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Take Them 5 - Juvenile



     
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I hate to be doin' 5 but 10 even worse
I'ma take it before the district attorney strike worse
Beside he know what I did and they got evidence
And I'm not about to play with them people intelligence
Motherfuckers try to stay, peep me at my residence
Chargin' me for homicide, they say it was negligent
Fuck it, I'ma accept my lick when it come to me
Now let me see how many of these bitches gon' run for me
Shit, my breath funky with a migraine headache
Big pissed off 'cause I know I made a mistake
But that's what I get fuckin' with pussy ass niggaz
And 2 dollar hoes that'll trade you for cash figures
They did that but I got a way to get 'em back
Not with the police though Juve ain't no rat
Nigga tell me shit, I done fallen for the end
And you woulda had that dick look when you'd caught that 10
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught

With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
All the money in the world can't even move you
Your lawyers tryin' to fuck you, the judge tryin' to lose you
The district attorney don't give a fuck about y'all
'Cause he gotta run run for office again in the fall
So everything he cross-examine, he tryin' to fuck over
Grudges on his shoulder, tryin' to read his quota
You wastin' ya time boy when you wastin' they time
'Cause they'll start off with a nickel and try and give you a dime
You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin KC
You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin Ducky
Both of my niggaz just cam home from doin' a bit
Both of my niggaz know what incarceration is
Lil' Daddy, you fightin' a war you can't win
You're guilty as charged soon as them people stand up in
So accept ya lick, you got caught with more than a brick
And you ain't gon' see the streets 'til two-thousand and six
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
It's sharks out here boy, niggaz be rattin'
You be up in penitentiary and don't know what happened
Law, you're tellin' me you're wanted for murder and kidknappin'
Short on they information so they lyin' and scrappin'
You don't want to be in jail, that ain't your place
When your child graduate you gon' look her in the face
Tell her lil' wodie out there hustlin' somewhere across the nation
All in the projects, take that probation
Believe it or not, you be up in the cell block
Far away from home where you can't even sell rocks
Bitches ain't on your side like up in the bricks
'Cause once you up in the jail house, they searchin' for that dick
Sco' no, cho' no, I'm single
My man up in jail, I can still mingle
I'm my own woman, fuck who, what or when
My man can't whip me 'cause he doin' ten
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt
You gon' take 'em 5, are you gon' take that shit to trial?
And gon' be denied, violate probation when you just got caught
With that ride, that alibi ain't gon' work
Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt

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New Orleans-based rapper Juvenile was born Terius Gray. After beginning his performing career while in his teens, he released a 1995 album on Warlock titled Being Myself. He eventually crossed paths with Cash Money label owners Ronald "Suga Slim" and Brian "Baby" Williams, who issued 1996's Solja Rags; the album became a major underground hit, and set the stage for the release of 1998's 400 Degreez. In 1999, with Juvenile's popularity growing, Solja Rags was reissued nationally, and Warlock jumped on the bandwagon with a remixed version of Being Myself. The year ended with the release of a new studio effort, Tha G-Code, followed by Project English two years later in 2001. In 2002 he left Cash Money and formed his own collective, the UTP Playas (Uptown Project Playas), with whom he recorded a posse album, The Compilation. The album went nowhere and a year later he was back on Cash Money and releasing Juve the Great which featured the chart-topping hit "Slow Motion". The 2005 single from the UTP Playas "Noila Clap" was another big track and Juvenile was ready once again to shopping for a new label. As he was signing a new contract with Asylum his Slidell, Louisiana home was destroyed by Hurricane Katrina. The hurricane and its grim aftermath were hot topics on his 2006 album Reality Check.



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