RUN
Juice Camp
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I can't start the verse without the J fired up I can't go to sleep with the score tied up Sticks in the Jeep and the Glock on tuck Lace your Nikes up nigga Cus you know what's fin to come F*ck a op send a thot send the drop we ova there Hop out send a dot body drop it's ova yeah Something ain't right, same night Double back is in the works Bitch I feel like old Gucci Put that nigga in the dirt Ain't no point is running nigga Might as well stop Cus that's the same shit that got Ricky ass popped I tell you what, tag-team, let me get him Have a nigga chasing his breath He think COVID fucking hit him Tae and Trav, we the coldest fucking villans Oh you heard we caught a body F*ck you talkin' bout Willis Said that shit back day Wasn't nobody fucking with us We was masked up nigga Way before COVID hit us B&E was it for me Before I became the shooter Kick a door, grab and go Please don't tell Linda Big Trav, big slanga Mobbin' with the four Call me EastSide Johnnie When I'm flocking niggas doors Call me EastSide Johnnie I'm the nigga doin' the most Call me EastSide Johnnie I'm the one they want to smoke Call me EastSide Johnnie When I'm fucking nigga hoes Aka the Big Slanga, you can take it how you want Really want that AR-9 But the draco where it's at I tried out that Kel But that shit wasn't All That I like to walk them down Juice got these niggas running I only sold pills when Tae had them in abundance I'm a 90's baby, mama's milk made me crazy I was supposed to go to college But this dope shit was gravy I ain't with the IOU's Cus it's f*ck you niggas pay me Ain't used to you niggas runnin F*ck you think you Tom Brady I'm a Port City resident Nayi house my evidence Gang bangin', drug dealing Bitch this shit was evident Hundred for the 30 Lord I swear that shit was heaven sent Mama heard I'm slanging Said where her half at Gave the mask to Lil Scott Told him bring me half back He left up out the trap with gloves and trashbags Me and Tae got some plays cross town to stab at And all he had to say was Get da gat Get da gat Get da gat Hold up Trav, bend the block one more time Let me stick this bitch up out the window Tell him run mine Boy yo' ass did all the bussin' I ain't get to drum mine Let's see if these pussy ass niggas make the drumline
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Written by: THOMAS WALKER
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