Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Juicy J

I pay money for a
Double if he you in ya sleep
Lil nigga only like 5'3 but the clip on the K down to his knees
Poor ol me got on lease
Meanwhile I don't care but the beat
I paid way too much for a brand new car and the roof playin Hide & Go Seek
A feature's out the question I don't care bout the
I don't give a shit or piss about the MC
You niggas ain't real as I y'all be
I was shame on me
You can get stomped barking up my
My niggas is my niggas when we disagree
Between you and I, I can still let it fly with the bricks but I chose to take an of leave
Money money money I got it on my mind
I answer all when a dollars on the line
My homie in the wheelchair thought his homeboy had his back til that same shot em in his spine
100 came for me to scribble on the line
Now a nigga shopping one at a time
I bought a red dot told me gon the game doing everything I can do not let em down
What use is the truth if you it watered down
Bitch its the trap not a mutha lounge
Niggas at the steps when the smell the cookin
its time to go hunt they nowhere to be found
Mutha fuckin clowns but I don't worry it
3 ring circus 4 on the Audi
Grow my beard out double clip on the
Wrap the flag around my head bitch I'm like a saudi talk to em

Man these niggas don't real life my nigga. you know what I'm sayin? These niggas still living with they mamma mane. be all... Be all on Instagram and snapchat and shit. Like they got jewelry, they got money and shit and living with they mutha fuckin mamma mane. You know what I'm sayin? and have to... and have to ask another nigga "Aye bruh loan me some money man." "Bruh I'm tryna get my car... ju... "Nigga fuck that!
I tell all broke ass, petty ass niggas, shut the fuck uuup!

What he
My am I
Watching Zoey got me mighty inspired
40 in my draws and the clip poking out of my like the pegs on a bicycle tire
in the feds and his baby mamma wise
Tell em hold his head he'll be in no time
Answer every call, every time, anytime, it's the I can do shit I'm on the outside
Here stands the truth in a room full of
But you can't me out like I'm wearing a disguise
Cause these niggas so fake and it looks so
Got ya lil silly ass rappin blind
Nah I can't see worth shit but that's
Reflex scope nigga I can hit a from like 75 yards
down wind, eh might take me like 2 or 3 times
I remember mamma had to go put in that lay away singing 3 babies no daddy still the way
Now I'm trying pay her back money that I made today
Finally I'm not afraid I'm a a paper trace
All my hold me down like ankle weights
I got yo bitch in my room hanging drapes
Either I'm too or these windows too big
House like I moved in yesterday
I mean its furnished but I'm too busy to
I'm not even in the kitchen I don't miss the
I'm in my garage with my drawn
In this fucka tryna plan a prison break
I'm the man for the job not a minute
I'm just out here getting to that I'm not in a race
Snappin in this like we still playin pencil break
Only thing worse empty pockets is an empty safe
to em

Don't trip mane, this shit crazy mane cause you know in game mane, niggas out here be wanting you to feed them and shit
You know what I'm
Like they some mutha fuckin ally cat or nigga
You what I'm saying?
Like a dog or mane
Mane like, need to get out here and get they own shit
You know what, you me Trip?
You know what I'm saying man
Niggas... ain't like us man
don't know how to hustle
You what I'm sayin stack they bread
Niggas be all they money on some ol stripper bitch

Say
I'm a few hundred short to get a Maybach but my driveway still lookin a race track
Neighborhood watch I got 20 something guns here bad boy take
I suggest that you pray that that you it out alive
30 shot 12 gauge bitch if I miss once I get 29 more
Now to the doe
Its been a long time since a been broke
Shit I can't remember last I seen a roach
Actually... it really long ago
But point is I grind like a never had
Scratch I grind like I don't have shit
I did a lot of shit back then
Shoulda coulda woulda I don't live in past
Flyest as superman if he from the hood
Now if only I use these powers for good
But I ain't got nothing for a nigga but a
I'm all over my like I'm pouring hot fudge
Holy fuck! Gouly! Gotham! Batman Just up with a plug
Slingin that poison ivy, he be fuck
Laughing the joker to the bank keep countin up
I let you count for us then I be fuckin up
And no fun
She like, "Baby sucks. Where is the trust?"
I'm like, "In my kids' fund"
Ain't I my pockets stay hungry andIi got to feed em
My family on me, I gotta lead em
So I get the money and then I it and then I repeat it

We gon on grindin