Respect my mind Or get your brains knocked out Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out Respect my mind or have them boys in your house Respect
come wit a gun, cock, aim, fi Late at night I will ride maan When I spin a bend niggas die maan, Fa Real! {*beat rides out then fades*}
my homeboy's hide away Bang on the door, he let me into his crib Then I told him about the police and what they did He gave the keys to his ride and
weather hot or cold, leave a nigga sour Hop out tha Eddie Bow, un-disguised wit no maskes Leave tha scene drastic, catch ya while you in traffic No grins or
stupid hoe shut up she bouts to get popped Tha cameras out and them lights is on Them feds com'n thru and they gettin it on So we duck and hide, supply and ride
Strapped with the chopper or get chopped trust That I'm drop or get dropped, I bust back 'Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or
go, we straight, do or die, we checkmate holdin' niggaz Then come where yo' momma, lay down and kick in the do', nigga (Juvenile, Juvenile, Juvenile)
, say fuck the cops nigga Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get 'em Juvenile as a child but goin' to the pen as men Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or
all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style And if it enough to make kevin lyle spit this out right now And get em with juvenile feed pitbull
to keep.. my.. glock.. hot Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man What! [Chorus 3x] [Juvenile] Uh, uh, uh
s how it go; we straight do or die - we checkmate holdin niggaz Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga (Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!) [Juvenile
hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") Come out to the light, nigga - let me see who you is You wan' do me somethin' or
Strapped with the chopper or get chopped trust that I'm drop or get dropped I bust back Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get
all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull
keep.. my.. glock.. hot Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man What! [Chorus 3x] [Juvenile] Uh, uh, uh Say