it aint nothin
They call me Juelz
ears still full of rocks
& u know i stay fresh from my braids to my socks
i gotta keep it real so dont act like u dont know
gotta pound of that goody
yeah we blowin on some dro
got me sittin sideways
wit that lean up in my cup
im spittin hell of pimpin
betcha hoe gon let me fuck
in the back of ya truck
or we can hop off in the rental
turn on an instrumental
while she gimme some of that dental
its all mental-get it- im tryin to blow ya mind
ptowns finest best believe that im gon shine
im back on my grind that means im back to the block
im back to the pimpin & believe it dont stop
from the bottom to the top
my nigga by any means
gotta get this fuckin chedda
so im floodin the streets
full of heat so u know what that means
more problems for u
means more business for me
~now im back at it
cookin product up in the kitchen
like a crack addict
fienin for this money i'm itchin
& wishin a nigga try to test me
i'm a teach him his lesson
smith & weston locked n loaded
& im ready to test it
get back bitch
got calico's and a four fifth
before it spit
here kiss my bullets with both lips
yeah now its too late to apologize
open wide & say hello to these hollow guys
that swallow guys eatem up like some pork rinds
the pigs cant help u
cause ya body they'll never find
i tried to tell ya
dont fuck wit the pt
we'll run up on ya
& we'll kill ya where ya fuckin sleep
u in too deep
betta back out while u have a chance
too late my heater cocked & ready
to shake u outcha fuckin pants
real niggas dont dance
on the floor we posted
not cause we cant
cause these block burnas we totin
the money we holdin
stacks up to the ceiling
26's on the ride
yeah u know we big wheelin
u feelin
they way that i rhyme
& the way that i flow
hitcha harder
then a foot long
line of that blow
u know u cant get up on my level
im above u
& when im through
yo own bitch wont love u
cause my games so sick
gotta hundred rounds
so everybody gets hit
every wig gets split
every hoes gets fucked
seven niggas with me
seven dicks gettin sucked
ears still full of rocks
& u know i stay fresh from my braids to my socks
i gotta keep it real so dont act like u dont know
gotta pound of that goody
yeah we blowin on some dro
got me sittin sideways
wit that lean up in my cup
im spittin hell of pimpin
betcha hoe gon let me fuck
in the back of ya truck
or we can hop off in the rental
turn on an instrumental
while she gimme some of that dental
its all mental-get it- im tryin to blow ya mind
ptowns finest best believe that im gon shine
im back on my grind that means im back to the block
im back to the pimpin & believe it dont stop
from the bottom to the top
my nigga by any means
gotta get this fuckin chedda
so im floodin the streets
full of heat so u know what that means
more problems for u
means more business for me
~now im back at it
cookin product up in the kitchen
like a crack addict
fienin for this money i'm itchin
& wishin a nigga try to test me
i'm a teach him his lesson
smith & weston locked n loaded
& im ready to test it
get back bitch
got calico's and a four fifth
before it spit
here kiss my bullets with both lips
yeah now its too late to apologize
open wide & say hello to these hollow guys
that swallow guys eatem up like some pork rinds
the pigs cant help u
cause ya body they'll never find
i tried to tell ya
dont fuck wit the pt
we'll run up on ya
& we'll kill ya where ya fuckin sleep
u in too deep
betta back out while u have a chance
too late my heater cocked & ready
to shake u outcha fuckin pants
real niggas dont dance
on the floor we posted
not cause we cant
cause these block burnas we totin
the money we holdin
stacks up to the ceiling
26's on the ride
yeah u know we big wheelin
u feelin
they way that i rhyme
& the way that i flow
hitcha harder
then a foot long
line of that blow
u know u cant get up on my level
im above u
& when im through
yo own bitch wont love u
cause my games so sick
gotta hundred rounds
so everybody gets hit
every wig gets split
every hoes gets fucked
seven niggas with me
seven dicks gettin sucked

