I did this album right here for keeping me and you strong,

[Juvenile Talking]
Thats right cousin, I did this album right here for me and my people ya heared me,
And we got the lord on our side so can't nothing you do or say to me bother me cousin,
I'ma be here until its all over with, I been through alot the past few years,
But I ain't holding no grudges, its all about me and my family,
U.T.P, this how we eat cousin, what

"In My Life"

[Mannie Talking:]
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls
lil children, dogs and cats
right now, you are listening to the incredible drum patterns of
DJ Mannie Fresh

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN !

[Chorus (X2)]
Mannie: I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels,
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds,
Got alot of drinks, steppin out, gators, coca-cola mink
Juvenile: I Need it in my life, I want it in my life
come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
Its ya nigga Juve, from the magnolia, still loakin,
You ho's gon' know whats up with me
Bust the pussy open
Loose titty, loose booty,
round down and up,
if a gangsta can't touch it, what you bouncin it fo'
Now give me leway, watch how a G play
Watch how my name get caught up in the he and she say
Its UTP day, we with the streets may
They represent us when they hear us at the DJs
Break bread with me nigga, is ya mad with me
though we was beefin , your supposed to spend your cash with me
I'm in here last with me, hold me down, give me a whip, give me
a bitch and let her blow me down,
I'm so gutter, I'm so slick, i'm so grimey
I promise you something, I bet you gon find me

CO, give me the keys, aww please, I need two of these

[Chorus (X1)]

[Verse 2 (Juvenile)]
I'm a be so courageous,
and so contagious,
Until my fucking rap sheets gonna recieve mo' pages,
Listen to Juve cuz this my year mon' (my year mon')
Invision I'm bout to kick it in here mon' (in here mon')
Don't you see the Soldiers and Bauds when I appear mon' (appear mon')
About being written on my face cuz I don't fear none (don't fear none)
Me and my team got a scheme to go light the block up,
Skip, Smoove put in work and wacko poppin the chopper
I Scream the "U" cuz I mean it,
the only difference is you be throwing your set up when you screamin
I Seen it, Man all of the obstacles that I been through,
what make you think i'm a be scared of a bitch like you,
I'm ya dog, let me get it all consign me,
you ain't paid them last people yet,
dog don't even remind me,
I gain knowlege, my game polished, and it is obvious
you can't block it, you can't knock it, this is profit

[Chorus (X1)]

[Verse 3 (Juvenile)]
Can I untape the clips and chill ?
Show my niggers its real,
Can my people shop in Beverly Hills,
I got alot of work I know thats gonna be ahead of me still,
But my peace mentality gon' keep me ahead in the field
Pardon me, but I got paper to chase,
Now cut thru the talking and bring me straight to the safe,
I know where the cameras at and I'm destroying the tape,
I'm not leaving no evidence for the forensics to trace,
I had a problem on my hand, a few bills I had been payin',
I figured about a lil'bit less than 75 grand,
and my dog Rocky, caught a nickel for a pistol,
Its serious when the federales comin' to get you,
Life is at a standstill, all change in this damn field,
What you say, can get you and ya mans killed,
This my last chance to come up, this gotta be it,
Juve comin up, the first round' lottery pick

[Chorus (X1)]

"Enemy Turf"

[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 nigga posted up on every perimeter around your house,
and we didn't come here for meeting, or here to loose time,
we some niggas who wanna be eating better in due time,
mutha fuck leaving the block, better to use nines,
It ain't no secret I'm cheap, however my jewels shines,
The prisons got more niggas than the streets do,
who average more than 30 murders a week (nigga we do)
It ain't a war thang, its a fuck me, fuck y'all thang,
And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in the bars man,
So think twice about leaving the gun in the car man,
Nigga don't give a fuck about moving son on the wall man,
Ain't no everybody, its yourself and you all in,
If you paying traps you don't deserve to be balling,

[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]
Its enemy turf c'mon,
so I'ma play it how it go,
cock the hollow points into my black calico,
I'ma make all these bitch niggas 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 fucks with no one,
I went and copped me 4 guns, I'm bout to bust this open,
To all you bitch niggas doubting the force, its gon' get ugly,
I'm that nigga that'll fuck you up quick, thats why the streets love me,
Catch me posted with Lil' Weezy, (?) I'm doing it,
Niggaz having problems with coke 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 watch me serve it,
You holding on the coke now whats the purpose, (?) gon hook it up too,
nigga the scheme is perfect, ya heared me,
now why is you acting like it ain't worth it,

you gon' make me take it, nigga I gotta make it,

[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]

[Turk Talking]
Say nigga, heared a nigga picking (?)
Heared a nigga got all kinda shit ever since he hit that lick he
don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this what we gonna do man,
I want you to go get your niggas and go find that mutha fucka do him in,
ain't nuthing going on around this mutha fucka if I ain't got my hands in it,
I put a nigga on his feet and this how he gonna treat a nigga ?,
I promise, I put this on my babies dawg, we gon get that mutha fucka

[Verse 3 (Juvenile)]
They talking bout' putting a sting on me cuz they say I've been making too much,
Fuck 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,
New has and Curly head them niggas dirty in the TC,
Shit 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 niggas from Feret Street,

[Chorus (X2)]

"Bounce Back"
(feat. Baby)

[Chorus (Juvenile X2):]
I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
Look, Look,
You ever had corns on your finger from squeezing a Mac too much ?
Nigga be robbing the dice game, while me and lil wack you up,
Tripping, stole and stripped cars for a living,
Stayed away from home whenever they was bitching,
We used to rush the customers for sales when they pulled up in cars,
Until the undercovers started putting us behind bars,
Menace to Society is all we watch In the back seat strapped with the throw away glock,
I got some partners in the business never seeing the light,
Ya people would have gotten Cochrane if ya cheese was right,
You know I hold it down player, you a dog,
I'm a real nigga I ain't gon' stop accepting your phone call,
I'ma blow and toss a hoe for you like I'm supposed to do,
I'm serious and focused too, you know I'm overdue,
The first nigga to park a Rolls-Royce in the bricks,
While I fly a private charter out of town by a bitch

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 2 (Juvenile)]
Try to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds,
As long as I breathe there ain't nothing in this world that they can't be,
Yeah I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke,
Started tweaking and broke into the people's house next door,
Shot a nigga for smoking rocks on my mom back porch,
Damn near graduated and got on that dope,
My, work is in part, I am better than smart,
Homie, I hustle with a strategy that has never been taught,
I could make a coke flip, I can make a hoe strip,
I can spray a whole clip, I takes nothing from no bitch,
I got the money in the case, .45 on the waist,
Pitbulls in the yard so stay away from my gates,
Could you believe a nigga feeling like he still ain't ate,
Huh, y'all don't understand, you should have seen my plate,
I'd love to give you some credit, but even you said it,

Your serious about your money, and right now I'm trying to get it

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3 (Baby)]
Yeah, CMR, Black Connection,
I'm on a mission Lil Daddy to put this paint on the caddy,
Riding through the hood and we blowing them candy,
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet,
I was raised in the 3rd thats the heart of the streets,
Saw death and crime from the first same time,
Them rims on shine just a vision of mine,
Put this shit back together cuz I stay on the grind,
Niggaz know I gets me, I stunt all the time,
For the dead and the gone, the young and the grown,
OG mother fuckers who be getting it on,
Niggaz stunt'n and they shining, Bling Blinging all the time and,
I hold my hood down for the shit that I'm driving,
Nigga thug till' death remember the projects ?,
Juve done came back now you bitches upset ?,
Niggas know how we getting it, cuz we getting it on,
Keep em' coming, keep on gettin it bitch my money is long,

[Chorus X2]

"Down South Posted"
(feat. Skip & Wacko)

[Chorus X2 - Juvenile]
Ayo we down south posted and we counting our figgas,
know how to treat these bitches and how to handle these niggas,
don't play with us lil daddy cuz we'll have you in stitches
Its UTP right here and we bout getting our riches,

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
I pledge allegions with the four nickel you niggas no pickle,
cock the pistol point my issues at you and whodi who wit you,
Your body ain't nothing but grizzle, I can see through the tissue,
They gon' think you was in gymnastics how the chopper gon' hit you,
I might have to crash the party if niggas gets me started,
better watch this nickel fourty cuz this bitch gets retarted,
fuck with me shorty, I could teach you how to be flawless,
NOPD wanna see me up in Dora Delawless,
Hate fighting them charges, take a nigga regardless,
Fuck em' and duck em and tell them to suck on a hard dick,
When we was wilding in the nolia they was callin us babies,
I guess the same shit went on in the 80's,
But still crazy, I'm with it too, kinda sneaky know how to get at you,
Not trying to have momma crying and miserable,
I'm already knowing what guns could do,

I've seen some of the worst niggas get blown in two,

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 2 (Skip)]
Yes she say she love me, every time she fucks me,
But then she sayin' fuck me, everytime we fussing,
Skip i'm sick of hustlin, boy you just disgustin,
Nananana, bitch, don't you tell me nothing,
all you know is dollars, Dolce and Gobanna,
Gucci, Fendi, Chanel, Milono, Prada,
All you is is problems, I can't help you solve them,
So when you think, just think, nah don't involve him,
Hang up when you callin', caller ID all em'
If its your number I don't answer, ain't no sense in callin'
Bitch I'm back to ballin', like I fell off,
Like if I was doing bad I'm gonna tell y'all,
What could I tell y'all except suck dick and swallow,
yeah you look good, but can you walk like a model ?
Bitch I pop collars, and I clock dollars,
so watch your watch and watch for the shock BLADAH !

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3 (Wacko)]
Man look up over there, wilding, cursing bitches smoking jo's now,
Got two open charges niggas talking round dro now,
Sarge and so small they spin the bend in regular clothes now,
But whodi and them so smart before they spin, lil one close shop,
Slim just got popped for douljer grind and a weed pipe,
Guess they trying to sock it to my dog with them three strikes,
Fuck that, we got buying money nigga we tight,
UTP, six coat, cut throat nigga we right,
Trying to get you niggas to understand this a new day,
New jewels, new shoes, new twos, new pay,
new trips, new clips, new whips, new K,
A million for my great grand children to my new day,
You straight ? I'm just trying to make sure you straight,
Keep them nappy head bitches out ya face cousin and move weight,
Every nigga working with something thick they do take,
Don't you fall off over a fat ass and a cute face,

[Chorus X2]

"It Ain't Mines"

[Chorus 2x]
Now I don't why you be acting all shady
I only want to hit, not to make you my old lady
So don't be telling me nothing about no babies
You trying to give me a charge you must be crazy

[Juvenile]
I don't know why you making people think I got you swell
You better quit it before one of my bitches pop you hoe
I know your baby daddy he ain't got no flow
You may be into playing games but its gone stop here though
You want more than a fuck, you just trying to tie a nigga up
Like my last bitch, I blew a lot of money on her
I met her, fast pace, lil mama hard for me to slow down
Why the sad face after the results come around?
You want a nigga to play daddy? Should have asked me
I would have gladly told you that I have me
When you met me you told me you wanted a gangsta to hit
Without the wisdom of knowing I'm off the chain with this shit
Now your feelings done got involved and you ain't glad with a fuck
And you wonder why all the players keep on passing you up
Look Juve ain't going through that old Billie Jean shit
I ain't gone let you put your babies on me I mean this

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
You got a fat ass, your chest right, and you dress right
But would I fuck without a rubber? You're thinking I just might
Trying to get an easy pay off, you're fighting for a wild card bitch
But I'm in the playoffs, you be scheming all day, hoe take a day off
Find another target this one you need to stay off
Your looking for a reputation - I'ma give ya one
Don't be trying to give me a charge - nothing a nigga done
As far as I'm concerned that baby can be for anyone
Not til you entered the party there wasn't any fun
It's not me it's the attention I draw
To make these bitches fill out paper work and lie to the law
It's obvious she want to ride in the driver's seat of my car
Taking the lotteries to get some properties from a star
Look Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit
I ain't gone late you put your babies on me I mean this

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
They be like look at his lips, look at her eyes and her ears
Mama said "If I don't approve it, the baby not his"
She said she not gone keep letting yall crowd her baby with kids
Keep playing mama said she saw 380 ya did
I saw the grin on your face the moment I saw you in court
Wish I would have saw your face when the test was exposed
This ain't your first time you done did before
Your not even gonna have a vagina no more
You're making accusations you ain't sure bout
You had a chance to be a queen but still you chose to whore out
Don't even speak you ain't no friend cause you an enemy now
Niggaz knowing you ain't the hoe you pretend to me now
You done caught a maybe-baby, move you're whoring and drama
You needs to try to focus on your daughter lil mama
Look cause Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit
I ain't gone let you put your babies on me I mean this

[Chorus]