'cuz I'm rhymin' The shit done hit the fan, they callin' me the man Y'all boys don't understand, this shit's going as planned Now follow me now if you
cuz I'm rhymin' The shit done hit the fan They callin' me the man Ya'll boys don't understand This shit's going as planned [Chorus:] Now follow me now
Übersetzung: Jugendlich. Follow Me Now.
you realah Verse:2 Juvenile It musta been meant for me ta be rich Only my dead niggas could of live to see this I appreciate what the lord gave to me
issue believe me Top of the line rollie on my wrist when ya see me I want to be chauffeured in a Bentley Haters can't take that so they plottin' to flip me
ain't with Tommy no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me
thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You can be a Blood or a Crip Nigga, you bitch Follow Me [Tony Yayo] I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends But now
He was rollin big balla style, high profile Oh child, make me wanna act juvenile All smiles, right in my face, but wait a minute now Welcome to the 360
s rainin slugs (what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect
(what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect, get
me The enemy is my worst enemy Virus to this music industry, come and deliver ya water, ya penalty, niggaz they be killin' me like they mobsters from
: Damn Ladies.. and gentlemen I got a secret Somebody told me yo' ass stink! Don't blame me! Hah, what, huh.. Ah, one two three four Huh, huh, yo Huh
follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone The Don Corleone, she wildin all inside of my zone C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin you out
is demandin for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red) I'm like cancer cant catch me 'cause I done spread(done spread) gone now dead
profile (Big balla) Oh child, make me wanna act juvenile All smiles, right in my face, but wait a minute now (Wait a minute now) Welcome to the 360 degrees
was selling everything in tha house down to the iron After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana Until the narcs caught me slippin' on tha They followed me and sweated me
