the juks

Lyrics

, yo roll, yo' roll, my roll, my roll, aiyo maurice go to the store for me son, my roll, tell that bitch keisha come here, tell that bitch keisha come here man, niggas rollin' for money over there dunn, (it's on a breathin', it's slice on, i want that honey's bracelet), gettin' it over there, aiyo what's in it? three m's in the bank, shoot it, oh you gotta stop?, six bitches, to the top, a four and better, beat the five, i looked him in his eyes, grabbed the dice, son i'll five 'em better twice for ya fuckin' life, money feed good, all downs is a bet, meanin', any money on the ground is a bet, open up the pool, get a dicin' room, aight bitches, use pampers, girls need a nice room, that's a six, i told you that bitch ain't claustrophic, if you ass-bettin', you just bet yo' ass, nah, i got the money, i even got one wit' me, and 'von bring it too, he on his way to come get me, he just hit me, he'll be here in fifteen, with them two things, grey benz and maroon seats, i got a quarter-mil in each of my first sleeves, the rest is in my longjonhs, boots and jeans, come in the buildin', before i pay i wanna see a three, come in the buildin', nigga, pop your collar, just pop your collar, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, he had three down and bet three m's, so you know what happened to him, he got three rounds, we all ex-dealers, ex-killers, we gon' ride to the death for the skrilla, i hold my own and rep my niggas, always oil my guns and inspect my triggas, sometimes i call my lawyer just to check my figures, he told me not to worry, all cheques is clearin', so fuck my rhymes, i got the best appearance, and i survive through project experiences, you wanna roll dice or roll and ride?, no matter, you gon' get holes inside, see you fuckin' with theodore dieni, you fuckin' with a metaphor king pin, you fuckin' with him? wu-tang, wu, you fuckin' with them?, dun, do you wanna gun to make you slim?, so i'ma pop my collar, get my dollars, pop all parlors and fuckin' with money scholars?, matter of fact i'm gonna fuck with rockweilers, pop your collar, get your dollar, pop your collar, just pop your collar, let off the jackey don, rollin' the dice with a happy arm, everything good, money on wood, bank stoppers, i send them home broke, have them all in they stash, bettin' they own coat, i takes it all, fifty and better, you make the call, watch you break your all, big sixes cuz i'm a nigga who don't like to fall, high roller, see how my dice kiss, push you pay me, and if i roll trips you pay me twice bitch, i rocks, believe it or not, come broke to a dice game, step off and leave with a knot, head cracks is all you see when i'm hot, what's in the pop? a 00 g's to the bank to the man, who got it stopped, my hand is like a gun, feel the heat when it's cocked, 4-5-6 your heart drop, way deep in your socks, you wanna walk, broke your ass down the street with a bop, the drinks is on you tonight, from my peeps in the spot, pop your collar, get your dollar, pop your collar, just pop your collar