[Juicy J] Frayser man tell these niggaz how it was in the Bay [Verse One] Comin up I was told to take what a nigga need Niggaz say lets rob a nigga blind, and dammit i'd agree Learned from the best Green Bry way back in the day In the Bay saw a nigga get jacked for his jacket It all started when my cousin put a gun up in my hand Already had some sticky fingers, time to rob a man Doin dirt since a young cat, you name it probably done that You let me in your house a day later a nigga come back Get the mask, get the Glock, haulin' ass to your block Stuntin a little to much my nigga got me mobbin to your spot Wrong place at the wrong time, incidently cost Got on Jordans size 12, nigga I'm like take em' off Kick a door off the hinge, house call, comin' in Got a cocksucka' dope and his dividends Ain't no friends in this fucking game that we call life Wear your Cartier to the Club better think twice [Chorus] So I'm fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped Fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped I gotta touch'em I gotta touch'em I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to Get'm Get'm Get'm Get'm [Verse Two] I see my victims, I gotta get him, I gotta stick him How could I miss a chili which what made me pick him Roley on his wrist, shoes on his whip, got me scoopin' Gotta catch his ass all alone is what I'm hoping Got that fuckin Glock, got it fuckin cocked, thats fo sho In about a minute he gon' find me kickin in his door Trail his ass home, in my hand the chrome, about to stain If he give me static, automatic take him out the game Pull up at his home and he all alone, Jackpot Saw him grab his pistol out his muthafuckin stash spot Crept up behind to commit the Crime, drop the gat Fore' I blow your ass off, put one threw your Gucci hat Picked up the tone, now its fuckin on, robbed him blind Didnt know that night, he'd be the victim of a fuckin crime Took all his cash, stashed on his ass, Nah nah Now that a nigga can fit, my description, he can't stay alive [Chorus] So I'm fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped Fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped I gotta touch'em I gotta touch'em I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to Get'm Get'm Get'm Get'm
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[Juicy J] Frayser man tell these niggaz how it was in the Bay [Verse One] Comin up I was told to take what a nigga need Niggaz say lets rob a nigga blind, and dammit i'd agree Learned from the best Green Bry way back in the day In the Bay saw a nigga get jacked for his jacket It all started when my cousin put a gun up in my hand Already had some sticky fingers, time to rob a man Doin dirt since a young cat, you name it probably done that You let me in your house a day later a nigga come back Get the mask, get the Glock, haulin' ass to your block Stuntin a little to much my nigga got me mobbin to your spot Wrong place at the wrong time, incidently cost Got on Jordans size 12, nigga I'm like take em' off Kick a door off the hinge, house call, comin' in Got a cocksucka' dope and his dividends Ain't no friends in this fucking game that we call life Wear your Cartier to the Club better think twice [Chorus] So I'm fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped Fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped I gotta touch'em I gotta touch'em I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to Get'm Get'm Get'm Get'm [Verse Two] I see my victims, I gotta get him, I gotta stick him How could I miss a chili which what made me pick him Roley on his wrist, shoes on his whip, got me scoopin' Gotta catch his ass all alone is what I'm hoping Got that fuckin Glock, got it fuckin cocked, thats fo sho In about a minute he gon' find me kickin in his door Trail his ass home, in my hand the chrome, about to stain If he give me static, automatic take him out the game Pull up at his home and he all alone, Jackpot Saw him grab his pistol out his muthafuckin stash spot Crept up behind to commit the Crime, drop the gat Fore' I blow your ass off, put one threw your Gucci hat Picked up the tone, now its fuckin on, robbed him blind Didnt know that night, he'd be the victim of a fuckin crime Took all his cash, stashed on his ass, Nah nah Now that a nigga can fit, my description, he can't stay alive [Chorus] So I'm fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped Fresh up out the pen once again With mask and Glock Give me dividends or my friend Yo ass get popped I gotta touch'em I gotta touch'em I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to (Get'm) I gotta touch'm I gotta touch'm I say I had to Get'm Get'm Get'm Get'm
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