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Sets Go Up Lyrics - Reality Check - Juvenile

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Never gonna stop tryin' to get it 

(Two) 

Never turn my back on my city 

(Three) 

Never let the money fuck with me 

(Four) 

I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches 

 

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Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar with us 

Fuckin' over you would give me and my niggaz a rush 

I'm sick of all you and the fortune and supposed to be thugs 

Tellin' stories 'bout your life when that was not how it was 

Yeah, a nigga did some shit back in the days with the pack 

Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the crack 

You get the fuck when you hear shots and it's not yo' peep 

But if a ricochet hit you, you better pop yo' heat 

 

Yeah, you know I'm from the 'Nolia but you do not know me 

Quit eyeballin' a nigga down 'fore you get shot homie 

You don't wanna know what I've been thinkin' up 

You better go 'head on and find you another spot to chill 

'cause I've been drinkin' 

'cause we see a light and everything ain't great 

It's like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya know 

I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his revenues 

I'ma tell you four fuckin' things I'ma never do 

 

(One) 

Never gonna stop tryin' to get it 

(Two) 

Never turn my back on my city 

(Three) 

Never let the money fuck with me 

(Four) 

I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches 

 

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From the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we doin' it big 

If you're ghetto you know who Wacko and Juvenile is 

New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, 'cause these my peeps 

You could pick up some bad habits hangin' in these streets 

Have you talkin' to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth 

Walkin' 'round you like you took care and you handled your beef 

Pissed off 'cause your hoe wanna come talk to me 

 

To show me the little gift that she done bought for me 

I take it back to when the big timers was pushin' the size 

When niggaz wore Dickies suits like it was regular jobs 

We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's used to be packed 

And rumors started poppin' and it started to crack 

We used to drink Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the back 

We had four rules in life and I can promise you that 

 

(One) 

Never gonna stop tryin' to get it 

(Two) 

Never turn my back on my city 

(Three) 

Never let the money fuck with me 

(Four) 

I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches 

 

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Now why you muggin' a nigga? Let that bitch go 

Let her bounce with a gangsta out six coat 

Let her wil' out and flick it off a disco 

Let me gas up, dick her down and get ghost 

Ain't trickin' for the vagina, I like to get throat 

Yo' stupid ass tryin' to stay in here and lick toes 

Good girls love G's, that's how the shit go 

That's why niggaz need to tighten up and get low 

 

I know you heard of, I'm gettin' doe 

Let me check my palm pilot, I'm gettin' hoes 

Let me check my squad' wallets, we gettin' close 

My squad up in the crowd wilin', they spittin' more 

Drive by in the '5-5, forget a '4 

Five, five and another five, we get a show 

Fifteen and another five, you'll get some blow 

You hustlin' your block, pop and you get some more 

 

(One) 

Never gonna stop tryin' to get it 

(Two) 

Never turn my back on my city 

(Three) 

Never let the money fuck with me 

(Four) 

I'ma never stop hollerin' at these bitches 

 

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