Juice n’ Dranks

Blu & Exile

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    Allow the flow to blow the steam, hostile
    Whenever I spit, you just swallow like it's part of the seam
    Offin' the green like, Tiger-Tiger Wood, just tryna lean
    You might have tried if you could but it might have been
    You like a bitch fall why the bling
    Saying how that shit go, my cockiness keen
    Niggas tryna get this cold, put rocks their rings
    It's like my face on they wrist cloaked
    But them lines so tight they slit throats at shows
    Hit your lights at midnight
    I beat you with a kick and a snare, fuck a fist fight
    We light it up in the air while you twist mics
    11 steps to Heaven's in here, get your bitch right

    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life
    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life

    It's like he ain't ignited it right
    He ain't the rioting type
    So tell him to silences his pipes
    Before we invite him to fight
    'Cause' I'll arrive in the height of the night
    Spitting that spice that'll widen your wife
    And have her asking you " Why don't we fight?
    So I can leave and be with Blu, 'cause' he sliding me right "
    See I done put the fear of God up inside of her twice
    So ain't nothin' you could tell her that is wiser, aight?
    My shit is dynamite, I'll probably die on the mic
    You out dining the mic
    Just lyin' life
    So I'ma lie in your light
    Take the lime from your life
    And shine bright as a diamond with dimes dying as dykes
    Tryna find that feeling I give her night after night
    You left out, now I'm righter than right
    And every rhyme that I write is like you writing a rhyme
    Feeling my lines like life
    Rising as high as my high without lighting the lye
    So I'm like

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    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life
    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life

    Out the back door, kiss of death, don't get it confused
    I'm a marksman on the ricochet flow bite into fools
    Dudes tussling with cigarettes and hoes fight the blues
    While I go and get these bigger checks then internet the news
    So cold it's like I'm in his breath and did his best to lose
    When the rules say a minute left, I'll put you in the dark
    I brought shadow for them nigga steps, give 'em best regards
    Charged it to the game till they put a hold on his card
    Crash knuckle, back up or catch a uppercut or two
    Got knocked but got right back up to bust a few
    High shot, moms and pops broke up, so fuck rules
    Getting laid plus paid doing what I wanna do
    True rebel, see the cause? I'm effect
    Many songs I'ma bless
    Any squads I'ma wreck
    Any broad I'ma catch
    Any y'all wanna catch up? 'Fess up
    Blu got fools in Detroit throwing the west up like

    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life
    Put your juice and drank up
    A toast to the most and bank us
    I sold hoes, pretty toes with anklets
    Mad 'cause' you ain't us, here put some light in your life

    Yeah, Rock Steady, Blu, Rock Royal, crew, Crash Kuckles

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