Juvenile, Bulletproof, Big Moe, B.G. - I Did That lyrics

[Juvenile, Bulletproof, Big Moe, B.G. - I Did That lyrics]

Them Hot Boys out here, ya heard me?
The BG, headbussin' Moe, fa sho
Bout to make it happen
Magnolia bout that gafflin'
Valence & Magnolia

I'm in the jungle
Of niggas that's lookin' for static
Two niggas stuck and jackin' just
To support his habit
Them people rollin', so I gotta do what I can
I gotta pound of that sand I
Picked up from the man
The luxuries I gotta have it, black savage
He's in the streets holdin' up traffic
With the plastic, Desert Eagle 45 automatic
My glass is
Filled with JD and coca-cola classic
And niggas that playa hate I
Got somethin' for yo asses
I'ma act a donkey
Boy you best not run up on me
You niggas phony
That's why I did that to your homie
For instance
When the Mac-9 will erase your existence
So distance, yourself from me 'cause my
Conscience be clickin'
Niggas be paranoid when they see I be dippin'
Sayin', man let me go
He bout to stomp on that trigger
Somebodies wig get split in the
Middle of the street
I got your brains to show you bitches
Stop playin' with me
And ain't no thing I got my Ruger
And I ain't' scared to die
Cross that line and I'ma shoot'cha and
Tell your Mommy bye bye hungry for money
Like vampires hungry for blood
Better get to runnin'
Solja reeboks is in the mud

Phase, a blast of foolishness
Went through his head
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say
Juvenile you did that?
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say
Juvenile you did that?
Man, Juvenile you did that

Don't get caught up fools, in the wrong way
'Cause them niggas out that Lio
Stay totin' them AK's
The baddest trigga happy niggas I ever saw
Calliope niggas play the
Muthafuckin' game raw
So don't get'cha self in a jam
'Cause these niggas I hang with
Really don't give a damn with the quickness
Nigga they put them K's to use
Niggas like Wango, Wine, Spig
And my boy Deuce
So any nigga want some drama get strapped
So I can put your bitch ass
In my Rest In Peace rap
'Cause dead, yeah, is what'cha gonna be
If you fuck with this nigga from that C-P 3
So don't be fuckin' with me
'Cause you'll be lookin' down the barrel
Of a nine double M, homie
And with a nigga like me, holdin' the gat
I'mma pull the fuckin' trigger and bust
Ya head to the fat
Then watch your brain run down the city drain
And after that
Leave the spot 'cause Frank Mignon's
Comin' to get the remains
So all you gangsta ass niggas tilt your hat
And plus that bullshit y'all niggas out
Here are tryin' to do?
I fuckin' been there and done that

Phase, a blast of foolishness
Went through his head
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say Big
Moe you did that?
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say Big
Moe you did that?

Don't make me pull my pistol nigga
'cause fa-shiggidy I'ma use it
This life you strugglin' through
You gone lose it
I come through actin' foolish
With semi-automatics
Shit get hectic, blast, or get blasted
I'ma a Baby Gangsta bout drama, bout buckin'
Full of that dustin', you bust, I'm bustin'
You shoot, I shoot you miss, I hit
Hot Boy representin' that gangsta shit
Stop playin' with the young soldier, believe
You jeopardizin' what's on your shoulder
You shoot at me take it to the streets
You ain't bout that action
Packin' two twenty-three's
Sweepers knock you off your feet
St thomas still got them bags for twenty-five
Before I go on the pride
I'm full of that Worldwide
Goin' for crime I'll spank them
Can't swim with the sharks
Through this water, muthafucka I'll spank'em
Get'cha mind right, nigga, fuckin' with me
Think twice I tote iron I'ma a true BG
Fuckin' right, I split hats, and I tote Mac's
I be fuckin' with silver packs
Now what you know about that?
Got the all black fit, ready to put in work
But niggas actin' like jerks
I put dicks in the dirt i run with Juvenile
'cause he's a gangsta ass nigga
Niggas huntin' like they bout it
But, I'll spank that ass nigga
So who wants some beef? Let me
Show you I don't play told ya I'm that type
That'll hit'cha block everyday
If you're real, you'll bust back
But, if you fake
I got'cha Ma & them in all-black
It's no escape, I did that

Phase, a blast of foolishness
Went through his head
With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?"
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say BG you did that?
That iron again is mine right?
Snatchin' for a kidnap
People out that project say BG you did that?
Man, Juvenile you did that

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