| I will come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist
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| Tell me what’s the procedure when that gun in your face
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| We didn’t come for no talkin we just out here gettin' money
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| Out here fucking these hoes my youngins servin' them junkies
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| I got partners that smoke, I got bitches that sniff
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| I got killers and goons, and they all with the shit
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| Send them boys to your home, if you play with my chips
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| They gon' come in shoot them choppas bullet shoot through them bricks
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| Come in shoot up your house, come and spray up your whip
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| I need money, my nigga, save them games for your bitch
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| Catch you out on the town, then you shit outta luck
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| I don’t play in Milwaukee, but I been bout my buck, hold up
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| I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
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| Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it
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| If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it
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| If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it
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| I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
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| Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it
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| If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it
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| If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it
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| Take your bitch home then I’m all up in that pussy
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| Old school pimpin' she ain’t fuckin' with no rookie
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| Juicy J be cooler than a fan on a ho
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| Watch me take her out the club, and drop some bands on that ho (bandz a make
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| her dance)
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| Buy that bitch a bag, buy that bitch some beans
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| I keep her caked up nigga that’s a happy meal
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| Full of codeine in my Styrofoam cup
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| I can turn a church girl into a stone cold slut
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| Bad red bone, puttin' on the show
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| No, I’m not gon' wife her cuz she errbody ho
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| Fuckin' with them broke niggas, so what is she thinkin'?
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| Need to get your mind right, bitch, and come get these Franklins
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| I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
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| Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it
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| If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it
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| If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it
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| I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
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| Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it
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| If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it
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| If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it
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| Fuck niggas don’t want to go to war
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| Got a AK and a snub nose
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| Shut em up, he talkin' shit
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| With a ski mask on, and I’m poppin' shit
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| Kick in the door, and I leave em dead
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| With a aim so precise, two shots to the head
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| One for the money, two for the feds
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| Lord forgive, but I mean what I said
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| All in your house, and I’m looking for a dope
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| Cuz I got to get paid or else no hope
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| I’m Juicy J, throw with some Taylors' on a boat
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| Best believe I’m a pimp, nigga ain’t goin broke
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| Ride in the car with a body in the trunk
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| Three niggas deep, and we rollin' up a blunt
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| Straight to Mississippi, sweatin' off a pilly
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| Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta kill me
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| You niggas don’t, wanna die, chest out, and they acting hard
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| Calico, and a 45, hollow tips, that pull apart
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| Keep it G, my G
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| Or you could meet your makers, body count stackin'
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| I was in Jamaica, with alabis
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| I be flyin' by bitin' down I’m flying high
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| Hatin' ass niggas gotta die
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| If they mad then I’ma let them try
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| I could kick a door, or I could snatch a nigga
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| My niggas ridin' with me, and they yellin' let’s crack a nigga
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| North Memphis fool strapped up with a tool
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| Police pulled me over I’ma play it cool
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| I ain’t going to jail (no sir)
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| I shoot and I run, that’s how a nigga post bail |