JUZI

Title: Juzi Juzi like a watermelon, .45 on my hip legal - cause im not a fellon, got hollow-points in a spare Clip-will i use them aint no telling, Blue rag-C.R.I.P, Fuck wit me- you R.I.P quick-ly. Bouncing to the beat and I'm cold and I'm vicious, Leaving these motherfuckers dead in the ditches. Blowing the brains out a opp on the curb, Flipping the bird while I'm smoking the herb. Hardened and cold, yeah my heart is on freeze, Dropping a bitch nigga down to his knees. Vulgar as fuck when I spit on the track, Cock back the hammer and blow off your back. Juzi is dripping, the streets are my home, Hollows will shatter the top of your dome. Rolling on rims and we swerving the lane, Bringing the terror and bringing the pain. Fuck all the feds and the cops on the beat, I leave a casualty out in the street. Blue rag hanging, we repping the set, Stepping to me is your biggest regret. Bounce to the rhythm, the bass is a hammer, Locking you up in a wooden pajama. Six feet under, you rotting in dirt, Aim for the chest and I'm staining the shirt. Speeding up the tempo, the snare is a crack, Whip out the strap, put a hole in your back. Nobody safe when the C.R.I.P's on the prowl, Hear the sirens approaching, the neighborhood howl. Cash in the duffel, the hustle is real, Trap out the bando, we packaging steel. Hundred racks in the safe, another grip in the mattress, Hit a lick on a plug, leave him broke in the traffic. Bouncing to the rhythm, I'm setting the pace, I'll leave a whole hollow-point stuck in your face. No hesitation, I'm ruthless and raw, Breaking the jaw of the bitches and law. Switch on the Glock, make it stutter and spit, You talking that shit, you get hit in the lip. Slitting the throat of a rat and a snake, Watch how the subwoofers rumble and shake. Kicking the hinges right off of your door, Leaving the casualties dead on the floor. Stick up the spot, take the weed and the bricks, I'm fucking your bitch while I'm holding the blicks. Smoke in my lungs, taking pulls of the Henny, Life is a bitch and she cost me a penny. I ain't taking no prisoners, I'm taking the crown, Gunned down your homies, they under the ground. Sit on my throne made of bullets and bone, Taking the turf and I make it my own. Fuck all the rivals, they dying today, Send 'em to hell, let the devil go pay. Juzi still dripping, the clip is reloaded, Step on the gas, let the engine explode it. We doing the dash, 100 miles on the dash, Smashing the opps like a pile of the trash. King of the block and the god of the slums, Listen right here to the beat of the drums. Heavy 808s got 'em shaking the trunk, Loading the shotgun and dropping a punk. Watermelon red when the hollows connect, Stand at attention and show some respect. Taking your life, I don't need a permission, Completing the hit like a tactical mission. Nothing but blood on the money I steal, I'm hardened for life and I kill for the thrill. Bounce with the devil, I'm dancing in flames, Taking out players and ending their games. Juzi the title, the legend is penned, Send a bitch nigga right back to his end. .45 smoking, the clip is now bare, C.R.I.P to the grave, throw my hands in the air. Murder on the beat, yeah the track is a wrap, Leaving a crater right dead on the map. Vulgar and hard, this is how I survive, Only RUTHLE$$ is making it out here alive.