JUGG MUSIC

I wanna go to L.A Big 24RR shit NR4R Nbt da fucking gang Rest you bitch ass niggas lame I've been put up for a minute, now I'm back on my shit Bitch, I'm back in the trap Yo, bitch, back to suckin dick That bitch known for giving Top and sending drops, I'm making it happen My niggas known to load the Glock hit the block and make it tragic Homicide, home invasion, first degree BAM by any means Break the scale, serve the fiends Get dat bag by any means, I'm richer than my enemies I know gunna pushing ps, got youngin as who can flip a zip I got A.R.P. It'll make u you flip Get so high, I can't feel my limbs So high, I can't feel my face These switches make your body shake This that jugg music no mask Yeah, you know who did it And to that nigga was shot my dawg, I ain't trippin' bout it Don't let me catch that wide body, cause I'ma get the poppin Take your block and set up shop You niggas ain't on shit (pussy) This that jugg music Yeah, you know who did it Strip that boy down to his draws Leave one in is fitted Can tell you why he missing Couldn't never leave a witness Yeah, I'm too high I got red eyes GONE Got a Glock with a dick Best believe the switch is on Tote the fye everywhere F*ck, I look like leaving it home Bitch, I'm Big Bird F*ck, I look like hanging around with peons Bitch, we got big bags We the ones who know how to get em gone Outta dere