Juvenile - What's Happenin' Lyrics

(Juvenile talking)

What's up everybody
This your boy Juve The Great
Right here with my people sinister
And we about to take y'all back to the old school
That old school gangster shit
Check this shit out

(Juvenile)

We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought
Then them n***** round the corner come and see what we about

But we don't know they face so we don't want them by the House

But Skipper started bustin' when he saw them pullin out
We did them n***** dirty for f**kin up our vibe
We packed up all our shit and moved it to the other side
Visited our spot this girl was on my dick
She said I love you Juvenile but you know you the shit
I grabbed on my glock its where the fools hang out
I'm only tryin' to hustle another change route
But they ain't getting' nothin' if I ain't on beam
I'ma leave them n***** sufferin' to find they own things
Workin' with plenty for talkin' 'bout h***
I don't give them a penny, they comin out they clothes
Grabbin on my jimmy to see if n**** swole
Have to get it right with this big 'ol totem pole

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Yes I'm thuggin' yes I'm clubbin'
I ain't trippin' on you look b**** I'm buzzin'
H*** and n***** I'm not lovin
F*** what you gettin' if I ain't got nothin'
What's happenin' what's happenin' what's happenin' with that
What's happenin' what's happenin' what's happenin' with that
What's happenin' what's happenin' what's happenin' what's Happenin'

What's happenin' what's happenin' what's happenin' with that

(Juvenile)

We pull up in front the club and my rims was lookin' nice
The subwoofers bumpin' I need it in my life
We had a couple of fellas was stuntin' with they eyes
We jump out of the Lexus and got they mind right
See I ain't gotta rep cause they know I got chains
You can catch me in that? boy, that money green thang
Get a fish and shrimp po' boy and go sit on St. James
I'm a playa like my ole boy thats where I get game
Goes start passin' cause they want me to see 'em
Ain't givin' no action if they want some per diem
I keep a soldier rag from the A.M. to the P.M
My heater in my lap lookin' great up in the B-M
I know them n***** watchin' cause they know that I'm buck
But they can catch a hot one for f**kin with a thug
Nothin' was poppin' so we went in the club
All the h*** started jockin' cause they knew who we was

Chorus

(Juvenile)

The owner wasn't trippin' he let a n**** in an
The place was jumpin' and the h*** was grinnin'
Not at us though it was at the other women
Some was butterscotch some yellow like lemon
Had a couple of foul ones chicken and pigeons
Some was kinda fine but them b****es didn''t listen
Told them meet us outside and h*** got missin'
Put it in reverse and went back for more women
Everybody's rollin and you can really see it
Look at how they scopin' for somebody to be with
I ain't on shit and I've been G'in since the 80's
Ain't about goin' somewhere probably then "Beat It"
You already knowin' the way that I'm rockin'
If you anin' goin' then ain't nothin' poppin'
Now I'm about to leave cause these n***** eavesdroppin'
I got my heater on me now an I don't have to cock it

Chorus

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