Juvenile Enemy Turf Lyrics

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
C'mon, C'mon....
I bet if I pull a pistol and pop you, you gon' tell me where its at,
you see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up clips in the mac,
black hood with black gloves, bandanna round the mouth,
a n____ posted up on every perimeter around your house,
and we didn't come here for a meeting, or here to lose time,
we some n____s wanna be eating better in due time,
m____ f___ leaving the block, its better to use nines,
It ain't no secret I'm cheatin, however Juve shines,
The prisons got way more n____s than the streets do,
who average more than 30 murders a week (n____ we do)
It ain't a war thang, its a f___ me, and f___ y'all thang,
And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in the bar man,
So think twice about leaving the gun in the car man,
n____ don't give a f___, by moon and sun in the war man,
Ain't no everybody, its for self in New Orleans,
If you paying draft you don't deserve to be balling,

[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]
Its enemy turf that im on,
so I'ma play it how it go,
c___ the hollow points into my black calico,
I'ma make all these b____ n____s respect me right,
please let me hit another lick, i'ma be set for life

[Verse 2 (Juvenile)]
Look I'ma solid 170, lips like Bill Bellamy,
Fresh out of the court house from whipping the felony,
Didn't really want to hurt her, but you know how it is,
You better not ever disrespect me hoe in front of my kids.
ayo the cops be rolling, therefore I f___s with no one,
I went and copped me 4 guns, I'm bout to bust this open,
To all you b____ n____s doubting the force, its gon' get ugly,
I'm that n____ that'll f___ you up quick, thats why the streets love me,
Catch me posted on Louisiana and Robertson doing it,
n____z having problems with c__e but we still moving it,
Whatever's on the market I can work it,
I ain't scared, I ain't nervous, give it to Juve dog and let me serve it,
You holding on the c__e now whats the purpose, reals goin hook it up too,
n____ the scheme is perfect, ya heard me,
now why is you acting like it ain't worth it,
see you gon' make me take it, n____ I gotta make it, whats shakin,

[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]

[Turk Talking]
Say n____, heard from that n____ Pickle lately dog,
Heared a n____ got all kinda s___ ever since he hit that lick he
don't want to f___ with a n____, but look this what we gonna do man,
I want you to go get your n____s and go find that m____ f___a do him in,
ain't nuthing going on around this m____ f___a if I ain't got my hands in it,
I put a n____ on his feet and this how he gonna treat a n____,
I promise, I put that on my babies dawg, we gon get that m____ f___a,
we don't care what he owe us,

[Verse 3 (Juvenile)]
They talking bout' whippin a sting on me cuz they say I've been making too much,
f___ what they talking bout', this how I grew up
But this ain't nuthing new bruh, we been throwing this "U" up,
We had some altercations and things but they got blew up,
Nuhas and Curlyhead them n____s dirty in the TC,
s___ that a G like me couldn't even tell you on a CD,
So i'ma make all of my enemies never forget me,
You looking at one of the realest n____s from Freret Street,

[Chorus (X2)]