Psycho Les: Step in my pride again balloons you're swallowin' Importin' it transportin' it Through metal detectors no one's followin' Coast is clear from the east coast to South America Mary Jane known for doin' dirt but my tracks clean As I whistle you get hit by a missle While you're eatin' dinner tryin' to reach for your pistol You's a beginner, at this You need practice My label put doe on the table For me to whack kids I whack 'em body bag 'em trunk 'em Daily routine my product bring new fiends From new areas my tunes start spreadin' like bacterias Yo fuck rubber glovin' it my peeps is lovin' it Niggas is tapin' it uh dubbin' it I give it to you raw out the speaker While you indoors like a fuckin' house keeper Dustin' I be outdoors hustlin' Track gamblin' scrabbalin' my doses like eggs Niggas don't pay (what you do?) I brake legs Snap necks shoot off techs do like the IRS And reposes your fuckin' Lex
Talking: Yo where the fuck my car? (Ah man you don't understand) What?! (T.N.T. rolled up) What? Aahhh I'm out.
JuJu: Undoubtedly techniques shine through let it be known Mics torchin' MC's who intersect my zone It's the beer drinkin' cuban linkin' money thinker Lethal joy ride homicide body sticker Muder when I slip into hysteria mode As I rise to terrorize every area code Junkyard like a crook in the night I want mines I take mines dressed in black holdin' the mic Now give me my loot and no stories Excuses just bore me so nigga don't try to reassure me Here's the plan you need to have my money on hand If you don't then you gon die where you stand Surprise I'm never lettin' shit slide by Nigga either you gon come correct or you die So if you owe me money better find that shit Cause nigga will die quick behind that shit
Hook: If you owe me money better find that shit Cause niggas will die quick behind that shit
JuJu: It's the hard little pistol packin' Money stackin' super down low never know Honey mackin' Scared, never catchin' cases yo whatever Cleverly we keepin' the block sewn together React like a cat always elude danger Cause I ain't never sold no drugs to no stranger The rearranger of beats and baselines It's hardcore keepin' it raw e'ry time
Psycho Les: NYPD lookin' for me knockin' at 1G Nobody home ask my neighbor nobody know Where I'm at where I be what I'm doin' How I'm livin' limo drivin' women screwin' Up my stack comin' short I ain't havin' it See that fat link on your neck? I'm grabbin' it The clocks tickin' and I'm a time that shit You got 24 hours to find that shit If you owe money better find that shit Cause bitches is dyin' TOO behind that shit
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