[Intro: Juicy J & Pi'erre Bourne]
Ayy, nigga (No), I'm all about stoppin' the motherfucking violence, man (Yeah)
But on some real shit, don't bring none of that bullshit (No)
That clout chasing shit (No) to my motherfuckin' door, man (Yeah)
I don't play no games like that (No), bruh
You know what I'm sayin'? I mind my own motherfuckin' business (Yeah)
Just stay the fuck away from me (No), man, or— (No)
[Chorus: Juicy J & Pi'erre Bourne]
(Yeah)
You an unsolved mystery (No)
First forty-eight (Yeah)
You better watch out (No), I'ma step in this bitch (No), I'ma catch me a murder case (Yeah)
You better get some law and some order in this bitch, got a hundred rounds in the Drac' (Yeah, no)
By an old man fishing (No), nigga body found in a lake (Yeah)
You an unsolved mystery (No)
First forty-еight (Yeah)
You better watch out (No), I'ma stеp in this bitch (No), I'ma catch me a murder case (Yeah)
You better get some law and some order in this bitch, got a hundred rounds in the Drac' (Yeah, no)
By an old man fishing (No), nigga body found in a lake
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Standin' by the window with my finger on the trigger
Whole lot of shots, they'll fill you up with liquor
Nowadays, bitches be realer than the niggas
It is what it is and the kids see the difference
Go and get the shovel, I'ma dig me some digits
I'ma put some niggas in 'em, I'ma burn me some bridges
Momma in the front row, cryin' up a river
I be at the gun store, buyin' up the pistols
I ain't lyin' to you, nigga
Fake it like a pig and put the fire to a nigga
Lay him on his back and put the sky to a nigga
The pastor gon' say goodbye to the nigga
See if anybody else wanna ride for the nigga, die for the nigga
Back outside for these niggas, slide for these niggas
Put him six feet
Should've known that the street shit deep
You got your phone in your hand, where ya heat?
Ayy, nigga (No), I'm all about stoppin' the motherfucking violence, man (Yeah)
But on some real shit, don't bring none of that bullshit (No)
That clout chasing shit (No) to my motherfuckin' door, man (Yeah)
I don't play no games like that (No), bruh
You know what I'm sayin'? I mind my own motherfuckin' business (Yeah)
Just stay the fuck away from me (No), man, or— (No)
[Chorus: Juicy J & Pi'erre Bourne]
(Yeah)
You an unsolved mystery (No)
First forty-eight (Yeah)
You better watch out (No), I'ma step in this bitch (No), I'ma catch me a murder case (Yeah)
You better get some law and some order in this bitch, got a hundred rounds in the Drac' (Yeah, no)
By an old man fishing (No), nigga body found in a lake (Yeah)
You an unsolved mystery (No)
First forty-еight (Yeah)
You better watch out (No), I'ma stеp in this bitch (No), I'ma catch me a murder case (Yeah)
You better get some law and some order in this bitch, got a hundred rounds in the Drac' (Yeah, no)
By an old man fishing (No), nigga body found in a lake
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Standin' by the window with my finger on the trigger
Whole lot of shots, they'll fill you up with liquor
Nowadays, bitches be realer than the niggas
It is what it is and the kids see the difference
Go and get the shovel, I'ma dig me some digits
I'ma put some niggas in 'em, I'ma burn me some bridges
Momma in the front row, cryin' up a river
I be at the gun store, buyin' up the pistols
I ain't lyin' to you, nigga
Fake it like a pig and put the fire to a nigga
Lay him on his back and put the sky to a nigga
The pastor gon' say goodbye to the nigga
See if anybody else wanna ride for the nigga, die for the nigga
Back outside for these niggas, slide for these niggas
Put him six feet
Should've known that the street shit deep
You got your phone in your hand, where ya heat?
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