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Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - Livin in the Projects

First (only) Verse:

I`m a nigga from the third with a helluva nerve,
And if you cross my line then you will get served,
I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
Muthafuckas get killed in this game I play
I put these hands on a nigga cuz he talk too much,
He told my business to a bitch, I had to fuck him up
When I confronted this nigga, he got highly upset,
Took off his shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
So I slammed his ass, the nigga started to kick,
I went to stompin` in his face, fuckin` up his shit,
Gave him a good ass whippin`, then I started to steppin`,
I saw him reachin` in his pants, I seen he was stressin`,
The niggas was stuntin`, but I had mine,
Five times through the chest, family outside cryin`,
On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady,
Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,
I asked just where she`s headed, she said "7th Ward",
Release the fine bitch out the St. Bernard,
She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye`s,
Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,
Took her halfway home and told the bitch "Get on",
Didn`t give a fuck about her cuz I gave her the bone,
Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
Niggas roll down the ave., cuz I`m the neighborhood amp,
Fuckin` around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
Cuz that`s what livin` all up the project is all about

 

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