Lyrics:
Like Malcolm said it I gotta get it by any means
Coming from a place gunshots wake you up out your sleep
Trying to make it global its niggas dying
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
Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J, I got that SK that be drillin'
You fuck with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
[Chorus:
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
featuring Buddy Roe J.T. Money
Buddy Roe
Freaky deaky Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe
J.T. Money
Yeah and that
say they're gonna come for me
When I buck man
They be like "what do you want from me?"
And I be with my brown skin baby
Gave her the woody den I made
Slimelyfe lyfe
Body bags bags
J slime slime
J sleaze sleaze
We scoot em over
Let us in
And we goin a hunnit in this mother fucker
Going a hunnit
Lake Tahoe when
Juicy coming into town
I'm spell casting, I think they cappin'
I think they actin' attention seeking
Just need a reason to bring out
featuring Gigolo G
(JT)
Foul from the start a young buck be rollin
Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted
Three
Most niggaz want titles and they, rap for fame
I'm the Ghetto Bill gangsta, best hustling in the rap game
Homies run they mouth in the hood like Jose
clearer to see
You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar
Niggas could beat ya collar
But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods
You got it good, niggas can't be
Yeah Buck man these motherfuckers out here
Talkin' wreckless man
Ain't got records or shit
Real gangstas beat that fake ass up
Fuck you rap niggas
Yo, this young buck rowdy, my gun buck loudly
When I was a buck
They had me locked up down in Buck's County
But I beat that wrap
You never catch me
the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
So look
Gang gang
Gang gang bitch
Haha
Prosperous summer pussy
Look look
You got me fucked up
Tried too break me down
I'm getting bucks bitch
I see
Niggas talkin' shit, bitches on my dick
Stay so swift, buckin' this shit
Beat made by Swizz, so you niggas can't trip, 'cause
[Tray Deee]
(Everywhere
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
a brick wall
You knock it down then I'm forced to align ya
With the stars of Venus and Jupiter
You ain't ain't gangsta, you fooling us
The government don't
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
sent your fairy ass to military class
Now your moms gettin sceamed on by your dad
Like we shoulda had a daughter instead of a fag
This the last time
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
bar we gettin fat!
J-dog:
J-dog, just broke up with my girl, so from now on you see me at
club world, Moscow, 82, beat it beat it through ya skull in
accomplishments
With commas Imma count it up
AK burnin J's they feel
The bass and say it's loud enough
Get buck hunnids piling Bruh
Find me flying by the sun
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