Mannie Fresh - Da Magnolia lyrics

(Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) [Juvenile] Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a b**h n***as breakin' up bricks, n***as tryin' ta be rich Dope house get hit, on 'rilla & 6th Somebody wig get split...for ten G's of chips It's where the Feds'll dip through - enemies get you Catch you at tha second line, n***as'll flip you Kids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too L.D. buckin' cause T.C. k**in' ain't nothin' Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin' On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six o'clock Four or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot! n***as gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruh Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats was sour Motherf**ers gettin' chopped up, every hour.. ...Carbine aimed at your dome...for some powder I'ma do like yella boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer Get off seventeen, and, n***a, I'mma holla! (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) (Hook [Mannie Fresh]) Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Now, where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? [Juvenile] Is ya ready for it? Better be over-prepared When ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE" And they be ragged up, twenty-five dollar bagged up Whole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs Well aware on the route that he's gonna duck... ...if somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him up If a b**h with him, she better be smart, or tough luck Cause he gon' break and bust; she gon' be f**ed up Mind your business is a code, too, I never told... ...ever since a n***a was a minute years old Bein' a ballin' shot caller...is tha goal I'll hospitalize anybody...in the roll To make it there, you talk crazy, we take it there You'll feel like a steak, n***a: you medium-rare All these n***as wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge With tha AK-47, it'll change you boys (Hook [Mannie Fresh]) [Juvenile] Clique up, load up...pistols, mask Ride through, slow down, jump out, blast Put 'bout...fifty...in your...a** Second...linin'...family...scared Go score, rock it, chop it, serve it Got a...deal for...fifty, twerk it Mission: riches, hittin'...switches Twenty...inches, plenty...b**hes All day, hustle - beaucoup...scuffle n***as...huddle, AK...muffled Blood in...puddles, people...scatter Flying...pieces...of human...matter Police...don't know - probly...won't know Unless...it's they...sh**, they...don't know Keep it...quiet, tell no...body Start no...sh** and...stay in...silence Maintain...focus, stay off...porches Watch for...roaches, carry...toasters (Hook [Mannie Fresh]) Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Da...Magnolia Home...of tha soldiers Now, where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? [Mannie Fresh] Where you goin', motherf**er, where you goin'? Where you from, motherf**er, where you from? I know where I'm goin' - to tha f**in' Magnolia Believe that there Yeah, yeah, yeah Layin' it down, mm-hmm Layin' it down, mm-hmm, mm-hmm To 3000 (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two...) (...one)