Take Them 5

Juvenile:

I hate to be doin' 5 but 10 even worse

I'ma take it before the district attourney strike worse

Beside he know what I did and they got evidence

And I'm not about to play with them people inteligence

Muthafuckaz try to stay, peep me at my residence

Chargin' me for homicide, they say it was negligent

Fuck it, I'ma accept my lick when it come to me

Now let me see how many of these bitches gon' run for me

Shit, my breath funky with a migraine headache

Big pissed off cause I know I made a mistake

But that's what I get fuckin' with pussy ass niggaz

And 2 dollar hoes that'll trade you for cash figures

They did that. but I got a way to get 'em back

Not with the police though Juve ain't no rat

Nigga tell me shit I done fallen for the end

And you woulda had that dick look when you'd caught that 10

Chorus: Juvenile (2x)

You gon' take 'em (Five)

Are you gon' take that shit to trial

And gon' be denied

Violate probation when you just got caught, with that ride

That alibi ain't gon' work

Ain't it some hotter niggaz from out that 3 be doin' that dirt

Juvenile:

All the money in the world can't even move you

Your lawyers tryin' to fuck you, the judge tryin' to lose you

The district attourney don't give a fuck about y'all

Cause he gotta run run for office again in the fall

So everything he cross examine he tryin' to fuck over

Grudges on his shoulder, tryin' to read his quota

You wastin' ya time boy when you wastin' they time

Cause they'll start off with a nickel and try and give you a dime

You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin KC

You think I'm lyin', go ask my cousin Ducky

Both of my niggaz just cam home from doin' a bit

Both of my niggaz know what encarceration is

Lil Daddy, you fightin' a war you can't win

Your guilty as charged soon as them people stand up in

So accept ya lick, you got caught with more than a brick

And you ain't gon see the streets 'til two-thousand and six

Chorus: Juvenile (2x)

Juvenile:

It's sharks out here boy, niggaz be rattin'

You be up in penitentiary and don't know what happened

Law, you're tellin' me you're wanted for murder and kidknappin'

Short on they information so they lyin' and scrappin'

You don't want to be in jail that ain't you're place

When your child graduate you gon' look her in the face

Tell her lil wodie out there hustlin' somewhere across the nation

All in the projects, take that probation

Believe it or not, you be up in the cell block

Far away from home where you can't eeven sell rocks

Bitches ain't on your side like up in the bricks

Cause once you up in the jailhouse they searchin' for that dick

Sco' no, cho' no, I'm single

My man up in jail, I can still mingle

I'm my own woman, fuck who, what, or when

My man can't whip me, cause he doin' ten

Chorus: Juvenile (4x)