I Got the Juice

Chunk up the deuce I'm throwed Chest pain ice so cold Nothing but hunnids up in my billfold Trust myself so I stay solo Maybach Benz or the drop top coupe Diamonds be shining from the wrist to the tooth 2-K per day sitting on the stoop Made it through the day no story on the news, like whew Wake up early in the morning, hop in the coupe Hit the streets to make this money, let back the roof Applying pressure on my haters, what they gon do I chunk up the deuce, cuz I got the juice These niggas out here be wild Actin' like a ten year old child That's why a nigga really don't smile Rappers might steal my style Keep to myself that's a known fact Fifty thousand dollars in my backpack Flippin' these haters like a flapjack City needs justice need payback Beefing' in the city with your own kind And you wonder why the D stay behind Did you get that line let me rewind And you wonder why the D stay behind It really ain't shit just young minds Thank God for the growth in these bad times Keep being me that's the punchline Money gotta stay like a hairline, whew Wake up early in the morning, hop in the coupe Hit the streets to make this money, let back the roof Applying pressure on my haters, what they gon do I chunk up the deuce, cuz I got the juice Wake up early in the morning, hop in the coupe Hit the streets to make this money, let back the roof Applying pressure on my haters, what they gon do I chunk up the deuce, cuz I got the juice Everybody wanna be hard Everybody wanna be gangsta Everybody caught a couple bodies Everybody, everybody, everybody, nigga just stop it Fake is the new high profit Nigga like me I don't got it Shit don't print no copy Six four standing like Rocky Swing good stick don't slip like hockey Real rap last in the game Yo shit quick so we call it Usain Niggas want bread, don't care about fame Stories for days 'cuz I felt that pain Put it in the music so I guess its time I got the juice like a soccer mom Stand like a G, so I gotta stay calm Truth I speak like Farrakhan Goddamn, we on, whew Wake up early in the morning, hop in the coupe Hit the streets to make this money, let back the roof Applying pressure on my haters, what they gon do I chunk up the deuce, cuz I got the juice Wake up early in the morning, hop in the coupe Hit the streets to make this money, let back the roof Applying pressure on my haters, what they gon do I chunk up the deuce, cuz I got the juice