Juice ft. Ace 20O3 Lyrics

Why y'all niggas was getting y'all masters, I was trying to create a disaster

Growing up in the Irv need a pastor, Cause your life can get changed by the hour

It don't matter your age or your power, Everybody was catching a shower

And the air is the smell of that sour, No such thing as a hand with you cowards

Now I'm making it jump like gymnastics, Cause these niggas will put you in past tense

All these bums trying to scrape up your lasses, And these bitches just chasing your assets

Gotta live how you live or you won't live, Gotta get what you get or you won't get

Either pick up a ball or a bag bitch, That's the only two options you had bitch!

Now I'm running the block, yeah I'm running the block

And I swear that a opp ain't gon' catch me, I done flipped me a rock

Got the juice like I'm Pac, and they still ain't gon' run a thing past me

All alone on this earth, So you earning your worth

Lil nigga you make it or don't, All you niggas is fake stay in side

Like snakes take you out of the grass, For you mow it

All this money I swear I'ma blow it, When I count it make sure that you know it

So forever and ever I'm focused, Never trying to go back to the old shit

All these niggas they really don't know shit, All these niggas they really don't know shit

All these niggas they really don't know shit, They really don't know, I'm focused

If you want respect you gotta earn it, You damn right

You gotta be ready to throw down, Stand up and die for that shit like Blizzard did

If you want some juice

Ay, ay, look, Niggas hate when they see me in traffic

Cause they know that my niggas be blasting, Shoot any nigga in my path bitch

Man I feel like Rambo with the fucking sticks, Y'all niggas ain't really about action

Most of y'all niggas be acting, Need directors for y'all casting

Cause that fake shit y'all mastered, When y'all going quit the capping

Y'all talk to bitches they be laughing, Hate them niggas with a passion

Making my city look bad and shit, This money I'm getting I'm flashing it

Cause I remember days I ain't had this shit, Now it's Gucci this, Louie, that an shit

I don't need a price just bag this shit, These niggas they want us to lose

But me and Ace on the move, Yeah I rap but I still bust moves

Some niggas watch you do, I hang with niggas that's violent

That's known to shoot but that's silence, or long range like Curry

Y'all niggas look a little worried, All of y'all niggas some goofies(aye)

Red dot aimed right at your coufee, Y'all niggas moving like Groupies

Yo bitch look a little choosy, About to make a little movie

Ride around in that two seat, My niggas they shoot when I'm shooting

Shooting shots like I'm hooping