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juelz santana - now what lyrics

let’s do it

[intro: juelz santana intro]
okay (jazze)
we in the motherf-cking building (dip set b-tch)
i heard my man t.i. is the motherf-cking king of the south (uh huh)
well i’m the the motherf-cking prince of the city
(you already know)(santana)
and when the king and the prince get together it’s nothing but royalty
(roll the mat out)
so we going to get down like this
yeah!

[juelz santana]
now if i ain’t gangsta who is
you is truth is you ain’t i am who this clown -ss n-gg-
i’m a straight led spitter straight bread getter
up north hustler with a bank head n-gg- now bounce!
that’s just jazze on the beat again
tappin on machines again it’s cracking threw your speakers in
that’s what it sounds like when i’m in the south right
put it down put it round bouncing threw your town like
uh bang first play second aim first prey second make dirt day heaven
i’m a crack baller straight sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier
i walk through the club like everybody p-ssy
yeah t.i. with me sn-tching everybody cookies
the fifth on me case anybody push me
let it fly let it fly like everbody push me
stop frontin like you bang head n-gg-
till you bang head whether real bang head n-gg-
t.i. we fly we ride we bang you die (motherf-cker)

[t.i.]
(yo, yo, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[chorus: t.i.]
my pimp squad f-ck n-gg- now what
dip set f-ck n-gg- now what
west side f-ck n-gg- now what
east side f-ck n-gg- now what
harlem world f-ck n-gg- now what
bank head f-ck n-gg- now what
my a-town f-ck n-gg- now what
my n.y. f-ck n-gg- now what

[t.i.]
the smallest n-gg- in the trap with a scr-p
you talk sh-t p-ssy n-gg- getting slapped
i get a couple ki’s turned them into crack
and listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks (99)
so if you need word then holla right back
i could sell it for cheap cause i got it like that
white t-shirts and a-town hats
got them super clean with dubs on that
hey! first n-gg- put my name in a rap
getting robbed on the spot at hard getting shot
i give a f-ck about your squad or your block
hit 13 had it hard on the block
first thing first start with a glock
then step it up to choppas, gauges, then elevens mack 10’s
now your fully equipped to stretch n-gg-z (like who?)
like them psc and dip set n-gg-z

[chorus]

[juelz santana]
now what now stunt n-gg- pop your trunk now front
i’m holdin two now what big guns with me big gun p-ssy
when it comes to these b-tches man i’m dirtyer then the south is
squirtin in your mouth b-tch!
yeah back curtin yeah back squirtin
yeah n-gg- gat squrtin yeah n-gg- that’s curtains
hold up we senseless make you throw up your breakfast
me and t.i. hold the connection

[t.i.]
me and santana from harlem to atlanta
the cocaine managers hoe brain damager
i’d be god d-mned if a n-gg- wanna c-ck hammers
and split bandanas on n-gg-z with bad manners
you wanna kill me you willing to ride the h-ll with me
seven shot revolver i’m taking my sh-lls with me
you don’t want no trouble with n-gg-z like us
try me i’ll f-ck your whole life up
to the group of haters that don’t like us
dip set f-ck n-gg- now what

[chorus]

- juelz santana lyrics

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