[Intro: Gangsta Boo & La Chat]
Hypnotize Minds be the label that pays me
Fuck you other rappers talkin' shit, you cannot phase me
So you heard it from the queens, HCP we be together
Fuckin' with my family bitch, it's gon' have to be whatever
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Yeah, forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' this bread
Connects like I'm in the feds, no X, be fuckin' with meds
The cops be wantin' us dead, this Glock got one in the head
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' it
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' this bread
Connects like I'm in the feds, no X, be fuckin' with meds
The cops be wantin' us dead, this Glock got one in the head
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Gettin' jumped, this shit too sweet, your paper loose leaf
I kept a pump and an Uzi before you knew me
Bullshit aside, my life a movie, this shit not new to me
Chrisean rocks bustin' out the face, this shit look blue to me
I never stop, I keep gettin' this guap, I ain't been home in weeks
That's why the streets rockin' with you tough, you on a song with me
These rappers played out, might as well work minimum wage now
And I rolled my joint so fat, look like I'm burnin' sage now
Since the playground, I been havin' these bitches face down
Hit the road, comin' back and forth, that bitch a greyhound
That nigga told, money on his top, now that's the wave now
He broke the code, if you ain't a stand-up nigga, you gotta get laid down (Laid down)
Hypnotize Minds be the label that pays me
Fuck you other rappers talkin' shit, you cannot phase me
So you heard it from the queens, HCP we be together
Fuckin' with my family bitch, it's gon' have to be whatever
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Yeah, forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' this bread
Connects like I'm in the feds, no X, be fuckin' with meds
The cops be wantin' us dead, this Glock got one in the head
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' it
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' this bread
Connects like I'm in the feds, no X, be fuckin' with meds
The cops be wantin' us dead, this Glock got one in the head
Forever I'm gettin' this bread, forever I'm gettin' it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Gettin' jumped, this shit too sweet, your paper loose leaf
I kept a pump and an Uzi before you knew me
Bullshit aside, my life a movie, this shit not new to me
Chrisean rocks bustin' out the face, this shit look blue to me
I never stop, I keep gettin' this guap, I ain't been home in weeks
That's why the streets rockin' with you tough, you on a song with me
These rappers played out, might as well work minimum wage now
And I rolled my joint so fat, look like I'm burnin' sage now
Since the playground, I been havin' these bitches face down
Hit the road, comin' back and forth, that bitch a greyhound
That nigga told, money on his top, now that's the wave now
He broke the code, if you ain't a stand-up nigga, you gotta get laid down (Laid down)
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