Lyrics:
him duckin
Put that shit right there on my life
Imma catch him out
Man i move too cunning
Ya know how i step in
Uibh fhaili reppin
My bro been sending
game
Approach a shot caller with sauce
This is the play by play
If it don't work
Call the doc
From the M-I yay
Say yeen never felt an earthquake in yo'
(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
My trucks, my wheels
Whip slides, catch feels! (Skrrt, skrrt!)
My trucks, my wheels
Whip slides, catch feels! (Uh!)
Sippin' while I ride-text my
see ya later
Smoke
24/7 on the clock, never waisting time
She a dime, imma shoot my shot, like it's Columbine
Perfect by design, when I'm in it, try
fuck niggas envy
White bitch, name that hoe Lil' Cindy Run to the bank, I'm smokin' that chimney
Hate my lil' partner through J-Pay My nigga took
would catch you slippin at ya luncheon
JayyBlack baby come to duppy off ya function
And the beat just hit you like a truncheon
Used to be a baller,
still rolin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let ya spin wheels spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on certain pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
See them
fuck nigga
Eat a itty bitty cock
Yeah, eeny-meenie-miney moe, catch a thottie by her toe
If I let her go, then I'll probably fuck another hoe
I'm
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is DJ-less niggaz
And all playa hatas you know
Chorus
[Juicy J]
Comin from the darkness
the hammer tight
Even by myself imma drip
Imma drip sauce on these hoes
Count bank on these hoes
See a hater now or later I suppose
Imma roll like a 18 wheeler
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
Yea...
10am with Shock
Early morning
Idol
I'm way too faded get high for no reason
I change these lil bitches up by the season
I hit that girl then
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
neighbors done snitched on us (Again?)
Hey, this game juicy got me puffing loosies
Every two days interrogated by the police
See, this life I live cost
can't see you later
(Chorus 8x)
[Juicy "J"]
It's that nigga from the north
Smokin' on a short Newport
If you want to get high with me
Roll a blunt
niggaz
If you don't hang in the air by the name a swizz beats
Told Mannie fresh he the skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze taking basically I'm talking
catch me
At the mall ima ball later they said lil Kris by the store
Grab some now an laters plug just hit the phone
You coming now or later ticket going
the L.A.C
So later on we'll be rollin'
Drop tops, I'm hittin' yo' hot spots, I'm top notch
My niggas never listen but I told 'em
When I catch you
28 Days later entire world succumb to this weirdo
28 weeks later Night of Living Dead every day yo
Quit trying to bit or get ya head bust and have
shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it
So keep calm and get money
[Verse 1:Juicy J]
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it’s
"Free Actavis"
They talking 'bout that Actavis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got packs in the attic
Catch me riding with packs in my
hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
I can't talk now, this ain't the time or the place
The block hot like grits, ain't tryin' to catch
Yeah, Yeah this that Hoodie Muzik
Young, Casino, young, Casino got that Hoodie Muzik
So Ride to it ya'll and vibe to it ya'll
And I'm just asking
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