Shootin Juicy J (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro: Juicy J]
Mafia

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I'm shootin shit up like a dope fiend
Put a hole in your head like a dolphin
I'm putting holes in one, no golfing
Leave his ass dead, where the coffin
I'm shootin shit up like a dope fiend
Put a hole in your head like a dolphin
I'm putting holes in one, no golfing
Leave his ass dead, where the coffin

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Niggas out here ain't real, these niggas ain't tote no straps
These niggas ain't got no work, they just sound good in they raps
They watchin' too many movies, claim he movin' them thangs
Took that nigga in the jail cell; he givin' up names
Rappin' about he in the trap, actin' like he got the sack
Livin' at his momma's house scraping up a nickle bag
Baby ain't got no diapers, his baby ain't got no food
This nigga ain't got no car but he stand in line for shoes
Now he think he bulletproof out here robbin' real niggas
Everybody ain't goin' homie, real niggas gonna deal with ya
Nigga out here lookin' for me - he disappear for about a month
He popped up bout a week ago layin' dead, his momma trunk