Heata On Me lyrics

by

Juvenile


[Verse 1: Soulja Slim]
Deep down in that south n*gga way way under
That n*gga Soulja Slim had sh*t poppin one summer
I'm pushing geezy hummer and he pushing my lac
This some throwback sh*t ya'll don't know what's happening
n*ggas selling they soul for a meal ticket
I been hurting, I keep working and I will get it
I'ma keep it real with it
Had a Archie Manning saints throwback on in a fitted
And some black Reeboks tennis
You already know I got on some black girbauds
With a gun that'll cook a n*gga like he fell on the stove
I'ma O.G. lil daddy I still ride with my heat
But I'm coming closer with God asking him to forgive me
Hear me out n*gga, feel my pain its all real
These lil boys slanging that iron but they ain't got no kills
Betta stay the f*ck from round me with that wild gun firing
They ain't stepping on my back I'm coming out of retirement

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I keep that motherf*cking heata on me
That's why no n*gga don't come f*cking with me

[Verse 2: B.G.]
I was raised by killers and jackers on the block
Had me holding they macs and nines while I sold rocks
I watched observed and learned
Made 13 hopped off the porch felt it was my turn
First thing I did was got a burner
I knew them old n*ggas would test me cause I was a young earner
Uptown is dangerous ground n*ggas get plucked
You know how slim and gizzle roll the streets made us
We get in beef k's bust
We making a statement if you owe then you better pay us
f*ck around ya people taped up
You know this chopper city sh*t real you could get ya throat cut
My n*ggas in the hood doped up
Ready to bang out with ATF whoever we don't give a f*ck
Shop stay open we never close
I shouldn't have to tell ya you know how it goes
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[Verse 3: Soulja Slim]
You f*cking with this n*gga here
I'm f*cking with this n*gga too
A n*gga have no f*cking heart
You know what my trigger do
Rat tat tat a ta ta mane
Make that n*gga scatter mane
I'm two thousand big trigger mane
Plus he ain't change
Who who I'm talking to you
Too many n*ggas ratting now so I only f*ck with a few
Make sure I feed that n*gga with a long handle spoon
Cause my lil platoon be home soon
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas they just trying to get on
It take way more than screaming out cutthroat to the bone
sh*t I'm cutthroat to the bone and that's a actual fact
I been committed involuntary and it came like that
So don't be looking crazy frowning up like you don't know me
You heard my f*cking accent you heard me holla woodie
I'ma down south third ward magnolia die hard
Cutthroat to the bone gristle
I ain't never scared boy

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