin'Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hideCome out here, playa - catch me all over New Orleans, niggaOn the block, in the hood, whereverB.G., nigga, always on V.L.We gon' keep it real - know wh'I'm sayin'
("One! Two! Three! Kick it!)("One! Two! Three! Kick it!)
[Juvenile]Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I hadBitch-nigga, conned hisself killin' my dogBut he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broadBetta say somethin', and betta be what I wanna hearI'm listenin' - scary bitches started shittin' and pissin'You might see him on a milk carton, dog - he still missin'Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'Look, I've been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewelsI know some nigga's got a package - I'ma run with that foolThrough the years all the playaz told me to keep my head strong'Cause niggas'll follow us, and some of 'em led wrongBut if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrongThey don't know what's happenin', and I ain't gonna say it to 'em'Cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'And fuck up and give them people some bad information
(Hook [Juvenile])Now point the nigga out if he wan' do with to meStep to the front of the line, let me see who you beAir and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to meLook, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
[Juvenile]You'se a certified clown in my eyesThat's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags in (??)You talk a good game, but you a ho when they rideNigga don't have to look for you - they know you insideYou probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouthProtected custody so you don't come in your houseMotherfucker, where all the shit you said you was 'bout?Let you tell it - you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south
[B.G.]Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake,ain't even gon' watch your back, niggaGet popped - can't handle the pressure and rat, niggaTake the whole clique down runnin' his lipsCan't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flippedIt's a cold game, but I don't give a fuck, my niggaI feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my niggaThen go get a mill, fuck my bitch -I take this game to heart, unless niggas disagree
(Hook [Juvenile])
[B.G.]I'm a lil' man - stand my ground no matter whatGlock glued to my hand - there's no one you can trustNiggas turned on they own nigga behind G'sIf I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luckSo I roll first - cock and shoot firstGotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirtYou want beef? You want war? You want me?Nothin' between us but air and opportunityDon't talk 'bout what you don't do - do it, nigga'Cause you're wastin' your breath - go 'head, prove it, niggaShit's real - I ain't got time to fakeTime's money - I ain't got time to wasteBut on the straight with me bein' realTo let others' niggas know I don't fake - ya gotta get killedOh, bitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like meYa wind up six feet, clown
(Hook-3x [Juvenile])
[Juvenile {talking}]Step up!Whoever the fuck you is, niggaDon't throw a motherfuckin' brickand hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, niggaCome out to the light, nigga - let me see who you isYou wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your faceMake it known you're beefin' with meKnow wh'I'm sayin'Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hideCome out here, playa - catch me all over New Orleans, niggaOn the block, in the hood, whereverB.G., nigga, always on V.L.We gon' keep it real - know wh'I'm sayin'
("One! Two! Three! Kick it!)("One! Two! Three! Kick it!)
