MevsMe /4 for 4
Free juju that’s my steeper yeah that’s my evil twin Smoke dead niggas to the face nah I cannot go like them He seen his mans booed in and he ran on him Your mans died you just post ain’t get no stretch you’s a lame I hold the blocc down for my niggas can you say the same God I been tryna change my ways but them niggas gotta pay Been had hats under my belt I just don’t mention names A rather take big 4 nickel over 9 any day But this 10 mill line shit up catch fat cuz hit him with this bitch Make his fat ass loose some weight Free all my killas who really stand on it You see that shirt your mans got on we put your mans on it I’m in the function niggas clutching but they ain’t scaring nun He was quick to get the running When he heard that button I been inpatient with this Glock been tryna smoke a nigga 33 died on the spot so brother rolled that nigga bro hit that nigga back I can’t cap I just watched him roll Free cricket he a shoot on sight When Saint pop out the cut with fully Glock you a loose your life Since niggas think it’s beef I’m on that shit your mans said he don’t want the smoke be on some sober shit If Jayloc on the drill then you know he hit Watch how you approach might mistake you as a opp be quick to blow this bitch I’m from the 12 but fuck the 12 I can’t go no where without my weapon Sum like a early morning Christmas it ain’t shit to wrap a nigga like a present Free Juju, that’s my steeper, yeah, that’s my evil twin, In the shadows, making moves, let the games begin. Rolling deep, like a secret, no one knows the plan, Got the world on my shoulders, but I still stand. Whispers in the night, yeah, we plotting in the dark, Every step calculated, hit ‘em with the spark. Enemies lurk, but they can’t see the vision, Got my eyes on the prize, no time for division. (Verse 2) Hustle hard, stack the paper, never folding under pressure, In the jungle, I’m the beast, call me the professor. Free Juju, we connected, energy aligned, In the chaos, find the peace, leave the past behind. Elevate the grind, yeah, we rise above the hate, With my evil twin beside me, we control our fate. Life’s a game of chess, make your move, don’t delay, Free Juju in the booth, we’re here to seize the day.
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Free juju that’s my steeper yeah that’s my evil twin Smoke dead niggas to the face nah I cannot go like them He seen his mans booed in and he ran on him Your mans died you just post ain’t get no stretch you’s a lame I hold the blocc down for my niggas can you say the same God I been tryna change my ways but them niggas gotta pay Been had hats under my belt I just don’t mention names A rather take big 4 nickel over 9 any day But this 10 mill line shit up catch fat cuz hit him with this bitch Make his fat ass loose some weight Free all my killas who really stand on it You see that shirt your mans got on we put your mans on it I’m in the function niggas clutching but they ain’t scaring nun He was quick to get the running When he heard that button I been inpatient with this Glock been tryna smoke a nigga 33 died on the spot so brother rolled that nigga bro hit that nigga back I can’t cap I just watched him roll Free cricket he a shoot on sight When Saint pop out the cut with fully Glock you a loose your life Since niggas think it’s beef I’m on that shit your mans said he don’t want the smoke be on some sober shit If Jayloc on the drill then you know he hit Watch how you approach might mistake you as a opp be quick to blow this bitch I’m from the 12 but fuck the 12 I can’t go no where without my weapon Sum like a early morning Christmas it ain’t shit to wrap a nigga like a present Free Juju, that’s my steeper, yeah, that’s my evil twin, In the shadows, making moves, let the games begin. Rolling deep, like a secret, no one knows the plan, Got the world on my shoulders, but I still stand. Whispers in the night, yeah, we plotting in the dark, Every step calculated, hit ‘em with the spark. Enemies lurk, but they can’t see the vision, Got my eyes on the prize, no time for division. (Verse 2) Hustle hard, stack the paper, never folding under pressure, In the jungle, I’m the beast, call me the professor. Free Juju, we connected, energy aligned, In the chaos, find the peace, leave the past behind. Elevate the grind, yeah, we rise above the hate, With my evil twin beside me, we control our fate. Life’s a game of chess, make your move, don’t delay, Free Juju in the booth, we’re here to seize the day.
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