Juvenile - Settle the Score lyrics

[Intro] What you about to hear gone fu*k you up Because this the first time you ever heard some sh** like this n***a I'm tellin you this sh** so off the f**ing hook bro Ya'll man look check this sh** out {Humming in Background} + {"Waaaaaa" in Background} Mystikal: Mystikal and Juvenile n***a Say Juvey they don't believe you did the beat bro Juvenile: What you mean n***a, f**in right I did this beat Mystikal: I tried to tell them n***as bro [Mystikal] I come with my own look, my own sound, my own style Who the f** you think drawed this crowd It's the ripper, the clean up hitter You bitter intimidating young long dick n***a Now s** it, now s** it, while you around here playa hating Your woman around here screaming f** Me, f** Me Tell me something, don't I put down on my albums Motherf**a nobody ever told you I was hard as a NFL Helmet I write 'em, land 'em, plant 'em BAM n***a can't stand 'em On top, on sight, heads up, bust 'em at random (What You Did?) I got the vest out, put the braids back, put on the bandana (What Else You Did?) Signed a brand new contract, shot the video in Atlanta Don't pull me, can't hold me the beat don't move me You know smokin, drinkin whenever I kick it with Juvey Back on my own, back on my zone Feelin better, lookin better Bout to go get it and bring it back home [Hook 2X: Juvenile] A n***a got, got but I won't no more Cause this time round I come to settle the score Greedy n***as eat good, but not that long They wind up with a stomach ache balled up in they home [Juvenile] You better cancel that sh**, about you run this here I ain't seen you on the charts what you done this year Y'all thought "Project English" was the last of this sh** When I was really only given y'all half of this sh** f**in right I made the beat, and I wrote this rap But a n***as In the ghetto want to post the crack Got two n***as posted watching a bus with macks Just waiting on the police and n***as to jack To people across the nation, thanks for being patient Ya'll been itching for some G-sh** Huh, I know you waiting When you cop the cd, get some Herb and Ride Turn the b**h up real loud so you can feel my Vibe I got a long way to go, I'm just gettin started I'm 26 years old and I'm still retarded I ain't talking about handicapped I'm talking about the way I talk and Express my rap You Feelin that [Hook] [Juvenile] Anytime you say my name make sure it's some good sh** Look I'm not your eldest rapper, I stay on some hood sh** Am I hatin on Cash Money, Now Stop Playin I respect it How it came, Now I got Game (Bling) I'm all about U.T.P. Family and Kids And Takin Care of business it the way that we live I don't need a record deal just give me my props How many muthaf**as you know keepin it hot [Mystikal] Believe it or not, keepin my spot locked I got more season than the seafood out the gumbo pot Now run your mouth and lose your slot (I'm Lowdown) I make em feed for me like junk is fever one more rock(Tease Me) Ain't this some sh** I'm famous and rich (Huh Bro) I got b**hes I ain't even f**ed claiming my dick If thats how it is, I guess we gone see Is this all about that big truck and U.T.P [Hook and Ad Libs to fade]