Juice
YCJ man
(The Beat Asylum)
Ayy, gang
.30 in that .40, you don't want no smoke, ayy (Nuh-uh)
Laughing at these niggas, they a bunch of jokes, ayy (Haha)
If I catch you, then I catch you, you get poked (Boom)
Illuminati with that shotty, take yo' soul, ayy
.30 in that .40, feening for some opps (Gimme that)
Every time, you see me scamming on the block
Fuck 12, still running from the cops (Fuck 'em)
They been tryna catch me up, serving rocks (You won't)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, nigga, fuck 12 (Fuck 12)
They just took my brodie Jody, nigga, fuck 12 (Free Jody)
.12 guage on me, that's my homie, It's gon' buck 12 (Boom, boom)
You a snitch, yeah you a rat, and I don't trust 12
I was screamin' on that block, I was clutchin' on that Glock, servin' them rocks
It ain't nothing on the blocks, but a whole lotta shots, and selling them rock
And I'm still screamin', "Free O' from the feds" (Free O')
If I catch a goofy opp, then I'm leaving them dead (Woo)
Headshots, headshots, we ain't fucking with legs (Okay)
I need top from a thot, keep on closing they legs (Bitch)
Run up on me, catch a shot, .223 at yo' head, ayy (Boom)
Murder she wrote, with this bullet, he bled, ayy
Murder she wrote, leave 'em dead on the pavement (He gone)
Young nigga, I was trappin' out the basement
Ain't never have enough to under switch blows (Lil' blow)
Looked my victim in the eyes and I left that nigga froze (He dead)
Left that nigga froze, robbed him, took that nigga clothes
Run up on me, woah, .40 on me finna blow (Boom)
Fuckin' yo' bitch in the back of my Challenger
Daring a nigga to challenge us (Skrrt)
Run up on me, then fuck it, we gon' shoot 'em
I swear that my niggas be dangerous (Gang)
Gang
Ayy, free bars for Jody
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