[Intro] Let's get it, Nino! Whoahhh Whoahh, ah wodie, ah wodie, ah wodie [Chorus: Rawsmoov] Ridin through the city on vogues Cadillac with the suicide do's Sayin in the hood mayne anythang goes When they see the Cadillac let 'em know How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] [Juvenile] You should have pardoned me, don't you know the boy clicks? I'm in this thang, I got a B. T. and ward lip Put on the culo, yeah I'm into that murder thang I flame broil beef boy I'm the Burger Kang I got the money first, then the respect came Now I flip *****es like a biker at the X Games I used to do the cash, now I do the check thang I play the chess game, checkmatin e'rythang I ***** with everybody, no it's not a set thang I'm from the T.C. but I be on the West lane I smoke purple it's the penny to my blunt stain And flip the ceiling through the chips and the roulette thang [Chorus] [Juvenile] They say do I wanna die? I tell 'em you a lie They say I'm tryin to kill myself my do's suicide Yeah~! I'm on that Henny like Kanye Hoes screamin Juvie I wanna be your Beyonce Man I'm tryin to take over the world in the years back Then I'ma crane 'til it's dry like a beer can I put the blunt down then roll up another one I smoke a lot of *****, dawg I need another one You got knock in your trunk? Now that's a dumb question My *******t beatin like a Southern band drum section Still in the game, I'ma retire good No one could beat me but myself, I guess I'm Tiger Woods [Chorus] [Juvenile] Show me a realer hood, show me a realer set Show me a realer ***** I ain't seen the ***** yet I'm on target hittin everythang I shoot fo' Player like myself attract the *****es like a shoe sto' I ain't the man yet, but I show a sign I got a big ego/ Eagle and man I'm talkin both kinds You're lookin at my jewelry boy it be sayin somethin You're blinded by it and you only got a glimpse of it [Chorus]
[Intro] Let's get it, Nino! Whoahhh Whoahh, ah wodie, ah wodie, ah wodie [Chorus: Rawsmoov] Ridin through the city on vogues Cadillac with the suicide do's Sayin in the hood mayne anythang goes When they see the Cadillac let 'em know How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] [Juvenile] You should have pardoned me, don't you know the boy clicks? I'm in this thang, I got a B. T. and ward lip Put on the culo, yeah I'm into that murder thang I flame broil beef boy I'm the Burger Kang I got the money first, then the respect came Now I flip *****es like a biker at the X Games I used to do the cash, now I do the check thang I play the chess game, checkmatin e'rythang I ***** with everybody, no it's not a set thang I'm from the T.C. but I be on the West lane I smoke purple it's the penny to my blunt stain And flip the ceiling through the chips and the roulette thang [Chorus] [Juvenile] They say do I wanna die? I tell 'em you a lie They say I'm tryin to kill myself my do's suicide Yeah~! I'm on that Henny like Kanye Hoes screamin Juvie I wanna be your Beyonce Man I'm tryin to take over the world in the years back Then I'ma crane 'til it's dry like a beer can I put the blunt down then roll up another one I smoke a lot of *****, dawg I need another one You got knock in your trunk? Now that's a dumb question My *******t beatin like a Southern band drum section Still in the game, I'ma retire good No one could beat me but myself, I guess I'm Tiger Woods [Chorus] [Juvenile] Show me a realer hood, show me a realer set Show me a realer ***** I ain't seen the ***** yet I'm on target hittin everythang I shoot fo' Player like myself attract the *****es like a shoe sto' I ain't the man yet, but I show a sign I got a big ego/ Eagle and man I'm talkin both kinds You're lookin at my jewelry boy it be sayin somethin You're blinded by it and you only got a glimpse of it [Chorus]
