What U Scared 4 Lyrics - Juvenile

I'd be a stupid mothafucka if I'm stuck in his pot 

I ain't waitin' to see what nigga out here love me or not 

I say, I hate em from a distance and they scopin' my neck 

But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck 

And I can already vision people sayin' I'm wrong 

But I rather his momma than my momma singin' that song 

Besides chickens gon' be chickens and ducks gonna be ducks 

And I'm all around guerrilla that love playin' them cuts 

I'ma attached to the streets, those niggas in the pens 

Started problems wit ol' tymers that did ten 

And this bitch curly head still been in the case 

But he ain't man enough to leave a real one in the face 

And to you 4-6 and 8 bitches wit TV pranks 

You jeopardize my living quarters, wanna see me sank 

But I got news for everyone of y'all 

I know who yah is, plus I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib 

Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked 

You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too 

Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin' through 

And who ever sides yappin' we gon' punish em too 

Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked 

You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too 

Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin' through 

And who ever sides yappin' we gon' punish 'em too 

Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless 

Guns and stretcha's, crystal and dubs for breakfast 

I just got one suggestion, ask yah test em, this 'cuz get hectic 

Send one through your son's intestines 

Lock, snock lung through testin's 

If the portrait, bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous 

Ride with the torch, scorchin', ready to blaze 

Step in me ways, kidnap your car for 70 days 

And let it be said, Holly Grove's the home of a soldier 

And if a nigga breathe wrong than it's over 

I never love ya, my metal slug ya 

If you kept on fuckin' wit the squad 

Put the coward's stomach by his thighs, nothin' survives 

And as far as the coke, 20 bricks month and supply 

And as far as the dope, plenty chips come and say, "Hi" 

Drop 3-2 roll, all black, buttons and shyer, I don't need you, hoe 

Jack my dick, cum in yah eyes, what? 

Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked 

You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too 

Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin' through 

And who ever sides yappin' we gon' punish 'em too 

Nigga c'mon, you gotta love us 

Bumpin' inside of humma's 

Ride as thugga's, we who be 

Think that them coward's busta's 

Why we hustlin' in they sleep 

We be in that powder smuggle by the doubles every week 

And if one of them cowards run up try to knock him off his feet 

The brotha is Wheezy, love it or leave me 

Gats hug it and squeeze it 

Crack, bundle it easy 

Run it wit these n' murderers, crooks and x-cons 

Yah test mine I give it to yah chest 6 times 

I believe in me and my family 'cuz niggas is broads 

That leave you slanted, thugged out wit a conspiracy charge 

All pussy ain't the pussy like money and drugs 

I'm dickin' bitches that trial and I'm the jury and judge 

I make sure I separate it, though I hate when I love 

Its just me, cash money millionaires that wackin' the plug 

Wud-up Lil Wheezy, I'm laid back up in the cut if yah need me 

Its love believe me 

Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get spooked 

You was a bad mother fucker at first stunt too 

Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy we comin' through 

And who ever sides yappin' we gon' punish em too