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[Intro - Juice:
Yo let me you something right now
That crazy goin down
and im makin for Goddamn that none
of us is going down him

Game: talking]
700 for your
Faggot Ass
my done, its friday, and i aint got shit to do

here the
fuck you nigga your click
The whole getting tired of that G-G-G

Switch, Fuck

No you cant say

2 buttons up a drop,

NAAHHH

Well blackwall say fuck 'em all

Let them shots fly and pour out the hard
They say the 40 ounce make the grass
And when we hit the corner we like Jazz-O

Jazz-O? that nigga jigga how to rhyme

He teach jigga how to rhyme
O well, bar for bar nigga for line
Me and juice go back like the hands of

back in AZ, AZ
sugarhill in the cutlass no AZ

AZ green for the lakers
.45 on ya chest Red beam for the

Haters, spin the like vegas
We Throwin chips out yall papers
through Jacob cuffs On the cases
Open it up im just cleaning my

Time for a change up the bazzle
elevator going down not on my level
The penthouse

more house

Compton the hampton we back for the
We leave niggas like water in the projects

And my flow hot like in the projects

We on the fifth flow hangin like

Its a new jack city im man
We the gutter man
Did I man?
Benjamin franklin in the choke whole

I got it Luis wallet
No cash lets ask the black to solid

Hard black the Bentley coup
Hop in ill show ya bitch what the do
V12 Im sickly the

And my name aint mike im tha mothafuckin

Get lost
Still mad that my team lost at the

Here go

Where she at ill her

I thought you rihanna

I for the drama

What missy?

Nigga you can me

I take you take you take Nicole richie

Nah too prissy

What about we was backstage with Olivia

I something fishy
360 vince for the Nets
the pench hit the

Cops we got to jet

Jet, a G-4 nigga?

Juice blowin up C-4 Nigga

Want a war
Its me and 4
You such a pi-po with the .44
out ya window see more niggas

We at backdoor takin D-tour nigga
Run in ya put a gun in ya mouth
shure she aint pregnant put 1 on her spouse

Ow shit we out 2 villains on the
Spittin then LL on crush-groove

We new skool but we old skool

Peace to Ja Rule, for wanksta

Hot Rod step back im
I shake ya after you juck buck and up

B.Dub.S

As Its time to up

Drinks on us tonight put your up
And your chains up, we in the club

Well fuck you up

Welcome to the

Aw man you aint to swing with tarzan

We go hard like elephant

And you niggaz peanuts you can be us

We on a with bus
like papoose when the gat loose what up?

Three wheel when the tray lift up

I got a new west-coast nigga dre up

Juice mothafucka got the game up

Prodajay of the nigga the flaming chucks, what

Time to my name nigga back up
Niggas get wrapped up get smacked up
Az songs know what im about

Backstage

Knockin out

Holdin up chronic on ya cover
Next im on the front solo mofucka
.45 in the polo mofucka, all chrome on the low-low
Gotta let know mofucka
You jermaine dupri niggas rhyming mothafucka

For you old and ya slow mothafuckas
This is not a low-blow

Grey

You getting old

Stay

Im to blow mothafucka

All over the mothafucka
I kick shit like Brandon lee in the mothafucka
And we freestyle shit for fun
You niggas doin drive with a paintball gun
Niggas dont get the war started

And nit hoodies make a way for the target

Nigga miss me with ice cream shit

Unless you lickin ice-cream my dick

I used to walk through the with a bag of bricks
When the world thought kim was a nasty

Ten later we kick classy shit

We aint negotiating we be crawlin through your vents
Fallin through the with a squad full of killers
Juice let them know

Yo Game We

[Game & talking:]

ey juice you stop dissin niggas man

Maannn fuck

Nah man you listen to me man
Ya gotta stop dissin these

Mann that

Im telling you man shit aint gonna get you now where man
u gotta stop dissin man

Man Fuck

Aight nigga you learn, keep on bein hardhead

Nigga you a
Nigga dont even how to say that shit right

it

me
B.W.S
BITCH!