Lyrics:
And do it like boo
Don't need no more bitches
They causing me problems
Need niggaz that got problems not tryna shoot
Truth is I fucc with myself more
Been an outcast since I was a teen
But I outlast 'cause I outblast anybody you bring
Young, you got it the prophet I told ya'll niggaz
Then I showed
your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass
I know why'all niggaz is second guessin'
motherfucker push
I'm affiliated wit more terrorists then g bush BITCH!
Verse 2
(Juicy J)
We got them niggaz gettin wild gettin buck
Havin fits
Hand
built by suburban
Niggaz around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em
Niggaz around me want to rob him and leave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one
a teen
But I outlast 'cause I outblast anybody you bring
Young, you got it the prophet I told ya'll niggaz
Then I showed ya'll niggaz, you Can't Knock
homie, that's for twisting cigars
I got my knife on me, homie, that's for twisting your guards
These niggaz, wanna play you for weak
It's going down,
free!
Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!
Hoe bustaz
Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggaz
twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J
do life
I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who hate fake
the dollars
Do do do for dollars
She a lil baddie
She got the cake
Shaking that fatty
All in my face
I’m smoking that Cali
I’m outta space
Wait Whoa
My niggaz
See, ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known 'cause I just want
Can you make it juicy for me
Can you make it juicy
For Me
Baby Yeah
Can you make it
Once Again
I go by the name Daniel J
If you didn't know
Now you
endz
Playin' no games, ya hear me?
ya hear me?, ya hear me?
yeah, niggas like, Triple 6
DJ Paul, Juicy J, (breathes and hisses)
Gangsta Boo, Project Pat
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
homie, that's for twisting cigars
I got my knife on me, homie, that's for twisting your guards
These niggaz, wanna play you for weak
It's going down,
homie, that's for twisting cigars
I got my knife on me, homie, that's for twisting your guards
These niggaz, wanna play you for weak
It's going down,
homie, that's for twisting cigars
I got my knife on me, homie, that's for twisting your guards
These niggaz, wanna play you for weak
It's going down,
want them cats to feel me
'cause to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me
It's from sun-up to sun-down
Got my gun up, and I'ma
don't want any problems then
Get back
We move the weight for them dollars
U niggaz say it for follows
Around the way niggaz call it a
Death trap
No I
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
flow(Yeaa), trap house giving bird baths like it's Petco (Let's go)
Ready set go racing to the bank roll, say he got a problem when he saw me he ain't step
and pass it
Yeah, they call me Juicy J the Three 6 Mafia bandit
Gotta ride on 24s or somethin' wit' a candy
Pounds of dat weed, yeah, a nigga keep it handy
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