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[Intro: Gangland] New Orleans is ruled by thugs even more ruthless than LA's most violent gangs The Crips & Bloods tried to establish themselves here, and these guys killed them. Simple as that—gone! See ya later! We look at gangs like this; it's like a coward move to us. But a gang, it takes fifteen people to get in two cars and do a drive-by and kill one person. In New Orleans, I just saw one person kill fifteen people. [Hook: Juvenile] You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remaining a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothing out of something You handle your biz and don’t be crying and suffering You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remaining a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothing out of something You handle your biz and don’t be crying and suffering [Verse 1: WHO BOY BOY] Definition of the living dead Got a dead bitch giving head Tulip flowers growing on my bed Rust and blood settle on my lead Broken soul but I'm breaking bread Head dreaded boy from Waggaman Petey Pablo shirt off On 'em swinging like a helicopter Got it covering this chopper Spitting out them yoppas Got the drama with the llama I can get you to Nirvana Run them pockets proper We create our own karma Balboa out the Magnolia Northside Soulja Need the keys to the Rover Yung $carecrow-a [Hook: Juvenile & LIL WAAAAAA] You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remaining a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothing out of something (Aye) You handle your biz, (aye, aye) and don’t be crying and suffering [Verse 2: LIL WAAAAAA] Ruby the fucking ape Ruby the fucking orangutan Mumbling nothing Just the discussion of public destruction I'm up in flames The Soulja by the lake Feeling like I'm in the navy, but I pull up in the tank, aye Sipping the tang out of an AK Kangaroo the next lane Lame move, you looking plain Can't redo the flex, mane Camo on my body like I just got back from the war I heard a bang in the bank Ben Frank on the floor Back in New Orleans, now everybody wanna score I'm trying to finesse the lesser into something more I'm drawing a blank on who the fuck you is [Hook: Juvenile] You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remaining a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothing out of something You handle your biz and don’t be crying and suffering
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