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Текст песни Juvenile - Numb Numb

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[Verse 1: Juvenile]Ay you wan` score ki, no you wan`score an ounceI ain`t gon` show you shit, make sure you got the right amountboy I can`t front you nuttin but I respect ya Git could get fatal if I let niggaz get next to methe junkies like my coke, Doctors, and Lawyers toothey in, and out here all day lookin for the right PeruI use to do it too but I had to let it goI can`t get loaded I`m lil` wodie that supply the cokemy shit`ll have you where you don`t even much wanna eathave you a lack of sleep always out up in them streetsbeen in rehab for weeks come home and get a bag from meyou gon` relapse indeed, probably want ever leavedon`t want no problems I just wanna get this cheddar pleaseI can`t get popped, I`ve been convicted for two felonieslook I`m just tryna put some clothes on my daughterI hope they ain`t ridin I need to sell this other quarter[Chorus]If you score some coke from meyou will be numb, numb, numb, numb, numbnumb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numbif you don`t get it from me you will bedumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumbdumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumbyou`ll be comin back in minutes to getsome, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, somedamn Juvie where you get thatfrom, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from[Verse 2: Juvenile]They don`t work off the hit cause we don`t fuck with the foesthey be sellin them soft we had enough of them soldand we work off the hit cause we don`t fuck with the foeswe don`t be sellin them soft we had enough of them soldweigh it and bring it in this shit is shipped to meI never transported nothin peep out my historymy house is sittin plush-my cars is lookin lovelypolice men wanna cuff me therefore I`m rollin bucketsnot tryna make it public don`t wanna be the subjectmama tunin it don`t spend ya money boy stay in ya budgetI seen alot of fools goin buyin alot of shoesthey children not in school they gotta lot to proveI puts my money back up in my flipsome to the side incase them people run up in my shitchopper up all the time with two taped up clipsand if you come fuckin with mine I`m a use this bitchthey want me for distrubution from New Orleans to Houstonsomeone been runnin there mouth tellin e`m how much I`m movinI`m just tryna put some clothes on my daughterI hope they ain`t ridin I need to sell this other quarter[Chorus][Verse 3: Juvenile]I got my first work when I was sixteenand niggaz still not knowin what happened to brick leansit`s not an easy task might have to beat the lastyou gon` get caught up out here tryna save ya people asscan`t have e`m bring it first if you can`t pay e`m its worthyou could get murdered for that he just may let it burstsmart high walk to earth, and maybe enemy turfpray I don`t get in they way just let e`m do they dirtand I know after the cut woah my shit is the bombthat must be the Saudi-Arabia cause it ain`t Hussienyou ain`t got that Florida dope, (??) cokehave to spend all ya dough or you want leave fa shothey come in menthazine no caps on it iswant be that long before ya family know you on that shitlook I`m just tryna put some clothes on my daughterI hope they ain`t ridin I need to sell this other quarter[Chorus] - repeat to end

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