Juvenile - Pay Tha Rent Lyrics
feat. Jeezy & Yo Gotti[Hook: Young Jeezy]You love that hood that you representYou bout that working and all that money spentA nigga owe you any assetMy niggas hustle hard just to pay the rentMy niggas busting just to pay the rentCause *****es nothing we need or setWe reunite nigga when we spendMy niggas hustle hard just to pay the rent[Verse 1: Juvenile]NO's my birthplace, thug water my T-shirtI'm uptown in these hot blocks where there feens walk then this feet heardIt's DJ on rebirth, fat boys on stakeoutNo hard heels just chuck taylorsIn case I might break upRight now is drought seasonWatch how it's gonna play outLast night two teenagers got killed up in Jose houseFeel like there's no way outGuess I gotta just stay downPlay ball and sell dopeProject's my playgroundD bought a new condoHe ain't even sleep in his bed yetCause this girl all in his D talking 'bout bill he ain't even pay yetThought how to be cool with itReal niggas ain't bad at itThese mother*****ers who owe meChopping off their head now[Hook][Verse 2: Young Jeezy]I go back like dro bagsNigga Michael Jordan nigga 96Streets dry, I came throughLebron james Game 6Drive lane right behind the backTwo cars back on my main driveThey Pulling on they find the bricksAin't Worried Bout It cause my mane lieOn Two A pack too flySelling in the street no B byWhy they call it white presidentNiggas all I see is this green godNigga I ain't going to my mama houseTry being my mama mouthYour trap boomin you ain't rit upYou don't need last for half hourTap for they owe meDA they want meStill serve the whole hood out the townTheat the prices like my compoundBag landed me the touchdownThey was going for the touchdownNigger cask up before they touched down[Hook][Verse 3: Yo Gotti]It's summer town my airport, my house light 400 degreesMoney long my bills high so still flippin money in these streetsJuvenile, I've been wild, big pistols, coke pilesOld Chevy, big wheelsTight motor, gun loudDon't know hardYou a ***** niggaTen bricks you a rich niggaPart time i rap niggaNow out of town i hits niggasCan't shake my problemsLow key I'll be robbin'Weapon of choice that .38Cause I fell in love in revolversI ain't leaving no shellsI ain't going no jailI ain't leaving no witness niggaEverybody go to hellEverybody had a struggleEverybody had a hustleThis everybody who you're *****ing withNigga why the ***** you coughing?Is you feel word?Ain't nothing wordMade a living out birdsYeah Nigga that's on my wordI'm from retracing palmerThat shit go hard like the Cali-oUsed to dream bout a millionBut I woke up and count it though[Hook]
