Lirik Lagu Da Magnolia - Juvenile
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(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)
[Juvenile]Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitchNiggas breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be richDope ounce get hit, armed 'rilla insistssomebody wig get split...for ten G's of chipsIt's where the Feds'll dip through – enemies get youCatch you at tha second line, niggas'll flip youKids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, tooJump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, tooL.D. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin'Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin'On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six o'clockFour or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot!Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruhDrug deal gone bad, one of them cats was sourMotherfuckers gettin' chopped up, and they have a......Carbine aimed at your dome...for some powderI'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie BauerGet off seventeen, and, nigga, I'ma holla!
(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])Da...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersNow, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
[Juvenile]Is ya ready for it? Better be over-preparedWhen ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE"And they be ragged up, twenty-five dollar bagged upWhole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffsWell aware on the route that he's gonna duck......if somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him upIf a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck'cause he gon' break and bust; she gon' be fucked upMind your business is a code, too, I never told......ever since a nigga was a million years oldBein' a ballin’ shot caller...is tha goalI'll hospitalize anybody...in the rollTo make it there, you talk crazy, we take it thereYou'll feel like a steak, nigga: you medium-rareAll these niggas wan' be tip-rats or tha man in chargeWith tha AK-47, it'll change you boys
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])
[Juvenile]Clique up, load up...pistols, maskRide through, slow down, jump out, blastPut ‘bout...fifty...in your...assSecond...linin'...family...scaredGo score, rock it, chop it, serve itGot a...deal for...fifty, twurk itMission: riches, hittin'...switches,twenty...inches, plenty...bitchesAll day, hustle – beaucoup...scuffleNiggas...huddle, AK...muffledBlood in...puddles, people...scatterFlying...pieces...of human...matterPolice...don't know – probly...won't knowUnless...it’s they...shit, they...don't knowKeep it...quiet, tell no...bodyStart no...shit and...stay in...silenceMaintain...focus, stay off...porchesWatch for...roaches, carry...toasters
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])Da...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersNow, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
[Mannie Fresh]Where you goin', motherfucker, where you goin'?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?I know where I'm goin' – to tha fuckin' MagnoliaBelieve that thereYeah, yeah, yeahLayin' it down, mm-hmmLayin' it down, mm-hmm, mm-hmmTo 3000
(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two...)
(...one)
[Juvenile]Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitchNiggas breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be richDope ounce get hit, armed 'rilla insistssomebody wig get split...for ten G's of chipsIt's where the Feds'll dip through – enemies get youCatch you at tha second line, niggas'll flip youKids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, tooJump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, tooL.D. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin'Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin'On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six o'clockFour or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot!Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruhDrug deal gone bad, one of them cats was sourMotherfuckers gettin' chopped up, and they have a......Carbine aimed at your dome...for some powderI'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie BauerGet off seventeen, and, nigga, I'ma holla!
(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])Da...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersNow, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
[Juvenile]Is ya ready for it? Better be over-preparedWhen ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE"And they be ragged up, twenty-five dollar bagged upWhole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffsWell aware on the route that he's gonna duck......if somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him upIf a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck'cause he gon' break and bust; she gon' be fucked upMind your business is a code, too, I never told......ever since a nigga was a million years oldBein' a ballin’ shot caller...is tha goalI'll hospitalize anybody...in the rollTo make it there, you talk crazy, we take it thereYou'll feel like a steak, nigga: you medium-rareAll these niggas wan' be tip-rats or tha man in chargeWith tha AK-47, it'll change you boys
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])
[Juvenile]Clique up, load up...pistols, maskRide through, slow down, jump out, blastPut ‘bout...fifty...in your...assSecond...linin'...family...scaredGo score, rock it, chop it, serve itGot a...deal for...fifty, twurk itMission: riches, hittin'...switches,twenty...inches, plenty...bitchesAll day, hustle – beaucoup...scuffleNiggas...huddle, AK...muffledBlood in...puddles, people...scatterFlying...pieces...of human...matterPolice...don't know – probly...won't knowUnless...it’s they...shit, they...don't knowKeep it...quiet, tell no...bodyStart no...shit and...stay in...silenceMaintain...focus, stay off...porchesWatch for...roaches, carry...toasters
(Hook [Mannie Fresh])Da...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersDa...MagnoliaHome...of tha soldiersNow, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
[Mannie Fresh]Where you goin', motherfucker, where you goin'?Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?I know where I'm goin' – to tha fuckin' MagnoliaBelieve that thereYeah, yeah, yeahLayin' it down, mm-hmmLayin' it down, mm-hmm, mm-hmmTo 3000
(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two...)
(...one)
