I Don’t Play With Guns Juicy J (Ft. Alley Boy & Project Pat)

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[Intro: Juicy J]
Gotta go get my nigga Alley Boy
Y'all niggas know the business
Project Pat
We gettin' this money, man
Real shit, real spit
Let's go, let's go, let's go

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
Bitch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas
All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
Bitch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas
All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
These niggas run they mouth
Gonna get that ass served
Guns on deck; bitch, I keep 'em on reserve
Nigga, I'm all over these streets
Ho, I'm like the curb
Trigger finger itching -
I done struck a nerve
Asking for this beef, I'mma do the favor
Let em get these hollow tips, like he a waiter
I'm on my Waka shit, I love them gun sounds
Shooting niggas' shit up and shooting niggas down
You gonna get what you want bitch, keep asking
No need for a funeral, it's a closed casket (yessir!)
Hot bullets on the menu, nigga place your order (yessir!)
Then it's nothin' but yellow tape and news reporters