Клип Juicy J - Yet
Клип Juicy J - Yet
Juicy J Yet
Juicy J Yet
Juicy J Yet
Текст Песни Juicy J - Yet
Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet You out here stuntin, lyin’ and… Before you know it, they’ll be IDing your body Layin’ dead in the morgue, we don’t play that shit Catch your car at the mall, we gon’ spray that shit And them niggas that’s with ya can’t do nothin’ but miss ya AK47, boy, that shit shoots missiles Got my whole hood with me – king of the city Drink like a red nigga, smoke like a hippy But a price on your head, maybe your brother will kill ya For that money, it could be any one of your niggas And he throwin’ more bullets than the Super Bowl Nigga, if you don’t shoot to kill, what’re you shootin’ for? You niggas shakin’ – you niggas scared We takin’ head shots, you shoot the legs Bitch-ass nigga, you ain’t ’bout that life You may come from the streets, but you ain’t got no stripes Keep on payin’ these hoes – one gon’ set you up Lay you down, and not even Life Alert can help you up Niggas killin’ every day, over a couple of bandz So what you think they gon’ do for a hundred grand? Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet You bitches out here lyin’ like you movin’ juices A nigga fronted your ass a bomb, now you’ve got excuses Now you tryna hide, dodgin’ our phone calls A nigga’ll catch up with your ass, knock your dome off Put a hole in your head, what’d you expect? Playin’ with a nigga money, that’s disrespect Fuck around and get your baby mama tied up A nigga’ll pull up on you sprayin’ like a fire truck Set your mama house on fire, nail the door shut Ain’t nobody gettin’ out, it’s over, bruh And over what? Niggas ain’t takin’ shit These niggas really ’bout that life, you out here fakin’ it Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet Nigga play with me, get his ass busted Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet

For Everybody

All I Need (One Mo Drank)

You Don't Know

Low

Smoke A Nigga

Talkin Bout

No Heart No Love

Bounce It

One of Those Nights

Bandz A Make Her Dance

Yet

She Dancin

I'm Ballin

Codeine Cups

Уходи

Среда обитания

Радиосигналы

Кто ты

Я Знаю Людей

Время не ждет

Музыка Мафия

Родителям

Ангел

Музыкант vs Музыкант

Евпатория

Лабиринт
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