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"Take It Off Your Shoulder" is a track by Juvenile, from the album Get It How U Live!!, released 28th October 1997. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Verse 1] I'll bust you in your motherfuckin mouth for talkin The beef starts in here, and 1 of us ain't walkin Hope you got your Girbuads and your Reeboks strapped on tight Cuz it's gon' be some shit I'm bout to do that you won't like Picture this, a chrome pipe, up to your dome hot I was a bitch before I drew down, now you got a new sound You found a nigga that you thought was a ho Took something from your family, that you valued the most Chose to beef, chose to creep, but my lady She's pregnant from me She's 5 months, so we lookin at oh, a three? Before my baby bout to touch down Cause man I gotta live can't get my head bust now I'm Bustin at niggas, grieving over my partners that's gone All my P's in the projects with a lotta that chrome Playin a chess game, gotta keep my eye on the next man I dont know you from adam and eve, but I can vouch for me [Chorus] I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over [Verse 2] Watch yourself, it's getting bad and dangerous We bout that foolishness, so niggas scared to hang wit us [?] dressed up in black Ridin around every ward ready to jack It ain't used to be like that, till the drought rolled round' Now niggas occupationally kickin' them doors down Curly head on my back 24/7 And If I gotta deal with these niggas and bitches with 2-11 What do you call them niggas that are duckin the law (Hot) Who them niggas who just shot up your car What you call them niggas that be ready for war (Hot) What you call them niggas that be goin too far Hot Boys running with kerosene running through everything Doing shit, that you never seen To Mag, to the Yo to the Melphamine Niggas talk bout me but very seldom I'm seen Juvi duckin them feds, runnin around with pimp Reg Clockin' the K's puttin' hallow lead into your head My enemies fled They gon get Murdered [?] Some motherfucker claiming that he representin But He ain't from the nolia, so this shit ain't worth me listening This is my system Like an addiction interrogatin the minds of My victim's they can't see becuz they bitchin it's takin I'm making doubters out believers When my blood pressure get high hold up yo dick beater, cause This Nigga, will not be hut, we livin in that UTP And in God we trust Last of the real niggas in the Jects' went nuts And you will teach yo' niggas to be respecting us, uh-huh.. [Chorus] I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over [Verse 3] If I wasn't a thinker, I'll probably be dead right now One of these niggas quick to bust my head by now But liable now, I'm still survivin, cool and konivin' Now I got my enemy drivin, I know that nigga be robbin' Imma tell that nigga let me out at the light And when he put that bitch in park, thats the end of his life 2 or my people, look nigga I got a plan And when I see 200 keys of that sand I'm a marked man, so I'll put that shit in yall hand I'mma be shotcallin, all of my niggas ballin Juve you bout it Wayne is you bout it Turk you bout it Slim you bout it Derrick you bout Baby you bout it Fresh you bout it Tank is you bout it Co is you bout it B.G., ballers you buyed it You and you, you buyed it This motherfuckin investigation on me? This bitch I was fuckin' gave information on me? And it's gonna be a bitch to beat these alligations They tried to torture me with questions at the police station If theres boo-ku operation's They'll inject the streets with playa hatin, tell'em I'm turnin statin Niggas gonna be waiting, fuck that, I'd rather take my chances Hit the Bitch in a minute, I rearrange advanced shit [Chorus] I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over I take It off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the magnolia You better do what I told ya Unless you want to get fucked over
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