At the Dub we gettin buck
Comin like a lightning struck
Cockin back the chrome at the??
Bitches say I'm fakin it
Players playa hatin it
We can trade words or get in some gangsta shit
Aint the type of nigga that be comin up and then fall
Keep a couple of nines in my drawls when I'm at the mall
When I'm at the club in the tub for a rub a dub
Even at the church cause??
True to the ground yea
I'm down for my fuckin crown
Straight from the north side of town with the gangsta frown
Evergreen niggas brought the clown cause we bull n shit
With the prophet posse and the whole fuckin triple six
Killa Klan Kaze in the party with the evil hottie
Like collecting guns just for fun stackin dead bodies
If you think I'm all rap and just a coward on the floor
Turn your fuckin nuts and bring it out the front door, ho
[Chorus x2]
For the niggas who act like they hard
We won't hesitate to pull your whole cart
And all the hoods you bangin you slangin for you bar
Cause aint no tellin what's gonna happen after dark
Twelve o'clock, in the car, on the?
Bout to bring it, to your door
I don't bar no bitch, or a nigga I pull triggas, won't fight, I tright to hit ya If you bigger, you gonna fall, or try to crawl
Then I ball on your face, with chrome rims, or black walls
Late at night, I'm super tight, stay out of sight
With a scope pointed at a car, with blue lights (blue lights)
You know what I mean, with the stripes run up on ya, like oj Simpson
With a knife, on your wife, or your kids
Yea I did all the dirt, all by myself, split whigs
Put a body, dead body, body bags, zippin tight real tight
Or the trash, then I laugh for the last, aftermath... Hahahahahahahahaha
[Chorus x2]
[Juicy J] At the Dub we gettin buck Comin like a lightning struck Cockin back the chrome at the?? Bitches say I'm fakin it Players playa hatin it We can trade words or get in some gangsta shit Aint the type of nigga that be comin up and then fall Keep a couple of nines in my drawls when I'm at the mall When I'm at the club in the tub for a rub a dub Even at the church cause?? True to the ground yea I'm down for my fuckin crown Straight from the north side of town with the gangsta frown Evergreen niggas brought the clown cause we bull n shit With the prophet posse and the whole fuckin triple six Killa Klan Kaze in the party with the evil hottie Like collecting guns just for fun stackin dead bodies If you think I'm all rap and just a coward on the floor Turn your fuckin nuts and bring it out the front door, ho [Chorus x2] For the niggas who act like they hard We won't hesitate to pull your whole cart And all the hoods you bangin you slangin for you bar Cause aint no tellin what's gonna happen after dark Twelve o'clock, in the car, on the? Bout to bring it, to your door I don't bar no bitch, or a nigga I pull triggas, won't fight, I tright to hit ya If you bigger, you gonna fall, or try to crawl Then I ball on your face, with chrome rims, or black walls Late at night, I'm super tight, stay out of sight With a scope pointed at a car, with blue lights (blue lights) You know what I mean, with the stripes run up on ya, like oj Simpson With a knife, on your wife, or your kids Yea I did all the dirt, all by myself, split whigs Put a body, dead body, body bags, zippin tight real tight Or the trash, then I laugh for the last, aftermath... Hahahahahahahahaha [Chorus x2] Explain Request ×
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