Testi:
Juvenile Listen

m ridin' One-times want me dead, the judge wants me strapless Praying that I'm next to get stuck up on a jack-list They got me guilty until proven innocent Cracked my juvenile

boy I run wit' Juvenile, B.G., and Turk boy And we the hottest, of the hottest, of the damn hot In helicopters with my parters over land ha Now listen

even grown What about them thugs that out here lost And aint ever gonna find their way home Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up

dem kill while some a dem shoot Is like we need a rated R pon the news These are the days When yuh caan trust police wid dem dutty ways Juvenile a run

in it like you questioned by the feds My talent barely recognized like Kravitz without his dreads Sprinkle my ashes all over Big Lez after I die 'Cause Chino been the illest since I was juvenile

to you a group that is simply just marvelous, just marvelous Ladies and gentlemen, Cypress, Hill [B-Real] 16 men on a dead man's list [SenDog] Yo-ho-

(feat. El-Producto) [Del] Aiyyo whattup El-P? [El] Yo whattup Del-phonic? [Del] Nuthin man; I was on the bus the other day man tryin to listen to my

(feat. Baby) [Lil Wayne] Listen...I'ma hundred percent hussla from my face to my feet My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street Until

listeners, what does Eazy think of himself? [Outro: Eazy-E] Bad and bold, you can't get with this Those that tried, you're on my hit list Can't be caught