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juicy j - my niggaz lyrics

[hook:]
my n-ggas…
wherever i go, they goin’ go
my n-ggas…
if a hater get wrong, we goin’ beat that boy

[verse 1:]
ski mask, black clothes is the work suit
40 glocks, aks is the work tools
n-ggas sl!ck dissin’ hating, really wanna be me
cuz i’m the realest in the game, b-tch come see me
you n-ggas k!lls me on the “powder get you hyper,”
you drink that liquor then turn into the ultimate fighter
i got some young n-ggas that’ll bend your f-cking brains in
some stupid dumb n-gga wild’n out the frame man
i’m at the club with my thugs doing a rain dance
we throw up signs in the air, cuz it’s gangland
we in the v.i.p. vodka drankin’
diamonds shining eyes blinding big ring-n

[hook:]

[verse 2:]
i bought a old school and put brains on the b-tch
? thangs on the b-tch
n-gga i’m the man, i’m the same with the whips
your baby mama love me, she go ham on the d-ck
you better play dead when i send out the hit
you said you dope dealing, let’s go half on a brick
a large amount of beans and a pound of the mint
a small trap house where i sell all the sh-t
i know what it feel like broke in the slum
hustle til i die, i’m gonna grind til i’m done
a real hood n-gga i’m gonna shine like the sun
a champ with the work, i’ll sell you a crumb
a hot flatscreen and a whole lot of guns
a fine triple b-tch for a whole lot of fun
some fishscale c0ke you can test with your tongue
n-ggas always saying, “oh sh-t, it’s the bomb.”
still throwing sets up in the club, cracking dome-ahs
n-gga i’m a vet to the sh-t we be known for
rollin on some x my nig, i’m a stoner
i keep a rusty tech that’ll keep you in a coma

[hook:]

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