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Lirik Lagu A Million And One Things - Juvenile F/ Hot Boys

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[Lil' Wayne]WhatThis.. this here's real, niggaIt's real, niggaToo realPay attention even though I'm young, niggaLook, lookThis one here's on tha up, dogFor all my people with bad luck, dogStrugglin', tryin' ta make a buck, dogFor all tha peeps who ain't with us, dogFor all my niggas in Angola, stay tough, dogSee, this from shorty on tha realI'm tired of seein' my niggas gettin' killedThey hustlin' for a mil, nigga, hustle for your billsIf ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, I'm trillIf I got it ta spend, then I got it to giveBut listen, man.. I know ya see the ice glistenin', manI know it make you wanna go get it badBut ya gotta think 'fore ya move, partna'Cause it'll make your ship sink and you will lose, partnaI know you hate ta take it from a young nigga like meBut I betcha can't name one nigga like meThat's why I'm tryin' ta preach, my niggaAnd teach, my niggaIf ya don't work ya don't eat, my nigga
(Chorus 2x [Juvenile])They got a million and one things that you could be doin'Than hangin' around this motherfucker talkin' to your childrenGet off your ass, lil' daddy, and go and get itIt's starin' at ya right in your face, you ain't wit it
[Juvenile]Look at ya, you're fuckin' up and I can tell it tooWhat is ya smokin'? Everything a nigga sellin' you?!I know you could do better than that, and deserve moreYa use to be tight with your game back in '84All tha hoes use ta jock yaNiggas use ta knock yaStay a big shot, motherfucker couldn't stop yaThen ya went ta runnin' 'round tha project with them junkiesHoles in your shoes, and your body all funkyLips all ashy, eyes popped outSpendin' your children check, takin' food out they mouthAnd you get mad with me 'cause I don't wanna give you tenI don't support your habit, nigga, y'all grown menI got kids ta feed, I got bills ta payI got people comin' askin' for shit everydayI can't please everybody, but I love my folksIf I give ya everything, baby, I'ma be broke
(Chorus 2x)
[Turk]Look... look.. lookWhere I stay, times is hard for a lot of my peepsSome of my rounds doin' bad.. can't even much eatEverytime I pass through, beggin' me for a dollarThinkin' I owe them somethin', don't even wanna hollaNigga who use ta be ballin' ain't ballin' no mo'I can see they life fadin' away slowly for sureNiggas who I come up with get me full of that dopeUse ta care about theyself, ain't care no mo'Niggas want me ta help 'em.. ain't helpin' theyselfYou must be out your mind if you ain't helpin' yourselfAin't no love loss... I just gotta stay my distanceGotta keep my mind straight.. before I come up missin'Gotta do my rap thing, and make my paper, misterAin't gon' let nobody stop me from gettin' my six figuresGettin' my shine on, bling-blingin' everydayIf you're not for tha right, stay tha fuck out my way, nigga
(Chorus 2x)
[B.G.]Everytime I hit tha block, it look like it get worseMake me wonder if V.L. and Magnolia got a curseMy niggas still my niggas... got love for 'em allI hate to see that market ride they back and make 'em fallSomebody tell me, if I didn't have change and I was brokeWould I get tha same attention when I'm in tha next four-doorNo, I don't think so, I'll be a equal niggaOn the set, smokin' jo's, beggin' people for scrillaOn the reala... if I could do it, then you couldLay your hustle down and make your way out the hoodAin't nobody gon' give no hand-outs, I swearAin't nobody gon' pay tha bills in your house, I swearThey don't care, ya gotta stand on your own, my niggaYou ain't no child, look in tha mirror, you're grown, my niggaDo yourself a favor: leave tha heroin alone, my niggaAnd get your hustle on, nigga, get it on, my nigga
(Chorus 4x)
[Juvenile talking]Man, you could be out here tryin' ta do somethin', manI mean everytime we come through, man, I do somethin' for my people, manI give tha little kids a dollar or so, ya know what I'm sayin'I try ta do things for tha football teamTry ta take care of my peopleTry ta show them how ta help theyself'Cause they got a lot of problems