Juice ft. Ace 20O3

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