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msg intro - cjunior lyrics

i run wit some steppers convicted felons and they drop outs
i came wit the smith & the wesson i could getchu knocked off
you loafing at 7/ 11 they gon get the chock out
i came here to teach you a lesson we gon knock the block off

i been flexin in this gucci and prada think i could rock out
i been dancing in this b*tch like passada until i clock out
i done came a long way from the windows i had to knock out
these n*ggas is villains u play around we get the flock out

you been fooling round wit too many n*ggas and we dont f*ck wit
i gotta watch my back all my n*ggas they staying tucked wit it
you actin like a dog but my n*ggas kno you a pup wit it
i heard you was lookin for me but n*gga then wassup wit it
b*tch
im a truck in this
talking all that bullsh*t run outta luck with it

i be moving round the city never find out where i stay
in this life that im living can’t keep it up its day to day

b*tch
i’m a truck in this
i’m that n*gga i’m a dawg and i can’t f*ck wit
i can’t f*ck wit nun these n*ggas uncle ruckus sh*t
blowin dirty money can’t be stuck wit up
if you play wit msg we do another hit
now when we puffin on yo pack i take another hit
i be callin my connect like where’s the other b*tch
we gon soin again and again if they block exist

aye
it’s lil dubleshift

now they see that cjunior been taking over the summer
and if you ask bout that n*gga they tell u he doing wonders
and we done blew out these n*ggas still gon run up the numbers
we keep applying that pressure and we ain’t never gon let up
tell the story about that n*gga that thought he could run up
yea you losing your live if you think you’re making a come up
and all them n*ggas a tell u that i would k!ll for my brothers

run up on who run up on me never
run up on wu run up on jay never
run up on kwon he gon leave u on a stretcher
put yo goofy ass to bed you kno that n*gga never get up

i been talkin all my sh*t so n*ggas kno that i’m the man
i’m jus keepin it a buck i keep it tucked it’s not gon jam
and i put that on my mans
we gon find out where u stand
if you wit the opposition we gon burn u like a tan

now we bussin
running outta luck we hitting something
hop up in the trap i keep it running
got u coughing like you need some robertusen

i’m that n*gga b*tch
pull up now u runnin we gon hit u in yo sh*t
keep one in the head i kno u scared u hear that cl!ck
call up one my n*ggas like i think i found a l!ck
yea this sh*t is easy but we gotta do it quick

n*ggas acting scary i say they must see the k!lla in me
ain’t no tom and jerry we beefing i bring the heater on me
ballin wit the birds like im larry i got the visa on me
i might be the hardest rapper ain’t n0body realer than me

n*ggas think that it’s a game until they find out we don’t play
hitting l!cks stealing robbing d*mn itlook like gta
and they say that they gon hit me so i’m waiting for the day
you gon turn into the victim in the game like ea
talking all that gansta sh*t we jus gon send u to the gates
and if your members got a problem smoke your mans like a trey

if we pull up to the crib its in a drop top
leatching on that corner get you wet up make the block hot
we using these shorties for set ups we get the opps shot
we connected in the streets like it’s a hot spot

if we pull up to the crib its in a drop top
leaching on that corner get you wet up make the block hot
we using these shorties for set ups we get the opps shot
we connected in the streets like it’s a hot spot

- cjunior lyrics

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