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j1hunnit - juvenille in 99' lyrics

[intro]
(man, this beat hard as h+ll, good lookin’, rj)

[verse]
cut some n+ggas for fraternizin’ with the enemy
they ain’t even gotta die to be dead to me
treat a n+gga like i never knew him, my specialty
i can’t be replicated, i’m the last of a dying breed
i’m only one man, but i hustle like it’s ten of me
goin’ back broke against the rules, that’s a sin to me
baby k real karrine steffans, it’s the head for me
chill out with the text, i don’t like hoes that pester me
all i want is chips, bags, and cheese, i’m chester cheetah
brodie ridin’ around flamin’ hot with a dirty heater
i was runnin’ ’round with lil’ bobbie like cousin skeeter
playin’ n+gga not actin’ the ass with draylin and neeka
pretty lil’ somoan chick don’t like to suck d+ck and b+lls
i told her that it’s cool ’cause the p+ssy like hawaiian falls
me and bro competin’, when we done, i’m collectin’ drawers
give a b+tch the ‘wood and put my hand in her cookie jar
hold on, bro, i think i seen the opps, n+gga, stop the car
lil’ one told me, “chill, be cool, you a risin’ star”
just keep on doin’ what you doin’ and it’ll take you far
tryna get my mind out the gutter, this sh+t get hard
i can’t see myself leavin’ the trap, my phone keep ringin’
juvenille in ’99, my chain bling+blingin’
shawty came real deal free, she a s+m+n demon
the lows touched down for thirteen, i’m william beamon
they’ll be here any given sunday, my plug the deacon
i done blessed the streets and paid ties to feed all my people
i just smoke weed anywhere, i don’t know if it’s legal
i done put in leg work for this, i can flex my kegels
imagine me, still cryin’, grievin’ ’bout my tragedies
that’s blasphemy, got off my ass and they got mad at me
it’s plain to see, most of these n+ggas ain’t the same as me
livin’ in the moments, i’m rewindin’ through the casualties
why talk ’bout mike so much? ’cause we was family
i never had to question was he loyal, he just had to be it
obligation was an understatement, that’s just how we bleed
i hate they took his life away before his baby started t++thin’
i seen him run around your mama crib and almost started tweakin’
if i told you i seen ghosts that haunt my past, you would not believe it
louie may just died and i couldn’t cry, i could not release it
i was just tellin’ tori i need to go to the hood to see him
i was just tellin’ stories about how sh+t was as children
in the backseat of the ‘lac to go pick up mildred
i know i can’t bring him back, but i’ma make him feel me
i got some pain bottled up, i gotta unconceal it

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