(What's up with it then, Ju?)
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Get to seein' them lights, I press on the gas, it's f*ck the Jakes, high speed every time
Lil cuh be 4 and bro be 5, you play with gang get hit with 9
Keep your girl close, know I'm singin' to hoes just like Ginuwine
Dirty hoe just came to eat it up, slurp it no wine and dine
Yea, blew me down, she blow me like whistle
2 ply twin glocks they blow like tissue
Big ass magazine, can give you a issue
Kick back on the gun, it came with some wiggle
Big ass bullets chase him down, he turn around like "damn a missile"
Stupid hoe might sit up SA, that's why I don't pass the liquor
Makin' one call, know that I ball, we made the boy fall, run off on the Jakeyz
Flashlight came with eggs and bakey
This my life, don't need no savin
Nightmares all inside my head, the 3.5 stop the kid from achin'
Know I'm hella paranoid, .45 in hand stop me from shakin
You can't stop this
Bands on my grip
Holster to the left, like i'm Harden
The ARP dunk 'em like a spaldin'
Steady ballin', make 'em call in
I hang with them Apes like I'm Tarzan
Choppa guard 'em, left 'em guardin'
850 for Glock, never bargain
Never talkin', Stop stallin'
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Use to serve 'em rerock,
Slidin' bumpin' Guwop
And I'm good with that trigger, no switch on G-lock
Walk down and he rot
N***a knowin' 3 raw
Had to beat a boy down like my name was Lee-Rock
Use to whip in the pot
And It's pounds in the spot
Use to whip out the crockpot it made us a lot
Shawty bangin' tree top
Yeah, she slurp and she slop
If I send that bitch over yo brother get got
Like a bunny he hop
Digi-Scope a beebop
Wanna f*ck on a thot now lil buddy he hot
Tadda cream of the crop
A 3 step when I bop
And the price just right, so the trap won't flop
He run when heat pop
And I'm big and he tot
Best duck and take cover when bullets get drop
Wet 'em up with this mop
I'll never coop
You can say what you is, but we know what you not
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
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English
(What's up with it then, Ju?)
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Get to seein' them lights, I press on the gas, it's f*ck the Jakes, high speed every time
Lil cuh be 4 and bro be 5, you play with gang get hit with 9
Keep your girl close, know I'm singin' to hoes just like Ginuwine
Dirty hoe just came to eat it up, slurp it no wine and dine
Yea, blew me down, she blow me like whistle
2 ply twin glocks they blow like tissue
Big ass magazine, can give you a issue
Kick back on the gun, it came with some wiggle
Big ass bullets chase him down, he turn around like "damn a missile"
Stupid hoe might sit up SA, that's why I don't pass the liquor
Makin' one call, know that I ball, we made the boy fall, run off on the Jakeyz
Flashlight came with eggs and bakey
This my life, don't need no savin
Nightmares all inside my head, the 3.5 stop the kid from achin'
Know I'm hella paranoid, .45 in hand stop me from shakin
You can't stop this
Bands on my grip
Holster to the left, like i'm Harden
The ARP dunk 'em like a spaldin'
Steady ballin', make 'em call in
I hang with them Apes like I'm Tarzan
Choppa guard 'em, left 'em guardin'
850 for Glock, never bargain
Never talkin', Stop stallin'
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Use to serve 'em rerock,
Slidin' bumpin' Guwop
And I'm good with that trigger, no switch on G-lock
Walk down and he rot
N***a knowin' 3 raw
Had to beat a boy down like my name was Lee-Rock
Use to whip in the pot
And It's pounds in the spot
Use to whip out the crockpot it made us a lot
Shawty bangin' tree top
Yeah, she slurp and she slop
If I send that bitch over yo brother get got
Like a bunny he hop
Digi-Scope a beebop
Wanna f*ck on a thot now lil buddy he hot
Tadda cream of the crop
A 3 step when I bop
And the price just right, so the trap won't flop
He run when heat pop
And I'm big and he tot
Best duck and take cover when bullets get drop
Wet 'em up with this mop
I'll never coop
You can say what you is, but we know what you not
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Get to seein' them lights, I press on the gas, it's f*ck the Jakes, high speed every time
Lil cuh be 4 and bro be 5, you play with gang get hit with 9
Keep your girl close, know I'm singin' to hoes just like Ginuwine
Dirty hoe just came to eat it up, slurp it no wine and dine
Yea, blew me down, she blow me like whistle
2 ply twin glocks they blow like tissue
Big ass magazine, can give you a issue
Kick back on the gun, it came with some wiggle
Big ass bullets chase him down, he turn around like "damn a missile"
Stupid hoe might sit up SA, that's why I don't pass the liquor
Makin' one call, know that I ball, we made the boy fall, run off on the Jakeyz
Flashlight came with eggs and bakey
This my life, don't need no savin
Nightmares all inside my head, the 3.5 stop the kid from achin'
Know I'm hella paranoid, .45 in hand stop me from shakin
You can't stop this
Bands on my grip
Holster to the left, like i'm Harden
The ARP dunk 'em like a spaldin'
Steady ballin', make 'em call in
I hang with them Apes like I'm Tarzan
Choppa guard 'em, left 'em guardin'
850 for Glock, never bargain
Never talkin', Stop stallin'
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Back in the day I was kickin' in door, I just came for the bag, so he facin' the rug
Touch floor, and the cash, they givin' it up
Cooperate nigga, no makin' it rough
Ain't no cappin' I done lost my bros, the gang done had it tough
Servin' sugar cane, he think he geeked, whole time it's sugar rush
Use to serve 'em rerock,
Slidin' bumpin' Guwop
And I'm good with that trigger, no switch on G-lock
Walk down and he rot
N***a knowin' 3 raw
Had to beat a boy down like my name was Lee-Rock
Use to whip in the pot
And It's pounds in the spot
Use to whip out the crockpot it made us a lot
Shawty bangin' tree top
Yeah, she slurp and she slop
If I send that bitch over yo brother get got
Like a bunny he hop
Digi-Scope a beebop
Wanna f*ck on a thot now lil buddy he hot
Tadda cream of the crop
A 3 step when I bop
And the price just right, so the trap won't flop
He run when heat pop
And I'm big and he tot
Best duck and take cover when bullets get drop
Wet 'em up with this mop
I'll never coop
You can say what you is, but we know what you not
Woky with me, double shot of double pain from double cup
Left my last hoe way too quick, I got a hug didn't feel the love
Ain't no salty friends around Li3 we feed that f*cka slug, uh
Nigga want war? Want tug? Huh?
Nigga want all of us
Writer: Tymon Greer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid