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Текст песни Juvenile - Cock It

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[Juvenile]Uh Huh, Uh HuhMic check one, twoit`s Juvenile coming throughUh Uh c`mon, c`mon[Verse 1]Who the man? if I ain`t it nigga can`t claim itI can take a small name and make it famousI reason with no one homie I got fa sho clientalI`m a XL out here in the streets or lyin in jailI`m quick tempored please limit ya wordsI will send you in a hurry down south with the splurgeit`s kind of hard to understand me cause I speak with a slurbut my guns speak a language all the people done heardstreets sense gon` keep me in it for a minuteyou fuckin with a general salute me lieutenantI`m not too particular with liesI look `em in there eyes say a pray before you diethis ain`t about me this about somethin thats spokeyou know runnin with a nigga while you cuttin his throatoh them loose lip bitches get hung from a rope you knowbagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh![Chorus - repeat 2X]Cock it, take Beretta then pop itgive me that out ya pocket cause the vest can`t stop itEast coast whassup, Down south whassupWest coast whassup, Mid West whassup[Verse 2]Keep on makin ya laws, I`m a keep breaking themI can move a package in any city I`m stationed inif ya son touchin my shit you better pray for himbust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatreds beenI ain`t the only solider they got alot of theseall of these children make me know who dropped alot of seedsI smoke till my eyes shutstay strapped so if you think about sneakin you better wise uphit you with the traqualizer let it fill ya headparalyze you have ya screamin "I can`t feel my legs"regardless of what a nigga or a bitch done saidthe shell around ya get poked like eggsI`m from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-Amy bitches gonna listen to what the hell I sayyou niggaz gonna respect it or get out my wayor the coroner gonna happen to do ya autopsy[Chorus][Verse 3]You old niggaz on ya last limbmove over let some niggaz who really want it come cash insuppose to get killed for cock blockin in cellssolider bet you can`t get no chronic up in hellfresh off the porch where the stash spotI`m hungry tryna get the same respect that my Dad gotgot the chopper cut the wieght, nice in the stash boxnigga be on paper so himmed up from the bad copshow the hoes be actin hopin for child supportI need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with dopeI ain`t even gotta speak on it I put my G on itniggaz gon` let us get that whenever we want itbeef is beef whenever the shit occursif it`s real it`s gon` resolve into metal for surebut hit the right one he ain`t respectin my badmy only satisfaction will be poppin your ass[Chorus] - till end

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