Guerrilla Lyrics - Tha G-code - Juvenile

What's up, Juvie? What's happenin', B. Geezy? 

I'm chillin', me, I don't like them old bitch ass niggas 

I don't like them bitch ass niggas either 

They better get tha fuck from 'round here 

Rattin' motherfucker 

Nigga, come on my set, I'ma feel disrespect 

Now they gon' get they issue, they done walked into that 

No vest ain't gon' protect you 

The shit that's in my clique gon' sail through your chest fool 

I'm tellin' you, I'ma bring drama, chaos, nothin' less 

When I'm ridin' 'round your set, it's a nigga best eject 

Nigga, like a rain storm, your whole block get wet 

All it take is one to tha head, bahdi by, by, you rest 

Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed 

I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex 

Roamin' on tha streets, Feds got a warrant for my arrest 

Fuck that, I'm just a nigga they gon' have ta catch 

I kick a nigga momma door in if he tryin' ta hide 

And then I put one in his mom head if I don't get mine 

You could call it what you wanna, but that's how I play it 

Now play with me, I got a K, and watch how quick I spray it 

I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes 

I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block 

I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop 

I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes 

Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block 

I don't even want them niggas lookin' at our shop 

You don't know you're not suppose ta be around these parts 

You don't know you goin' in and you might get caught 

You be tryin' ta get some information out these broads 

Tryin' ta find out where a nigga hide his stash and cars 

It's niggas like you that be gettin' niggas like me stuck 

It's niggas like you that be givin' niggas like me up 

I'm tryin' ta figure if you work for tha police or what 

You plobly hangin' 'round a nigga 'cause you need a buck 

They got dope around tha projects, and it leads to us 

Feds know we ain't be sellin' nothin' but ki's and up 

Rattin', I gotcha, I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya 

You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya 

That lil' man was surprised to have you like I gotcha 

See me empty every clip out of my chopper 

You gon' get caught up 'cause you keep fuckin' with poppa, poppa 

I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes 

Man, I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block 

I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop 

I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes 

Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block 

And I betta not catch them niggas hangin' 'round our shop 

Wodie, are you ready ta get this beef cookin'? 

'Cause once it's on tha stove, get on your shit because I'm lookin' 

You betta know, I ain't gonna let a nigga disrespect my clique 

And I ain't gon' let a nigga come and take my shit 

That'll make me look like a stone cold bitch 

So ain't no way I ain't gon' grab my K and let my shit spit 

When I spin the ben, I don't give a fuck who gets split 

If you get hit, it's all on you if you innocent 

It's game we play, and it's hectic 

If you ain't got a vest, you ain't protected 

With pussy niggas, my block's infested 

So one by one, they all gon' get rested 

Me and my others' dog act a ass, ho 

When I hit you all in your face, your casket is closed 

You came 'round tha wrong hood and got that ass burnt 

Nigga thought it was all good and got that ass burnt, that ass burnt 

I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round my door 

I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block 

I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop 

I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more 

I don't even want these niggas tryin' ta come ta score 

I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block 

I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop 

I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more 

Look, I don't even want you niggas fuckin' with our hoes 

I don't even want you niggas ridin' down my block 

I don't even betta not catch you niggas lookin' at my shop, nigga 

Ha-ha, What up?, what up? 

Old bitch ass, ruckus 

Fuck, did y'all just jumped off tha porch 

Ass niggas betta stay, your mother fuckin' ass back 

Turnin' state 

Motherfucker 'round here turnin' state, ha 

You're rattin' on a nigga, ha 

We gonna get your motherfuckin' ass 

How ya luv that 

Askin' my old lady where tha dope at, ha 

Follow her again, bitch, I'ma catch ya 

Uh, huh 

Fuckin' with tha B. Geezy 

I got a cake baked for ya 

Nigga, Juvie 

We got a cake baked for ya