I Did That

[Intro: Juvenile] Them Hot Boys out here, ya heard me? The B.G., headbussin' Moe, fa sho Bout to make it happen Magnolia bout that gafflin' Valence & Magnolia [Verse 1: Juvenile] I'm in the jungle, of niggas that's lookin' for static Two niggas stuck and jackin' just to support his habit Them people rollin', so I gotta do what I can I gotta pound of that sand I picked up from the man The luxuries I gotta have it, black savage He's in the streets holdin' up traffic With the plastic, .45, Desert Eagle automatic My glass is, filled with J.D. and coca-cola classic And niggas that playa-hate I got somethin' for yo asses I'ma act a donkey, boy you best not run up on me You niggas phony, that's why I did that to your homie For instance, when the Mac-9 will erase your existence So distance, yourself from me 'cause my conscience be clickin' Niggas be paranoid when they see I be dippin' Sayin', man let me go, he bout to stomp on that trigger Somebodies wig get split in the middle of the street I got your brains to show you bitches, stop playin' with me And ain't no thing I got my Ruger and I ain't' scared to die Cross that line and I'ma shoot'cha and tell your Mommy bye-bye Hungry for money, like vampires hungry for blood Better get to runnin', solja reeboks is in the mud [Chorus: Turk] Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?" That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say Juvenile you did that? That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say Juvenile you did that? Man, Juvenile you did that... [Verse 2: Big Moe] Don't get caught up fools, in the wrong way 'Cause them niggas out that Lio stay totin' them A.K.'s The baddest trigga happy niggas I ever saw Calliope niggas play the muthafuckin' game raw So don't get'cha self in a jam 'Cause these niggas I hang with really don't give a damn With the quickness, nigga they put them K's to use Niggas like Wango, Wine, Spig, and my boy Deuce So any nigga want some drama get strapped So I can put your bitch ass in my Rest In Peace rap 'Cause dead, yeah, is what'cha gonna be If you fuck with this nigga from that C-P 3, So don't be fuckin' with me 'Cause you'll be lookin' down the barrel of a nine double M, homie And with a nigga like me, holdin' the gat I'mma pull the fuckin' trigger and bust ya head to the fat Then watch your brain run down the city drain And after that, leave the spot 'cause Frank Mignon's comin' to get the remains So all you gangsta ass niggas tilt your hat And plus that bullshit y'all niggas out here are tryin' to do? I fuckin' been there and done that [Chorus: Turk] Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?" That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say Big Moe you did that? That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say Big Moe you did that? [Verse 3: B.G.] Don't make me pull my pistol nigga, 'cause fa-shiggidy I'ma use it This life you strugglin' through you gone lose it I come through actin' foolish, with semi-automatics Shit get hectic, blast, or get blasted I'ma a Baby Gangsta bout drama, bout buckin' Full of that dustin', you bust, I'm bustin' You shoot, I shoot You miss, I hit Hot Boy representin' that gangsta shit Stop playin' with the young soldier, believe You jeopardizin' what's on your shoulder, you shoot at me Take it to the streets, you ain't bout that action Packin' two twenty-three's, sweepers knock you off your feet St. Thomas still got them bags for twenty-five Before I go on the pride, I'm full of that Worldwide Goin' for crime I'll spank them, can't swim with the sharks Through this water, muthafucka I'll spank'em Get'cha mind right, nigga, fuckin' with me Think twice I tote iron I'ma a true B.G., Fuckin' right, I split hats, and I tote Mac's I be fuckin' with silver packs, now what you know about that? Got the all black fit, ready to put in work But niggas actin' like jerks, I put dicks in the dirt I run with Juvenile, 'cause he's a gangsta ass nigga Niggas huntin' like they bout it, but I'll spank that ass nigga So who wants some beef? Let me show you I don't play Told ya I'm that type that'll hit'cha block everyday If you're real, you'll bust back But if you fake, I got'cha Ma & them in all-black It's no escape, I did that [Chorus: Turk] Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head With a strap hollerin' "Nigga what you said?" That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say B.G. you did that? That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a kidnap People out that project say B.G. you did that? Man, Juvenile you did that...