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jizzle buckz ft amr dee huncho - u remember lyrics

j-zzle buckz:
u-u remember them cts’s back to back?
early morning, 55 tryna geek sn-tch
doing 30 for the bill made em jumpin jacks
geeks come complaining talm bout they half capped

dee huncho:
j-zzle u remember mermack was hot as h-ll?
whizzle whippin 2 zaps i’m gettin em gone by 12
rob came wit 5 bills i meet him at the sh-lls
phones thumpin all the geeks they say that’s that nail

j-zzle buckz:
that’s back when the phones just start jumpin
7 phones and they all filled wit hunkies
threw a 3 on a 3 had em comin
that sh-t so polted, had they nose runnin

dee huncho-
30 bucks a week, that’s what that scorp a do
100 bucks a month, coulda bought a porsche or 2
we had to burn the ip up it had a couple shoots
and all my cars be slap 5 cus we be distributing

j-zzle buckz:
these n-gg-s runnin off wit lingo cus they heard our music
that ip was high he hit the bucks while tana shooting
and i ain’t worried bout no speed, huncho he gon lose em
and i ain’t worried bout no speed huncho he gon lose em

dee huncho:
strapped down wit choppas & macs, got bro nem in the back
i put a dent in tana pack, juggin out that lac
squeeze died we on they -ss it ain’t no t-t for tat
i brought that fynn to the north they thought that sh-t was crack

j-zzle buckz:
came home to the fynn i’m like what’s that?
15 hunnid for a zap plus it jump back
we done made so many n-gg-s wrap
draco bullets stopped his motor.. no cap!

dee huncho:
everyday a payday, mobiles crackin it’s a mayday
made like 80 in a str8 juggin wit my ak
small circle cut some n-gg-s off they wasn’t meant
whippin zaps in britney house she like what’s that scent
my b-tch mad i’m in these streets, but that’s gon pay the rent
diss on the gang we on yo -ss, troops already sent
i made 20 err thursday juggin off a bent
them windows tinted and them geeks they comin way from fenton
ammo!

j-zzle buckz:
bill 80 on my dash, i was 19
m-ffy spot i’ll tax a quarter brick of ching
ss bouncin, like i broke the springs
phone boomin while we blockin n-gg-, h-lla cheese
720 on some prp’s, still servin feins, we got h-lla beans
i got n-gg-s in the feds living like they never left the streets
block captain, they alert me when you hit the street
big chop jump out hang to my feet
we them n-gg-s got the opp n-gg-s wearing cleats
we them n-gg-s that they babymomma wanna eat
got this louis drippin all ova me

dee huncho:
presidential breakin blendas, d.o.a we kilt em
mkz came wit the filter it was matte silver
juggin 7 days a week, lurkin off a jigga
in skins bas-m-nt copping half’s since a young n-gg-
gasganade, osade blenda breakin blades
cheesy had them 4 15’s that’s when it was bage
just bought a box and did a hit, now who wanna trade ?
you know them phones still rockin, kickin johnny cage

- jizzle buckz ft amr dee huncho lyrics

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