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follow home robbers - juicy j lyrics

[intro]
the [?] show called follow home robberies where police say teams of teens generally work in orchestrated groups to target, follow, assault and steal from unsuspecting victims. recently very rare, now all too common

[refrain: juicy j]
gotta keep that strap
gotta watch your back
gotta keep that strap
gotta watch your back
gotta keep that strap
gotta watch your back
gotta keep that strap
(ayy, ayy)
[chorus: juicy j]
you know the procedure when that pistol in your face
kidnap and tie your family up, that money in that safe
now give me that, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t
drop it off, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t
yeah, circle your block a few times, don’t just pull up where you stay
if you don’t feed the k!llers, that’s when you turn into prey
now give me that, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t
drop it off, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t

[verse 1: juicy j]
no remorse for the sh*t they did, kidnapping your kid
players move, yeah, you know the rules, walk ’em in his crib
tape their mouth, you can’t hear ’em cry but you see the tears
what a vault, this ain’t what you thought, boy, these n*ggas serious than a b*tch
boy, you better not flinch, that’s when sh*t gets tense
home invasion, they done left ’em stanking, whole house got a stench
hittin’ l!cks out at all events ’cause they be in the mix
and you drunk off that casamigo, tweaking with a b*tch
you should’ve dipped when that gang left but you was playing chess
gave that boy so many face shots he didn’t have no brains left
be prepared for the triple*cross and let your issue off
’cause your homies just gon’ tell your momma sorry for her loss
is to be aware to be alive, look n*ggas in their eyes
’cause the snakes right there in the grass, please don’t be surprised
by the danger, treacherous, thought you was lit, you died
it’s a must that you keep in touch and keep it on your side
[chorus: juicy j]
you know the procedure when that pistol in your…

[interlude]
robbers wait for their victims often near high*price luxury stores to tale them to an isolated area, sometimes their own home

[interlude: gangsta boo & (juicy j)]
underground tape cassette sh*t
(rest in peace, gangsta boo)
memphis, what’s up, man? yeah
(hey, hey, hey, mafia)
[?] gangsta boo [?]

[verse 2: gangsta boo]
bl**dy bodies in the yard like a zombie apocalypse
the walking dead, i’m so so scared and i don’t know how to get up out this b*tch
as i creep these ghetto streets, looking for a feast
[?] ’cause my eyes are red
looked in the sky, n*ggas is [?], i do not make up them rules
[?] ’cause neither did i, i don’t wanna lose my cool
can’t when sh*t hit the fan [?] you better drop it off [?] demand
dead dead gangsta music that make them b*tches lose it
but it’s all good ’cause i grew up on that hood sh*t
started out at fourteen when i joined the triple six
b*tches be hating ’cause we get so paid
and it’s hard not to k!ll all you p*ssy hoes
[?] wanted to do it and i wanted to k!ll you but it’s nothing to it
[outro: gangsta boo]
just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper, b*tch
i put that pistol to your temple
just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper, b*tch
i put that pistol to your temple
just come off of that paper, b*tch (wake up)
just come off of that paper
just come*just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper
just come*just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper, b*tch
just come off of that paper, b*tch
i put that pistol to your temple
just come off of that paper, b*tch (wake up)

- juicy j lyrics

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