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see i ain't worried about nobody out here mane, you know what i'm sayin, send my young niggas to get you, i send some young niggas to wait in front of you momma's house, waiting with them berners, waitin on you to come out, when them drums hit ya bruh, you gon be burnt out, dead on arrival, throw over the towels, i don't give a damn nigga take this shit to trial, got a gang of young niggas in the jail house, wildin, got the jury paid off and the federal judge, you fucking with a boss, i got all the plugs, his girl lookin for him, his mami lookin for him, his kids lookin for him, his papi lookin for him, tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home, next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone, he done fucked around and got into it with the wrong one, them other niggas missed his ass this time he met the wrong gun, tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home, next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone, these niggas pussy, they need they guys (they scared, they won't step outside, knowin somebody gon ride, down on they ass guns blast 80 rounds, if you owe me money i suggest you pay me now, i'm a street nigga hope you niggas know bruh, last nigga try to cross me out is in a coma, i know you scared, i bet you sleep with your security, and you ain't even know that your security is fearin me, his girl lookin for him, his mami lookin for him, his kids lookin for him, his papi lookin for him, tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home, next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone, he done fucked around and got into it with the wrong one, them other niggas missed his ass this time he met the wrong gun, tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home, next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone, hey juicy j, tells these niggas what the fuck up dawg, smokin some cali kush

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Artist: juicy j