Album Name

Stay Trippy (Explicit Ver.)

Artist

Juicy J

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.08.23

Release Agency

Sony Music

Gun Plus A Mask (Feat. Yelawolf) - Juicy J
You niggas gon have to start
Watchin your mothafuckin back
Real shit
A gun plus a mask
you do the math
All my goons know
that equals cash
that equals cash
that equals cash
A gun plus a mask
that equals cash
So if your fucked up
down to your last
A gun and a mask
gon getchu cash
A gun plus a mask
you do the math
All my goons know
that equals cash
What you know about it
nigga this that goon shit
AK sweep a nigga house
without a broomstick
So nigga come up of that bad
all them pistols blast
With the choppa at yo
house lyin in the grass
They a rob a nigga blind
if they doin bad
Duct tape around the handle
they don't use a mag
So tell em where its at
don't tell em no more lies
Line yo family up
against the wall
and open fire
All you trap niggas are victims
jackers gon catch you slippin
Feeling yourself
flashin this stuntin
niggas are come end up missin
You trappers
gon drop off that cash
you see em out here
they hurtin
They got you back its a robbery
nigga now don't
make it a murder
Too late to talk
when the shit hit the fan
Got choppas on deck
war drums than a band
Gun a nigga down
leave em where he stands
Highway to hell
nigga better start praying
A gun plus a mask
you do the math
All my goons know
that equals cash
that equals cash
that equals cash
A gun plus a mask
that equals cash
So if your fucked up
down to your last
A gun and a mask
gon getchu cash
A gun plus a mask
you do the math
All my goons know
that equals cash
Walk up to your house
knock on your door
and blow your ass off
Drop it off drop it off
bitch I got a sawed off
Bitch I got a sawed off
Walk up to your house
knock on your door
and blow your ass off
Drop it off drop it off
bitch I got a sawed off
Bitch I got a sawed off
They telling me
Yela don't swing
Look buddy don't worry bout me
If you in my lane
you would end up
in a train that's ditch
with the snakes in a leeches
Gotta take a mothafucka out
I get wanted
cuz I never did shit but me
Its about time that I said it
hey would I regret it
we'll see fuck that
Yelawolf I am a loose cannon
ask David Banner how deep
I was born
and raised in this shit
momma I got manners bout me
But I'll get dirty
if I gotta get dirty
and dead a mothafuckin piranha
up in a Alabama creek
I'm hotter than you
in the middle of the summer
Sitting in a sauna under the sun
in a Alabama street shit
Rockin rollin' I got noted
I'm going up yeah I'm going
But with my dreams
and my people
I got that poetry loaded
My soul is sold and they sold it
sweet they grow it
I leave that potato smoking
look bitch don't think
that I'm jokin
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