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be careful - juicy j, lex luger & trap-a-holics lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
(what juicy say? he be like, “shut the f*ck up”)
man, look, man
tryna tell you, man
it’s gettin’ real out here, man
i’m tryna school you n*ggas, man
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

[chorus: juicy j]
be careful who you call your friends
some n*ggas close to you don’t really wanna see you win (no, sir)
i say your dog ain’t your dog if he hatin’ on you (if he hatin’ on you)
i say your dog ain’t your dog, gotta watch your homies (gotta watch your homies, man)
be careful who you call your friends
n*gga’ll stab you in your back and come and shake your hand
i say your dog ain’t your dog if he play you for a ho
say your dog ain’t your dog if he wanna see you broke
[verse 1: juicy j]
nowadays, you ain’t gotta watch your enemies, you already where they stand (stand)
you already know they want smoke (want smoke), gotta keep a close eye on your fam (watch ’em)
the n*ggas you think gon’ hold you down if you ever end up in a jam (they snake)
be the first n*ggas tryna f*ck your girl soon as they put you in the can (d*mn)
pay attention to the sl!ck hatin’ when a n*gga see you winnin’
those be the n*ggas tryna trick you off the streets, but be in a n*gga face grinnin’
n*ggas smoke blunts with ya
meanwhile they be pillow talkin’ all reckless like they don’t f*ck with ya
that be why you can’t trust n*ggas
be the ones that came up with ya
he ain’t gettin’ to the bands, now he feelin’ entitled
you been gettin’ money, he ain’t gettin’ nothin’
now he wanna come and touch you with the rifle
young n*gga went out and got in my bag (bag)
came back through and bought a benz (bought a benz)
two weeks later, now his picture in a shirt
got sprayed down by his best friend
godd*mn

[chorus: juicy j]
be careful who you call your friends
some n*ggas close to you don’t really wanna see you win (no, sir)
i say your dog ain’t your dog if he hatin’ on you (if he hatin’ on you)
i say your dog ain’t your dog, gotta watch your homies (gotta watch your homies, man)
be careful who you call your friends
n*gga’ll stab you in your back and come and shake your hand (shake your hand)
i say your dog ain’t your dog if he play you for a ho
say your dog ain’t your dog if he wanna see you broke (finesse, two of ’em, wanna see you broke)
[verse 2: finesse2tymes]
i’m a hundred on a hundred, keep a hundred n*ggas with me
i don’t like you, i’ma tell you, i don’t never keep it fifty
i ain’t cool, i don’t kick it, we ain’t homies, i ain’t friendly
i ain’t slippin’, i ain’t trippin’, i can’t let a n*gga get me
backdoor, that’s why they call me finesse
2tymes, shoot him twice in the chest
facetime, hit her back with a text
outta sight, outta mind, now i’m back in the flesh
pull up and serve you (skrrt)
she was actin’ too groupie, i swerved her (i skrrt)
if i don’t respond to your question, please don’t ask me again, i heard ya (i heard ya)
b*tch know i’m a heartbreaker, not a hand shaker, i don’t really like givin’ dap (don’t give me dap)
gotta pay to see me, i don’t wanna tap (i don’t wanna tap)
if it’s war, then it’s war, i don’t wanna rap (i don’t)
if it’s ‘za, i’ma pay what it’s worth, i’m comin’ to get it (i’m comin’ to get it)
matter fact, give me all that sh*t
her head was fire, but she toxic as h*ll (she toxic as h*ll)
so i try not to call that b*tch (don’t call her)
if juicy say f*ck you, it’s f*ck you (it’s f*ck you)
if big a say f*ck you, it’s f*ck you (it’s f*ck you)
how the f*ck is you a boss b*tch laid up with a buster?
i don’t understand

[outro: juicy j]
be careful who you call your friends

- juicy j lex luger trap a holics lyrics

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