[Intro]
"Mane Juice, I ain't even gone cap dude
You on yo shit right now you heard me?
Look, look dude
You had what's it name-me
You- I had got in the live and you had added me
This (was) on my birthday
And I was at the hotel and you was like:
"Do a Triller to yo favorite song by me"
And I forgot what song it was
But it was one song
And shawdy- I been fuckin with you ever since, shit"
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Bitch!
[Verse]
Ain't nun but some killer be around me
I pray the lord won't let a fuck nigga down me
Throwin' dirt up on my name, ho why you downin' me?
If you ain't gettin' to no money get from 'round me
Uh, walked up in this bitch with Jet, so know he got the choppa
And I came in this bitch with Lul Fat know he got that drum on 'em
You know I keep my Glizzy on me ready to finger fuck sumn'
How the fuck you way you shootin' but ya gotcho gun tucked?
Niggas bitches, totin- guns, boy don't getcho shit took
Like I whip it on the stove, boy dont getcho ass cooked
When SSG walk in the room you so called gangsta's get shook
Beat a nigga like a dog, boy you better stay put
Yea I'm rollin', rollin', rollin' bitch I'm off a yerkie
Tell that lil bitch gimme throat, call that hoe a turkey
She gone gobble gobble on this dick n balls
She not offa x but I gave her lock jaw
Boy yo ass a punk, you know I'm a top dog
Oh you think you frog? You met me, seen you jump dawg
You can fade these bullets, cut you from yo top dawg
Niggas hatin' on my dick, pussy boy hop off
Bitch you know I'm gettin' paper, I'm not broke at all
Uh, I used to be broke but now my racks stand tall
Uh, I can get you gone in one phone call
Bitch I got them killers in my call log
Uh, and my shorties shootin' like they Paul Gawg
I mean George, bitch you broke driving a Ford
I switch lanes, yea, in a foreign
If I want yo hoe she goin
Uh, hit it from the back I'ma knock it out
Like we in church I'ma make her shout
Uh huh
Gang
[Outro]
Aye man
I'm in this bitch blowin' good za in the mothafuckin' microphone man so you know I'm speakin' this za language you know what I'm sayin
I got my boy Teej on the fucking track you know how the fuck we comin' fuck we bumin' man
JuiceChiraq man Whistle
"Mane Juice, I ain't even gone cap dude
You on yo shit right now you heard me?
Look, look dude
You had what's it name-me
You- I had got in the live and you had added me
This (was) on my birthday
And I was at the hotel and you was like:
"Do a Triller to yo favorite song by me"
And I forgot what song it was
But it was one song
And shawdy- I been fuckin with you ever since, shit"
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Bitch!
[Verse]
Ain't nun but some killer be around me
I pray the lord won't let a fuck nigga down me
Throwin' dirt up on my name, ho why you downin' me?
If you ain't gettin' to no money get from 'round me
Uh, walked up in this bitch with Jet, so know he got the choppa
And I came in this bitch with Lul Fat know he got that drum on 'em
You know I keep my Glizzy on me ready to finger fuck sumn'
How the fuck you way you shootin' but ya gotcho gun tucked?
Niggas bitches, totin- guns, boy don't getcho shit took
Like I whip it on the stove, boy dont getcho ass cooked
When SSG walk in the room you so called gangsta's get shook
Beat a nigga like a dog, boy you better stay put
Yea I'm rollin', rollin', rollin' bitch I'm off a yerkie
Tell that lil bitch gimme throat, call that hoe a turkey
She gone gobble gobble on this dick n balls
She not offa x but I gave her lock jaw
Boy yo ass a punk, you know I'm a top dog
Oh you think you frog? You met me, seen you jump dawg
You can fade these bullets, cut you from yo top dawg
Niggas hatin' on my dick, pussy boy hop off
Bitch you know I'm gettin' paper, I'm not broke at all
Uh, I used to be broke but now my racks stand tall
Uh, I can get you gone in one phone call
Bitch I got them killers in my call log
Uh, and my shorties shootin' like they Paul Gawg
I mean George, bitch you broke driving a Ford
I switch lanes, yea, in a foreign
If I want yo hoe she goin
Uh, hit it from the back I'ma knock it out
Like we in church I'ma make her shout
Uh huh
Gang
[Outro]
Aye man
I'm in this bitch blowin' good za in the mothafuckin' microphone man so you know I'm speakin' this za language you know what I'm sayin
I got my boy Teej on the fucking track you know how the fuck we comin' fuck we bumin' man
JuiceChiraq man Whistle
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