Junkie Junt

Lyrics

[Hook: Tommy Wright III]x8 Rollin in the junkie junt Ridin in the junkie shit [Verse 1: Tommy Wright III] On my block Sellin rocks Handfull take yo pic You ain't got no money Gimme yo cock so I can ball that bitch White boy feel, where you at Junkie junt snatch while yo present fall apart Ready you don't know are no heat Ten wanted men wanna ride deep trough the park I´ll be back Nor I´ll be lyin Crackheads be dumb as fuck Jumped in the junkie junt ballin real fast Junkie got scared when I matched the gas Paranoid scared as fuck Don't know what to expect from T Shouldn't have pawned your shit out to this lunatic from MCP Tommy Wright the one man gang finna run the junkie junt clean up road Got my son tommy the 4th Finna gots he holding real tight to the dough Project pimp from [preston] Princess Loco hit the fucking ring Front end in the air back end to the ground Death pedal to the floor Puffing on indoor [Hook: Tommy Wright III]x4 Rollin in the junkie junt Ridin in the junkie shit [Verse 2: Undacova] Rolling with this killer click Caliber these scoping shit Armed with that swisher sweet And Glock filled up with hollow tips Driving suicidal paranoia from the pigs I hate Hit the over [?] Junkie Junt [?] 5-0 trying to catch me slippin Slowing down my selling crack So I left my nigga Wild Child [?] while I go make a check Rolling up in the lot In the chevy he ride real slow Creeping up from behind Reaching for the motherfucking door Jumped into the chevy Put the chrome to his fucking dome Pimpin grab me [?] what he want So one man sissy whimp grabed the door Watch out when I side with the ride Finna get away Jumped into the Junkie Junt Countin´ on money while we chiefed a hay Ridin´ like a lunatic Crazy for that gravy dough Undercover makin´ bitches [?] *Time to die hoe* Goin´ through the motion Rollin´ blunts dried out from [?] trick On the come up ´bout my hustle While I´m boolin´ in the Junkie shit [Verse 3: Project Pimp] Junkie Junt Pistol grip Boolin´ flexin´ on the [?] Scope these niggas that I had [?] Fuck this shit This ain´t my car Got the Junt from White Boy Phil Talking ´bout bringing back laid down Bitch you got me fucked up I gave you a [?] I be dodging hoe Back up on my mission Cock my pistol Scoop my nigga T Just before the day My nigga Tommy was in the back of him Caught them bitches slippin´ when I seen ´em I just started laughin´ [?] that bitch I´m [?] my nigga Hangin´ up by the station wagon [?] the wagon [?] down Shooting ´em in their back I´m buckin´ up bitches while they´re on the ground Finally I made it back to the hood White Boy Phil is mad as fuck Snapped that bitch ´till [?] head on I´m dodgin´ all the Junkie Junt [Hook: Tommy Wright III]x12 Rollin in the junkie junt Ridin in the junkie shit [Verse 4: Mac-T Dog] Duck bitch Break it down hoe Think you can fuck with Mac T Cockin´ that .45 Glock to your face Leaving these niggas dead in the street Junkie Junt boolin´ out Doin´ [?] while I can [?] Mackin´ on a city tramp See [?] Creepin´ n´ crawlin´ in the grass Three fifty six Scope [?] [?] to your fucking face Strap down [?] Arms tied around your waist Whoopin´ n´ foldin´ these sucker ass niggas They wanna play Mac T Dog life of a thug Takin´ these niggas out to the woods Ballin´in the Junkie truck Smell like dope Junkie smoke Got a message for Mac T [?] hit me on a [?] and wanna pawn his [?] Smokin´ n drankin´ got [?] Lil Mac T Dog on the track [?] boomin´ on pills got a nigga pockets fat Mac T Dog 10 Wanted Men 4 Corner Click we so thick [?] when we [?] Dodging all the Junkie shit