Lyrics:
J, not through that law suit
Tryna live the life that rappers do, yeah
We halfway there with the old crew, yeah
Vibing in the stu, as if this made by
I'm talkin' down home
Smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies
Bustin' like three eighties
Lubricated silencers
Crushin' all challengers
the stocks
And I know niggas that'd bust off your top
I been smoking this weed since like 12 (Smoking since like 12)
Roll a J by myself (Roll a j by my)
Making
, J-Dee
"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
[Verse One]
Buck the devil, buck the devil, buck the devil BOOM
Give the nigga, give the nigga, give the nigga
It's a whole new wave I'm bringing in, you feel me? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
We out of here with this one haha
It's Choice! TSA still the mafia, ain't
come
Stay fly like I'm Juicy J son
Lyrics put together like I'm Jason
In yo face them niggas J son
Pray my brotha keep from pushin' hubbas
'Cuz I know
them the villian is coming
They know I'm the realest that run it
Color change guerillas gone run it
You gimmick niggaz better punt it
Now it's too
you hot as hell
I'm just tryna show you off can't keep all that to myself
Let them niggaz get a glimpse of you walk by and leave ya smell
Lotus flower
for the money, then cut like O.J.
My lifestyle is crazy I'm living way to shady
I'm at the pad acting bad my old lady
[Chorus]
She drive me
ON THA MAP
NOW IM CALLIN NIGGAS BLUFFS I DONE HEARD ENOUGH
HOLLIN DOUGH BOY NEVER EVEN SURVED THA STUFF
ERR BODY ON THA WEST SIDE HERD OF US
I AINT CARE
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
never be rich
Rather trade a hoe for mackers dis predemption
<>
Juicy J
its on! Why you shakin whatcha want to do
I gotta 357 brand
your heat when it blaze, better target something
Even my dick iced out, I be hard at fucking
Niggaz need to stop biting and try to market something
seat
Now her ass wanna get somethin' to eat
From where? She said, "Denny's I figure"
I said hell naw 'cause they don't like niggaz
Let's go to my house
They made me realise im better by myself by my lonely
Get the fuck ou my face if you aint talking cake yuh
These pussy niggaz lame cuz all they do is
zip a ruined adolescent from J high to that riverside cell
Made me man I returned to savor this side of hell
A heaven where? I’m not convinced
[Tame One]
I was out to bomb like Vietnam, but in this rhyme, I'm the prime suspect
Handcuffed for stuff that I ain't hit yet
It seems
[Savon] Fuck that!!
[King James]
I don't want nobody shoots 'til I say so, you understand?
I'm running this crew
[Savon]
And you ain't running shit but
On the other side of the galaxy, I'm sitting on Jupiter's moon
I'm out my fucking mind high, and I ain't coming down no time soon
Shout out to Juicy J cause he
(Juicy J, DJ Paul)
Hypnotize Minds Entertainment presents...
Gangsta Boo baby, once again its on
Yeah we in a shake joint
We gone show ya how she
the J, hopin to make a getaway
and I see the same two cops on me yo, these niggaz ain't playin
Bumped an old lady, think I knocked her old ass down
saying they wanna rhyme
You can always tell white niggaz by the clothes that they wear
I bitch slap the niggaz tie em' up in a chair
Don't gives a fuck if
at the beginning of the day
Kush coma
She gon stay and smoke a j make sure she don't fall asleep
In that, Kush Koma
But I told her that she gotta go in a few bout 3
to them gates and they ask me how I live
I seem like I ain't have a choice like my stomach's to my ribs
Niggas wanted me dead, I kept hammers in the crib
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