Solja Rag [Radio Version] Lyrics

Song	Solja Rag [Radio Version]
Artist	Juvenile
Album	Solja Rags
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	作词 : Gray, Thomas
	(helicoptor sound)
	Juvenile:
	You 'bout dat paper
	You on top
	You handlin' business
	You doin' swell
	Down with yo' partners to da finish
	Are you willin'
	To hit da streetz up and make a killin'
	Are you a villain
	Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions
	Do you do your time
	Without rattin' on your partners
	Do you kill your beef
	With a pistol or a chopper
	Is you da man
	Do you pay all of your bills
	Did you make a plan
	And won't stop 'till it's fulfilled
	Can you handle coke
	Can you handle dope
	Ain't afraid to go
	Even though you know
	Ya daddy, look ya
	Do you take care of yo' kids
	Is it clean in yo' crib
	Can't you stand to eat some ribs
	Ain't it scandalous how we live
	You ball with Cash Money
	Do you like Manny Fresh
	Ain't it jive how I rap
	Puttin' New Orleans on the map
	You brush ya teeth
	You on dem hoes
	You got dem Ree's on ya feet
	With them Girbauds
	Chorus x4:
	Then you a solja partner, put up a solja rag!!!
	Throw up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Juvenile:
	Now what's happenin' wit' you
	You knockin' them heads off too
	You do what a playa do
	You work in the Rochambeau
	You ain't scared to blast
	When you got dat iron wit ya
	Do ya twerk it fast
	You acts a fool
	You got ya ski mask
	And ya solja rag
	Look...
	You ready to blow a bag
	Can you hustle like it's legal
	Can you avoid da people
	And hotwire a Regal
	You 'bout that evil
	Look...
	You on a ignorant trip
	When ya girl get flip
	Do you deal with her lip
	You like them Beamers
	You like them Benz 500s
	You like thmem Hummers
	You like them big fine womens
	You a playa ain't ya
	None of these cowards out could fade ya
	The ghetto made ya
	Dope fiends and junkies raised ya
	Do you sleep in suites
	Do you go shopping every week
	When you hit da streetz
	You got dem Reeboks on your feet
	Chorus
	Juvenile:
	Is you a paper chaser
	You got your block on fire
	Remainin' a G
	Until the moment you expire
	You know what it is
	To make nothin' outta somethin'
	You handle your biz
	And don't be cryin'
	And sufferin'
	Your playaz is wit ya
	You got your girlfriends wit ya
	Since you was a kid,
	You was a instant wig-splitter
	You twinkle your slug
	You ain't no coward huh
	You stompin' ya box in the mud
	A Hot Boy microwave oven
	Tatooted up, booted up
	None of these sissys lovin'
	Your windows are tinted
	You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it
	You don't mess with them Nike tennis?
	You play with Barettas
	You got choppers up on the dresser
	You sleep in the Royal Sonesta
	You wanna hit Vanessa
	You believe in GOD
	But can you handle it when its hard
	And represent your ward
	You be stalkin' the boulevard
	Chorus
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	You a solja partner, put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Don't be no fag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Come blow a bag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Holla at me boy
	Put up a solja rag

	zuo ci : Gray, Thomas
	helicoptor sound
	Juvenile:
	You ' bout dat paper
	You on top
	You handlin' business
	You doin' swell
	Down with yo' partners to da finish
	Are you willin'
	To hit da streetz up and make a killin'
	Are you a villain
	Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions
	Do you do your time
	Without rattin' on your partners
	Do you kill your beef
	With a pistol or a chopper
	Is you da man
	Do you pay all of your bills
	Did you make a plan
	And won' t stop ' till it' s fulfilled
	Can you handle coke
	Can you handle dope
	Ain' t afraid to go
	Even though you know
	Ya daddy, look ya
	Do you take care of yo' kids
	Is it clean in yo' crib
	Can' t you stand to eat some ribs
	Ain' t it scandalous how we live
	You ball with Cash Money
	Do you like Manny Fresh
	Ain' t it jive how I rap
	Puttin' New Orleans on the map
	You brush ya teeth
	You on dem hoes
	You got dem Ree' s on ya feet
	With them Girbauds
	Chorus x4:
	Then you a solja partner, put up a solja rag!!!
	Throw up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Juvenile:
	Now what' s happenin' wit' you
	You knockin' them heads off too
	You do what a playa do
	You work in the Rochambeau
	You ain' t scared to blast
	When you got dat iron wit ya
	Do ya twerk it fast
	You acts a fool
	You got ya ski mask
	And ya solja rag
	Look...
	You ready to blow a bag
	Can you hustle like it' s legal
	Can you avoid da people
	And hotwire a Regal
	You ' bout that evil
	Look...
	You on a ignorant trip
	When ya girl get flip
	Do you deal with her lip
	You like them Beamers
	You like them Benz 500s
	You like thmem Hummers
	You like them big fine womens
	You a playa ain' t ya
	None of these cowards out could fade ya
	The ghetto made ya
	Dope fiends and junkies raised ya
	Do you sleep in suites
	Do you go shopping every week
	When you hit da streetz
	You got dem Reeboks on your feet
	Chorus
	Juvenile:
	Is you a paper chaser
	You got your block on fire
	Remainin' a G
	Until the moment you expire
	You know what it is
	To make nothin' outta somethin'
	You handle your biz
	And don' t be cryin'
	And sufferin'
	Your playaz is wit ya
	You got your girlfriends wit ya
	Since you was a kid,
	You was a instant wigsplitter
	You twinkle your slug
	You ain' t no coward huh
	You stompin' ya box in the mud
	A Hot Boy microwave oven
	Tatooted up, booted up
	None of these sissys lovin'
	Your windows are tinted
	You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it
	You don' t mess with them Nike tennis?
	You play with Barettas
	You got choppers up on the dresser
	You sleep in the Royal Sonesta
	You wanna hit Vanessa
	You believe in GOD
	But can you handle it when its hard
	And represent your ward
	You be stalkin' the boulevard
	Chorus
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	You a solja partner, put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Don' t be no fag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Come blow a bag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Holla at me boy
	Put up a solja rag

	zuò cí : Gray, Thomas
	helicoptor sound
	Juvenile:
	You ' bout dat paper
	You on top
	You handlin' business
	You doin' swell
	Down with yo' partners to da finish
	Are you willin'
	To hit da streetz up and make a killin'
	Are you a villain
	Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions
	Do you do your time
	Without rattin' on your partners
	Do you kill your beef
	With a pistol or a chopper
	Is you da man
	Do you pay all of your bills
	Did you make a plan
	And won' t stop ' till it' s fulfilled
	Can you handle coke
	Can you handle dope
	Ain' t afraid to go
	Even though you know
	Ya daddy, look ya
	Do you take care of yo' kids
	Is it clean in yo' crib
	Can' t you stand to eat some ribs
	Ain' t it scandalous how we live
	You ball with Cash Money
	Do you like Manny Fresh
	Ain' t it jive how I rap
	Puttin' New Orleans on the map
	You brush ya teeth
	You on dem hoes
	You got dem Ree' s on ya feet
	With them Girbauds
	Chorus x4:
	Then you a solja partner, put up a solja rag!!!
	Throw up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Juvenile:
	Now what' s happenin' wit' you
	You knockin' them heads off too
	You do what a playa do
	You work in the Rochambeau
	You ain' t scared to blast
	When you got dat iron wit ya
	Do ya twerk it fast
	You acts a fool
	You got ya ski mask
	And ya solja rag
	Look...
	You ready to blow a bag
	Can you hustle like it' s legal
	Can you avoid da people
	And hotwire a Regal
	You ' bout that evil
	Look...
	You on a ignorant trip
	When ya girl get flip
	Do you deal with her lip
	You like them Beamers
	You like them Benz 500s
	You like thmem Hummers
	You like them big fine womens
	You a playa ain' t ya
	None of these cowards out could fade ya
	The ghetto made ya
	Dope fiends and junkies raised ya
	Do you sleep in suites
	Do you go shopping every week
	When you hit da streetz
	You got dem Reeboks on your feet
	Chorus
	Juvenile:
	Is you a paper chaser
	You got your block on fire
	Remainin' a G
	Until the moment you expire
	You know what it is
	To make nothin' outta somethin'
	You handle your biz
	And don' t be cryin'
	And sufferin'
	Your playaz is wit ya
	You got your girlfriends wit ya
	Since you was a kid,
	You was a instant wigsplitter
	You twinkle your slug
	You ain' t no coward huh
	You stompin' ya box in the mud
	A Hot Boy microwave oven
	Tatooted up, booted up
	None of these sissys lovin'
	Your windows are tinted
	You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it
	You don' t mess with them Nike tennis?
	You play with Barettas
	You got choppers up on the dresser
	You sleep in the Royal Sonesta
	You wanna hit Vanessa
	You believe in GOD
	But can you handle it when its hard
	And represent your ward
	You be stalkin' the boulevard
	Chorus
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	Then you a solja
	You a solja partner, put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Now march playa step
	Put up a solja rag
	Put up a solja rag
	Don' t be no fag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Come blow a bag boy!
	Put up a solja rag
	Holla at me boy
	Put up a solja rag

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