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JUVENILE lyrics : "Livin In The Projects"


I'm a ^!$$% from the third with a helluva nerve,

And if you cross my line then you will get served,
I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
Mutha$#&@as get killed in this game I play

I put these hands on a ^!$$% cuz he talk too much,
He told my business to a (*##$, I had to $#&@ him up
When I confronted this ^!$$%, he got highly upset,

Took off his shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
So I slammed his $$#, the ^!$$% started to kick,
I went to stompin' in his face, $#&@in' up his %#@!,

Gave him a good $$# whippin', then I started to steppin',
I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
The ^!$$%s was stuntin', but I had mine,

Five times through the chest, family outside cryin',
On the way back home, I saw this sharp $$# lady,
Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,

I asked just where she's headed, she said "7th Ward",
Release the fine (*##$ out the St. Bernard,
She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's,

Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,

Took her halfway home and told the (*##$ "Get on",
Didn't give a $#&@ about her cuz I gave her the bone,
Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,

^!$$%s roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
$#&@in' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about

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