Why Not ft Skip Lyrics

[Intro: Juvenile + Skip]

You can find me in the parking lot

By the car lot-where we spark a lot

Up in the hallway it be dark a lot

We don't talk to cops cause we all be hot



Homey you need to get you somethin new (why not)

Shit I'm ridin somethin green, somethin blue (why not)

They gon' respect it when a gangsta come through (why not)

They doin numbers, we'll do somethin too (why not)



[Juvenile]

Is you doin ya dirt, they really know ya bout ya work

if they scopin ya turf you goin out there head first

do you know the rules when you got beef with a fool

can you stick and move and do you sleep with the tool

you in the camp you bout to make you an examp

so when they see the stamp they gon'respect it like a champ

you light in the ass but kind of heavy with the cash

be rollin the grass you still totin the solider rag

you been out there on the grind spendin most of ya time

in a section full of nobody's so you gotta shine

will you bust a head, know how to do it-how to play it

bet a hundred in the field and parlay

can you flip a Z, go back and get a Quater ki

when you rid of that call Rico up and order three

put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it

if you wanna be respected as the G'est



[Chorus: Juvenile + Skip]

Homey you need to get you somethin new (why not)

Shit I'm ridin somethin green, somethin blue (why not)

They gon' respect it when a gangsta come through (why not)

They doin numbers, we'll do somethin too (why not)



You can find me in the parking lot

By the car lot-where we spark a lot

Up in the hallway it be dark a lot

We don't talk to cops cause we all be hot



[Juvenile]

You like states with pretty hoes in ya face

you hate checks, you just come home on a case

can you make a name-will you be patient in the game

can you state ya claim, and reputation stay the same

will you hold it down when ya lil'homies ain't around

will you hold ya ground like you the only one in town

is you feelin this, you listen to it when you creep

you real in the streets all in the hood with the heat

you ain't tryna joke gotta be real for ya folks

is ya people broke they aggrivate you on the porch

do you sell weed and you don't never make a profit

do you blow big until it hurt you in ya pocket

you just scared to lose cause you a winner all the time

you gotta lot to prove lil'sinner on the grind

put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it

if you wanna be respected as the G'est



[Chorus]



[Juvenile]

Do you G's up when it's a dime in ya grill

do you freeze up when it's that time for a kill

if they pop at you is you gon'pop back at 'em

you gon'stay away from niggaz if they rattin

wanna ride swoll pull up on 24 flats

can you get a hoe without you throwin her a stack

is you callin shots can you stay away from the cops

you know how to stop you be inside when it's hot

you from the East, you from the West, you from the South

you from the North, or the Midwest what you about

can you twist a gar without you fuckin up the road

did you get a car just to be stuntin for the hoes

you been out here and it's ya time for a lick

do you know this year as you aknowledgin the shit

put ya people in it cause that's the way you gotta see it

if you wanna be respected as the G'est



[Chorus]