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I will come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist Tell me what you first see when that gun in your face We didn't come for no talking, we just out here getting money Out here fucking these hoes, my youngling serving them junkies I got partners that smoke, I got bitches that sniff I got killers and goons and they off with this shit Send them boys to your home if you play with my chips They gonna come and shoot them choppers, bullets shoot through them bricks Come and shoot up your house, come and spray up your whip I need money my nigga, save them games for your bitch Catch you out on the tide then you shit out of luck I don't play in Milwaukee but I been 'bout my bucks I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it If I want it I'mma get it, I got money to do it I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it If I want it I'mma get it, I got money to do it Take your bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy Old school pimping, she ain't fucking with no rookie Juicy J be cooler than a fan on a hoe Watch me take her out the club and drop some bands on that hoe SongtexteBuy that bitch a bag, buy that bitch some bills I keep her caked up, nigga, that's a half a mil' Full of Codeine in my Styrofoam cup I can turn a church girl into a stone cold slut Bad red bone, putting on a show No, I'm not gonna wife her 'cause she everybody hoe Fucking with them broke niggas, hoe, what is you thinking? Need to get you mind right, bitch and come get these Frankies I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it If I want it I'mma get it, I got money to do it I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it If I want it I'mma get it, I got money to do it I got money to do it I got money to do it Fuck niggas don't wanna go to war Got a AK and a snot nose Shut 'em up, he cover shit Put a ski mask on and I'm popping shit Kick in the door and I leave 'em dead With an aim so precise, two shots to the head One for the money, two for the feds No one forget but I mean what I said All in your house and I'm looking for dough 'Cause I gotta get paid or it's no hope I'm Juicy J throw with some killers on a boat Best believe a pimp nigga ain't going broke Ride in the car with a body in the trunk Three niggas deep and we rolling up a blunt Straight to Mississippi, swerving off a Bentley Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta kill me These niggas don't wanna die Chest out and they acting hard Kaliko and a 4-5 Hollow tips that boulevard Keep it G, my G Or you can meet your makers, body count stacking I was in Jamaica with alibis I be flying by, by down I'm flying high Hating ass niggas gotta die If they mad then I'mma let 'em try I can kick a door or I can snatch a nigga My niggas riding with me and they yelling 'let's crack a nigga!' North Memphis, fools strapped up with the 2 Police pull me over, I'mma play it cool I ain't going to jail, no sir I shoot and I run, that's how a nigga post bail, bitch Aus Songtexte Mania