When you got that iron... is you gon' slang what's in yo' hand?

[Chorus]
Well grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, we gon' march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and you march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step

[Verse 3]
You full of some diamonds... you got your Rolie iced out
You're steadily shinin'... you livin' in a nice house
You gon' put your girl... up on tha next thing smokin'
If she think you're jokin'... is she gon' get a quick chokin'?
You could take a trip... to tha Bahamas if you want
You could turn a trick... with lil' momma if ya want
You ain't worried 'bout nothin'... tha game been good to you
So you done retired from hustlin'... or is ya still doin' somethin'?
You tired of them laws... tryin' ta take niggas ta jail
You tired of them boys... cuz you got money for your bail
You got a reputation... cuz you be bustin' them heads
Niggas be infiltratin'... tryin' ta give you up to tha Feds
You eat tha best of shit... and be ballin' at breakfast-s
Tattoos all on your stomach and on your neck and shit
You 'bout ridin' up in tha best of shit, and them new Lexus-s
You got nothin' but diamonds up in your necklaces

[Chorus]
Well grab your 223's, and 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
March nigga step
Grab your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Bring your 223's, and march nigga step
Bring your 40's and 9's, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon' march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step

[Juvenile]
Bring your MAC-11, and march nigga step
Bring your AK, march nigga step
Bring your MAC-90, march nigga step
Call my nigga, Baby, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Weezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Turk, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Geezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Mannie, ta march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Play with tha CMB, you gon' march nigga step
March nigga step

[Mannie Fresh talking]
In tha year 2000
March nigga step
Get tha fuck on

"Guerrilla"

[talking]
[B.G.] What's up, Juvie
[Juvenile] What's happenin', B.Geezy
[B.G.] I'm chillin'. Me, I don't like them old bitch ass niggas
[Juvenile] I don't like them bitch ass niggas either
[B.G.] They better get tha fuck from 'round here
[Juvenile] Rattin' motherfucker

[B.G.]
Nigga, come on my set, I'ma feel disrespect
Now they gon' get they issue, they done walked into that
No vest ain't gon' protect you
The shit that's in my clique gon' sail through your chest fool
I'm tellin' you
I'ma bring drama, chaos, nothin' less
When I'm ridin' 'round your set, it's a nigga best eject
Nigga, like a rain storm, your whole block get wet
All it take is one to tha head, bahdi-by-by, you rest
Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed
I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex
Roamin' on tha streets, Feds got a warrant for my arrest
Fuck that, I'm just a nigga they gon' have ta catch
I kick a nigga momma door in if he tryin' ta hide
And then I put one in his mom head if I don't get mine
You could call it what you wanna, but that's how I play it

Now play with me, I got a K, and watch how quick I spray it

[Chorus]
[Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
[B.G.] I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block
I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop
[Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
[B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block
I don't even want them niggas lookin' at our shop

[Juvenile]
You don't know you're not suppose ta be around these parts
You don't know you goin' in and you might get caught
You be tryin' ta get some information out these broads
Tryin' ta find out where a nigga hide his stash and cars
It's niggas like you that be gettin' niggas like me stuck
It's niggas like you that be givin' niggas like me up
I'm tryin' ta figure if you work for tha police or what
You plobly hangin' 'round a nigga 'cause you need a buck
They got dope around tha projects, and it leads to us
Feds know we ain't be sellin' nothin' but ki's and up
Rattin', I gotcha
I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya
You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya
That lil' man was surprised to have you like I gotcha
See me empty every clip out of my chopper

You gon' get caught up 'cause you keep fuckin' with poppa... poppa

[Chorus]
[Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
[B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas hangin' on our block
I don't even want them niggas scorin' out our shop
[Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want them niggas fuckin' with our hoes
[B.G.] Man, I don't even want them niggas ridin' down our block
And I betta not catch them niggas hangin' 'round our shop

[B.G.]
Wodie, are you ready ta get this beef cookin'?
'Cause once it's on tha stove, get on your shit because I'm lookin'
You betta know
I ain't gonna let a nigga disrespect my clique
And I ain't gon' let a nigga come and take my shit
That'll make me look like a stone cold bitch
So ain't no way I ain't gon' grab my K and let my shit spit
When I spin the ben I don't give a fuck who gets split
If you get hit... it's all on you if you innocent
It's game we play, and it's hectic
If you ain't got a vest, you ain't protected
With pussy-niggas... my block's infested
So one by one, they all gon' get rested
Me and my others' dog act a ass, ho
When I hit you all in your face, your casket is closed

Nigga thought it was all good and got that ass burnt... that ass burnt

[Chorus]
[Juvenile] I don't even want them niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round my door
[B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block
I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop
[Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more
I don't even want these niggas tryin' ta come ta score
[B.G.] I don't even want these niggas hangin' 'round our block
I don't even want these niggas scorin' out our shop
[Juvenile] I don't even want these niggas comin' 'round no more
Look, I don't even want you niggas fuckin' with our hoes
[B.G.] I don't even want you niggas ridin' down my block
I don't even betta not catch you niggas lookin' at my shop,
nigga

[B.G. + Juvenile talking]
[B.G.] Ha-ha
[Juvenile] What up, what up
[B.G.] Old bitch-ass, ruckus
Fuck, did y'all just jumped off tha porch
Ass-niggas betta stay... your mother fuckin' ass back
[Juvenile] Turnin' state
Motherfucker 'round here turnin' state, ha
You're rattin' on a nigga, ha
We gonna get your motherfuckin' ass
[B.G.] How ya luv that
[Juvenile] Askin' my old lady where tha dope at, ha
Follow her again, bitch, I'ma catch ya
[B.G.] Uh-huh
Fuckin' with tha B.Geezy
[Juvenile] I got a cake baked for ya
[B.G.] Nigga, Juvie
[Juvenile] We got a cake baked for ya

"Set It Off"

[Juvenile]
I'ma T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up
I'ma find me some new pussy, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, cuz my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin
Lil Momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin
Now prepare yourself for some new dick'n
You don't want it girl?, you don't know what u missin
I'm tha baddest boss nigga walkin
You ain't heard I got a team of head busters waitin to give me tha work
I gotta few in tha East Coast, a few in tha West
Down-South to Mid-W, wassup to tha rest
Can't forget about tha ghetto, where they strugglin in debt
No matter what I do dawg, I love my set

[Hook (Juvenile)]
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthafucka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup

Set It Off in this muthafucka

[Juvenile]
That Nig-gidty Nig-gidty Nile's in this bitch, get right
Fuck what u heard on tha streets, it's CMR for life
Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white
Jump stupid if u want, bitch we gone clown tonite
We got 25 choppers in tha V.I.P.
Cristal 40 jack and a pound of weed
And I know u waitin for me to get drunk, and follow me home
Picture what I'm gone give to u, a shot to yo dome
Fuckin wit yo boys and all that talkin, they gone get hit too
I'm really not givin a fuck, as long as I get u
Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba
Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherfucker
I'ma general, executin tha plan
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n tha land
Comin up on hoes, tellin them to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off just me and my man

[Hook]

[Juvenile]
55% of these niggas is fake, tha other 45% be handlin they weight
55% of these women is hoes, tha other 45% be playin they role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, take these muthafuckin cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, but us
And ridin on 20's is tha law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
Fuck ya if ya hatin, nigga save that there
I been dealinw it u bitches from why way back then
Plus I kept a fire ducked off to lay back in
You say my momma played me and J be tight
Juvie takin care, so everything alright
Bitches see tha sliver (?) wit tha phat ass pipes
Bein followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes

[Hook]

"H.B. HeadBusta"

[Juvenile]
Get out the way now, hey.. get out the way now..
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now.. ahh, ahh
Get out the way now, the headbusters on the way now.. mmm
Get out the way.. get out the way now..

You wonder why I don't smile and don't make friends
or ki-ki with new niggaz; cause I don't know dem
I didn't shoot marbles witcha and you ain't no kin
Kissin ass like you be doin look you ain't no men
The only reason you're talkin crazy cause you drank mo' gin
You can take it there if you want, look you ain't gon' win
And I'm feelin like an example is needed to be made
I'ma take this calico and go bust me a head
They might just won't retailate, they might just be afraid
Some niggaz I been fuckin with controllin what they say
It's still on! They wouldn't let me ride
That was they nigga that we killed so one of us gotta die
Oh yeah, they wanna play ha?
Must really be underestimatin me and this 'k ha?
It must not be meant for you so please get out the way now

I'm one of the best doin this, bout every day now.. hah..

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I'm warnin ya, I'm tellin ya
A HeadBusta is up in ya area
Don't stand there better be bailin brah
Or hollow tip bullets gonna tear you up

[Juvenile]
I wonder how long it's gon' take 'fore niggaz realize I'm not a game
Look at me nigga, you think I'm playin?
Do it look like everything in my life goin correctly?
Bitch, I'ma be bout it 'til the man come get me
I got a fucked up conscience, and my thinkin ain't right
I got a brand new child but look I'ma slanger tonight
Nigga swellin up his chest, cause I'm bangin his wife
I'm at the bar drinkin Hennessy, he came with a knife
I got my man on the side of me, he scopin him right
He think it's over but he gonna get fucked over tonight
If I got problem witcha I'ma address it, front and center
If we beef in January, won't be until December
I'm tryin to getcha outta here
Like your momma and your lawyer, stuck with four or five open charges
Dealin with you bitches like you're one of my children

Whippin your ass because you left out the buildin

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
Fuck with a G ain't gon' never stop
Somebody gotta go - you better have the better plot
Cause if not, little shit could escalate to big shit
One of your little man'sll be the one pay you a visit
Enticed by them neighbors, they gave him a picture
Twenty G's, some toolies, now he comin to getcha
Wodie my life is like a football field
He done crossed the line of scrimmage is the one I kill, and I feel
that the marker should be first and goal
And I got the ball of course, goin in to sco' - nigga
What's my motherfuckin name? Wodie it don't matter
What's the shit up in my hand? A piece of chrome manner
And I just had me a blunt, and a cup of that gin