Juvenile]] They got a million and one things that you could be doin' Than hangin' around this motherfucker talkin' to your children Get off your ass, lil' daddy, and go and
Traduzione: Giovanile. Un milione di cose.
Traduzione: Giovanile. Milione di cose, A - (Featuring The Hot Boys).
is a hazardous war affecting children in their homes and schools Eight children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S. A million violent gun crimes
And I also feel that I'm also real Ain't no rollie like my rollie, noone live like I live And I, I feel that I'm one of a kind I feel like niggaz call
the mutha fuckin' microphone Pimps and hoes and gettin' money Tricks and hoes and fuckin' Mutha fuckin' clothes and shit ridin' vogues and shit Nigga riding on 20's and
06, that's parked On Park Ave., smoking one whole spliff that's charmed One whole clip that bark is all I need And a nigga like Free, quick to lay you
baby's a player and I get around I be up all night gone on that Hennessey and weed The only thing that helped me deal with all this jealousy and greed
I'm a Hot Boy to the police And I'm a thug on the street Yeah I score from Slim and B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the halves Goin' for 2 G's UPT
live that life no more, I'm chillin, you dig I got a plan to be the man and make a million, you dig I got a problem with some niggaz that be stealing,
My momma gettin' chauffeured like a movie star She don't know a damn thing about drivin' a car I'm rimmed up Now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth And
of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.
fired bags and floss on they ass I've been through some shit, that make me a survivalist I may be a lot of different things, but I'm not a bitch [Chorus
wild Get respect for a few things Deranged, the chopper spit And the first off the block to cop a new Range Life is fast, I get cash and write about it
so I can hit him with a two-piece Where he rock, where he roll where he got control Me and my mans and them get the brains out these hoes If she can dance
now Haters steady hear your name, runnin' they mouth But really don't know a damn thing 'bout the game And I'ma only tell you one time, I'm a millionaire
