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[JT Money]
Sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiittttttt [Master Fuol and Pastor Troy] *Screaming* Get crunk Get crunk Put em up Get throwed On the floor *Screaming* [JT Money] Oh you didn`t know we Mia, NYC, Houston, now what (Chorus)-all (M) Watcha watcha bout (Jt & Pt) ice (M) Watcha car bout (Jt 7 Pt) dubs (M) Watcha streets bout (Jt & Pt) police (M) You know we keep em out (Jt & Pt) what (M) You can get it The rotten apple I bite it The dirty bottom I hit it If you want it come and get it get it [JT Money] I`m a nigga from the MIA, to the NYC Chickens ride for me, cause the pimp I be I got this game from the streets got game for free Sweatin on freaks cause I play for keeps See all them pretty ho`s high on x The more you flex the more you get sexed Mi where the knuckleheads don`t see life Like all ya`ll niggas want to get 3 strikes? I gotta problem with the police And the streets make a nigga want to hold heat You sayin there that black got gold teeth And a mother from the east don`t know me In the fame for the chasin cheese Earsin these Fake ass g`z Wit the ABC`s (For what) them niggas ain`t serious Puttin it down with some lines for the lyricist And I`m real with this Game recognize game Son play the same But J off the chain Tear yo ass out the frame Don`t fuck with J I love to spray and bust nuts ok Ya`ll sucker boys better know somethin When it comes to J ain`t no frontin Till some boy run his mouth Real niggas run in ya house That squad you with get stuck [Master Fuol] I get paid to spit bars Spendin half on a car Half on a strip bar Go back get a bitch Jump back kiss myself and be like GOOD GOD! Look paw Come here with ya Cardio rollio Cut yo wrist off Pockets ripped off (stop it big dog) I`m from where shots get licked off (Chorus) [Pastor Troy] Devil`s after me They try they best to capture me He to young he will be the perfect causality Actually I don`t give a fuck MY NIGGA Asking these pussy niggas WHAT MY NIGGA Yellow paper So these haters Wanna see me die If I kill em I`m the muthafuckin bad guy Ask me why I don`t fuck with nobody The same shit that fucked John Gotti My nigga yotti on the road with me Mister they roll with me Come spend the doe with me I may empties a O Before the show I must admit they got me gaud on that ho Chillin
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