Rover Truck Letra

Stay slangin' iron

Playin', ya die

K's whippin' out

Prey every time

I'm straight off the porch - I live down the court

Lookin' for that dope

Kickin' in your door

Tyin' up your hoe

And break the bitches up - run 'em in the cut

I don't give a fuck - if them people rush, they ain't catchin' us

I gotta make the green

Smokin' nicotine

Know a nigga's scheme

Run em' with the beam

Runnin' with my team

¡­And get it how I live

Keep it how it is

Make a nigga cents

Take a nigga bitch

Hit him with it quick

If it mean bustin' a head, I'm gon' do it

Whatever it takes to get the bread, I'm goin' through it

Tryin' to get my pockets swole up

Juvenile is 'bout to blow up

That third-ward sign I'ma throw up when I take it off of your shoulder

They come with they mask on

They be a clique, but I get 'em gone

Hit niggas in the chest when I'm slangin' chrome

Tryin' to kill me a nigga when the beef is on



[Hook 2x (Juvenile)]

Baby, let me get the keys to that Rover Truck

Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh

Ain't no bitches here up in Magnolia, bruh

Bust your big head is what was told to us



[Juvenile]

Nigga, I'm straight from out the P.J., they murder easy

Well, if you're spankin' out for three days, believe what we say

Niggas be shootin' that shit in they van, some of 'em sellin' it

The rest of 'em sniff the cocaine, high off that yellow shit

Young niggas already got they mind made up

Nigga fuck with one of they boys, they get sprayed up

A lot of these children don't have A/C in they house

Cockroaches crawlin' all over the wall and they couch

Little mites runnin' through the kitchen lookin' for crums

While they mom hittin' they (?) in the bathroom

Everyday you see a fight or shootout for a minute

It ain't the projects, it's the niggas that's up in it

Man, half of these motherfuckers ain't even from 'round here

If they didn't have that work, they would never come 'round here

And when they come they draw all the heat with 'em

Lookin' for some niggas to get in the beef with 'em



[Hook 2x [Juvenile])



[Juvenile]

You better know that me and Wayne want the cash, or we bustin' ass

¡­soon as I get out of my Jag with a gun a mask

Now play it how you say it - I bet ya won't, bitch

I'll have you leakin' from your head when I take (?)

What you want, huh? Boy, that weed or that coke?

I don't know what the fuck you on, but you about to get smoked

I'll bring it to your front door right up on your porch

Until your bitches tell me, "Juvie, we ain't beefin' no more."

Now, where the dope at? Paraphernalia?

Give me twenty ki's before I kill ya

Don't be makin' noise, nigga - shut the fuck up

You know where the dope at - now shut the fuck up

Bring me straight to it - don't be tryin' to act crazy

I want her - I need her, ya know - that's my old lady

I'm doin' bad, and my nerves bad with it

I'm lookin' at your melon right now, and I wanna split it



[Hook 2x (Juvenile)]