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[Juvenile (Verse 1)] You live that life... slangin' that iron off tha porch When a nigga blow... you hit him up with tha torch You got confidence... you got your chest buffed out If you buy a Lex... you got your shit clutched out Niggas know your name... 'cause they done heard it in tha pen Niggas know your face... 'cause of tha places you done ben Your family straight... is that goin' for somethinYou got your lil' man with ya... he ain't askin' for nothinGet rid of these roaches... you got a Cash Money toaster Ready for war... you got that iron in your holster Full of that fire... black magic on your tires You keep all of your hoes 'cause you a liar You're swolled up... you just come home from doin' sticks You done blowed up... and you already got them bricks If they try ta jack... is you gon' put 'em in they place? When you cock your shit... is you gon' hit 'em in they face? (Chorus) Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step Play if me if you want, we gon' march nigga step March nigga step March nigga step Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step Bring your 40's and 9's, and you march nigga step Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step March nigga step

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