Текст песни: Juvenile - Get it Right



[Juvenile]

You think this shit happened for me over tha night

This is my life

Everybody know I be on tha flight

To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong

Nigga thought it wouldn`t happen to `em, but all of `em dead wrong

Singin` tha same song, sayin`, "Juvie ain`t shit!"

With a project nigga out here tellin` people he rich."

When tha truth is: they wishin` they was in my shoes

I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves

And I`m seein` all these pussy-ass niggas tryin` ta be hard

Why ya fuckin` with mines? I ain`t fuckin` with y`all

Tha people runnin` your organization workin` for me, uh-huh

You didn`t know that, now you call for tha plea

Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be

Then, (?) these bullets (?) is comin` for me

With my T-shirt and Rees on

Cuz only God knows what these niggas be`s on



[Chorus [Lil` Wayne]]

Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off

Whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off



[Lil` Wayne]

Listen, listen, listen

Sip it

Cock ta act a fool and make `em dip it (what?)

Chrome MAC diply (what?)

Automatic spitty (what?)

I`m a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me

Do 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?)

Don`t play with them shots again (oh)

I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month

See, I told `em, "Nobody move; nobody head bust."

Plus, a hundred rush turn a boy ta dust

Nigga, I`m a soldier, trust

I`ll blow a hole in your guts

And ain`t no "if", "and`s", or "but`s" (uh-uh)

You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)

Watch your lip, man, you`ll touch (uh-uh)

I`ll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)

Look, I`m straight thuggin`

Lookin` at niggas` fake muggin`

I`m runnin` with niggas that stay sufferin`

That ain` nothin`

It`s Weezy Weez

I show off behind cheese

Get full of trees

Here I come, you better leave



[Chorus2x [Lil` Wayne]]

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa



[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 ain`t no ho, if in beef I ain`t gon` run from that (From that)

You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz I`ll 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 K`s 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 hangin`and swingin` (Hangin`)

If my toes get stepped on, I`m click-clackin` and bangin` (Bangin`)

I`ve been out here since I was, like, ten years old

Caught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-four

Scuffed my knees up a lot, he pulled me out that

I`m out here now, and ain`t no way that I`ma look back

Fresh layed tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute

Put tha gat down

But don`t think I still won`t act, busta



[Chorus [Lil` Wayne]]

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

Get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

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[Juvenile]

You think this shit happened for me over tha night

This is my life

Everybody know I be on tha flight

To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong

Nigga thought it wouldn`t happen to `em, but all of `em dead wrong

Singin` tha same song, sayin`, "Juvie ain`t shit!"

With a project nigga out here tellin` people he rich."

When tha truth is: they wishin` they was in my shoes

I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves

And I`m seein` all these pussy-ass niggas tryin` ta be hard

Why ya fuckin` with mines? I ain`t fuckin` with y`all

Tha people runnin` your organization workin` for me, uh-huh

You didn`t know that, now you call for tha plea

Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be

Then, (?) these bullets (?) is comin` for me

With my T-shirt and Rees on

Cuz only God knows what these niggas be`s on



[Chorus [Lil` Wayne]]

Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off

Whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off



[Lil` Wayne]

Listen, listen, listen

Sip it

Cock ta act a fool and make `em dip it (what?)

Chrome MAC diply (what?)

Automatic spitty (what?)

I`m a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me

Do 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?)

Don`t play with them shots again (oh)

I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month

See, I told `em, "Nobody move; nobody head bust."

Plus, a hundred rush turn a boy ta dust

Nigga, I`m a soldier, trust

I`ll blow a hole in your guts

And ain`t no "if", "and`s", or "but`s" (uh-uh)

You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)

Watch your lip, man, you`ll touch (uh-uh)

I`ll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)

Look, I`m straight thuggin`

Lookin` at niggas` fake muggin`

I`m runnin` with niggas that stay sufferin`

That ain` nothin`

It`s Weezy Weez

I show off behind cheese

Get full of trees

Here I come, you better leave



[Chorus2x [Lil` Wayne]]

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa



[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 ain`t no ho, if in beef I ain`t gon` run from that (From that)

You got coke, keep it on tha low cuz I`ll 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 K`s 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 hangin`and swingin` (Hangin`)

If my toes get stepped on, I`m click-clackin` and bangin` (Bangin`)

I`ve been out here since I was, like, ten years old

Caught my first gun charge in nineteen-nine-four

Scuffed my knees up a lot, he pulled me out that

I`m out here now, and ain`t no way that I`ma look back

Fresh layed tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute

Put tha gat down

But don`t think I still won`t act, busta



[Chorus [Lil` Wayne]]

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

Get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boy$ on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your `Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Whoa

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