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SHUTDAFUKUP!
Time for da Juice to go insane
Time for da Mane to go insane
Time for da Juice to go insane
for da Juice Mane to go insane
Time for da Juice to go insane

1]
Phone jumpin', like a hotline
They say they runnin', tell niggas stop lyin'
They say they for me, might as well stop tryin'
full of red, stop sign
Smoked out, out, nigga I'm flyin'
I been so high, I be cool with not down
Couple mil', see that shit a hundred times
You had chances, that shit up like a hundred times
North side, all you hear is homicide
Get inside, or be of a drive-by
Stash spot, police raid it five
I made it out, like I got nine lives
I was pimpin', felt like I had nine
Fuck all them hoes, I fucked 'em all nine
I turn't up, now the game all
No flaggin', nigga I got mob ties

You know man, always be like, yo, yo, yo, man
When you gon' bring Three Six Mafia
When y'all get back together
Man, me and Paul talk, man
We work it out, Imma tell you bout my city

2]
Memphis niggas up to your house, knock on your door and blow yo' ass off
Rob you for yo' new shit 'fore you snatch the tag off
Young niggas get money, pop the Rover at the house
I just hit my like I'm 'bout to drop a bag off
You ain't survivin' my city, revolvers and semis
Don't need no reason to kill you, you gotta your own business
My city groomin' killers, felony weapon, concealers
You know I run with them
I see more than Thriller
Where the land, where the at
Where the waitress servers, the bottles at?
All the bad bitches flock where the at
They tryna follow my wave like a shark
I got my wrist on winter, longer then goddamn car antenna
Fuckin' in the car for a chance to take her home, I get and all
So she get out my lap, I'm off

a nigga!
Nasty nigga! (Nigga, nigga, nigga)