Juvenile - Get It Right Lyrics
[juvenile]You think this shit happened for me over tha nightThis is my lifeEverybody know I be on tha flightTo get it right, and keep it right, and stay strongNigga thought it wouldnt happen to em, but all of em dead wrongSingin tha same song, sayin, juvie aint shit!With a project nigga out here tellin people he rich.When tha truth is: they wishin they was in my shoesI pay dues, with them pistols I made movesAnd Im seein all these *****-ass niggas tryin ta be hardWhy ya *****in with mines? I aint *****in with yallTha people runnin your organization workin for me, uh-huhYou didnt know that, now you call for tha pleaBoy, think of all tha places you could possibly beThen, (? ) these bullets (? ) is comin for meWith my t-shirt and rees onCuz only God knows what these niggas bes on(chorus [lil wayne])Look, niggas better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes offWhoaYou better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off[lil wayne]Listen, listen, listenSip it***** ta act a fool and make em dip it (what? )Chrome mac diply (what? )Automatic spitty (what? )Im a hot boy, nigga, follow meDo or die, survive with me (huh? )Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh? )Hit a block and ya ride with me (huh? )Cut em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so? )Then, cita, he never walk again (so? )Dont play with them shots again (oh)I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha monthSee, I told em, nobody move; nobody head bust.Plus, a hundred rush turn a boy ta dustNigga, Im a soldier, trustIll blow a hole in your gutsAnd aint no if, ands, or buts (uh-uh)You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)Watch your lip, man, youll touch (uh-uh)Ill pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)Look, Im straight thugginLookin at niggas fake mugginIm runnin with niggas that stay sufferinThat ain nothinIts weezy weezI show off behind cheeseGet full of treesHere I come, you better leave(chorus2x [lil wayne])Niggas better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes offWhoa[b.g. + (lil wayne)]Niggas know I could get ugly when it come to that (to that)Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if ya come for that (for that)I aint no ho, if in beef I aint gon run from that (from that)You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz Ill come for that (for that)I keep pistols in my possession cuz I stays in shit (what? !)I was raised watchin niggas shoot out with ks and shit (wha? )My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out tha back (oh)Shot hookie from school, hung on v.l. and sold a lil crack (fo sho)Niggas respect me cuz they know my nuts be hanginand swingin (hangin)If my toes get stepped on, Im click-clackin and bangin (bangin)Ive been out here since I was, like, ten years oldCaught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-fourScuffed my knees up a lot, he pulled me out thatIm out here now, and aint no way that ima look backFresh layed tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minutePut tha gat downBut dont think I still wont act, busta(chorus [lil wayne])Niggas better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes offWhoaYou better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes offWhoaNiggas better get it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes offWhoaGet it right and keep it rightCuz them uptown hot boy$ on tha street at nightSo I hope you got your soldiers and your bauds onCuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes offWhoa
