Juice

Lyrics

[Intro: Fat Ray] Fuck is the deal (That was crazy) Oh, y'all niggas thought y'all was gonna get rid of me? (That might've been the best shit I ever seen) (That was it right there) Bru! (That definitely was it) (Yo, Fat Ray is in the buildin' for the children) [Verse 1: Fat Ray] Sip the juice, I got enough to go 'round C4, I got enough to blow the town Every time I walk in the crib, she bust it down And I'm probably finna walk out the booth and fuck her now I pull off [?] and burn it down I turned into the best stop-drop-and-roll-er around Niggas try to slip in a kick when you on the ground Have you hoppin' in the whip with the stick to go gun 'em down I'm from where you niggas don't want to wear Rollies 'round A lot of niggas swipin' and ridin' stolies around Niggas rollin' Stogies and totin' .40s around And it ain't no more Kobe's or Robert Horry's around Hard to try to charter a jet and you underground Niggas gotta drop the top on the 'Vette and whip it around Call myself, pourin' some liquor out on the ground For my loved ones, damn near emptied the gallon out The rap game purposely keepin' the talent out Next nigga try jerkin' me, eatin' a Talon round Get to clappin' like Hercules makin' a fartin' sound All this lil' drippity-drip is beyond me Sockin' niggas in the small of they back for Sean P [Break: Scorpion] [?] You know, blaow [Verse 2: Fat Ray] Get this shit to rockin' just like Rockin' Reg Faygo [?], slap a nigga's eyes out his head He gon' let 'em fly, put you in the sky, 'bout that shred We gon' set a fire, 'fore you lie, nigga, make yo' bed They gon' hear that [?], they gon' cry, they gon' shake they heads I'm a do or die, certified, you can't take my meds Leave 'em terrified, when they slide, we gon' take they sled It's been verified, Bruiser, nigga, I ain't never scared I'ma clarify, blowin' turtle pie, we be dead Shake that naked ass through my naked eye for this bread Sweet potato pie, let them titties fly in the air She be gettin' high, she ain't fuckin' with no fuckin' squares She be with the Bru', I ain't talkin' 'bout no fuckin' beer I be with the crew, goin' maney all fuckin' year What you what wanna do? Get your skull cracked with a chair We can take it there, anywhere, we'll beat you there Fucker [Outro: Scorpion] [?] Original rude boy [?] You know how we [?] [?]