Juvenile Solja Rag Lyrics

Solja Rag Lyrics

Intro: [helicopter sound effects]

Verse One:

You 'bout dat
paper?
You on top?
You handlin' business?
You doin' swell?
Down
with yo' niggaz 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
fulfilled?
Can you handle coke?
Can you handle dope?
Ain't afraid to
go?
Even though you know?
Look... lil' Daddy...
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 track?
Ain't it shive how I rap?
Puttin' New Orleans on
the map!
You brush ya teeth?
You on dem hoes?
You got dem Ree[bok]s on
ya feet?
With dem Girbauds?

Chorus1: 4X

Then you a SOLJA nigga,
put up a solja rag!!!
Put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag

Verse
Two:

Now what's happenin' wit' you?
You knockin' dem heads off
too?
You do what a playa do?
You fuck in the Rochambeau?
You ain't
scared to blast?
When you got dat iron witcha
Do you bust his ass?
You
acts a ass?
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 your Regal?
You 'bout dat evil?
Look...
You on
some ignorant shit?
When that hoe get flip
Now can you punish da
bitch?
You like dem Beamers?
You like dem Benz 500s?
You like dem
Hummers?
You like dem big fine womens?
You a playa ain't ya?
None of
these bitch niggaz 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 2:

Then you a SOLJA nigga, put up a solja
rag!!
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja
rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah
rag
Put up a soljah rag
Throw up a soljah rag

Chorus1:
2X

Verse Three:

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 its somethin'
Your niggaz is in ya?
You got your girlfriends
witcha?
Since you was a kid?
You was a instant wig-splitter?
You
twinkle your slug?
You ain't no bitch huh?
You stompin' ya box in the
mud?
A Hot Boy microwave oven
Tatooted up, booted up
None of you
bitches lovin'
Your windows are tinted?
You got a g and a half and you
ready to spend it?
You don't fuck with dem Nike tennis?
You play with
Barettaz?
You sleep in the Royal Sonesta?
You won't fuck Vanessa?
You
got chopperz up on ya dresser?
You believe in GOD?
But can you handle it
when its hard?
And represent your ward?
You be stalkin' the
boulevard?

Chorus 3:

Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja
rag
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put
up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a
solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja
rag
Put up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Put up a solja
rag
Throw up a solja rag
Throw up a solja rag
Throw up a solja
rag

[Outro]