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Fuck That Shit

Fuck That Shit

Fuck That Shit

Fuck That Shit

Fuck That Shit



(Juicy J)

Fuck That Shit

Fuck That Shit

Slap A Punk Bitch

Slap A Punk Bitch

And Raise Hell Like A Mother

Make You Call The Punks

And When Your Finish Other Punks

I'm A Cut Your Throat

Just A Fun Nigga Mayn Don't Be Playin It

And Let A Nigga Know Your Real And Ain't Barn Shit

Cause With That Bullshit Front You'll Be Called A Chump

I Saw You Smokin On A Blunt Bragin Bout Your Trunk

So What You Got Pop Pop Nigga Bring It On

22 38 Tech Nine A Tone

So When You Shoot Your Little, Shoot Your Better, Shoot To Kill

Cause I'm A Blow Your Punk Ass To The Grave



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(Juicy J)

When I Trip It Up

I Just Say Fuck The Shit

Fuck Police

Fuck The Feds

Fuck All Of It

Cause I Don't Really Care Who Stepped In My Path

Cause I'm A Chatch You Off Guard Drop It Up Your Ass

Take Your Money And Your Dope And Your Car Keys

That's How A Nigga Has To Live When He's Under Siege

You Got Problems With The Juice Don't Be Actin Strange

Why Even Talk Behind By My Back Take Care Of Your Bussines Mayn

Cause When You Cum I'm A Cum Like A Nut Cum

And Make You Think To Yourself Should I Fight Or Run

If You Keep Stealin Mine I'm A Keep Stealin

And Keep My Name Out Your Mouth And Put My Dick In It

Fuck That Shit



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