You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      Who that nigga is   What that nigga claim   Juve wild magnolia   It's an uptown thing      Soulja watchin' over me   So I'ma let it rain   Just give me the weed, the mic   And I'ma let it off the chain      Y'all actin' like, that nigga lost it, I ain't have no money   Now I'm back, what the cost is   [Incomprehensible] on my wrist lookin' gooey   These ain't Birdman's, these is real Gucci's      Turn around the corner   Motherfucker tryin' to sue me   Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a two-piece   We rock, we he roll, where he got control      Me and my mans and them   Get the brains out these hoes   If she can dance, then   She can romance nice and slow      Be in a trance like it was   Your man's pipe in the hole   I've been sippin' a little somethin'   Just stop servin' the game   It feel good to be an OG, I'm deservin' it mayne      I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, the nigga   The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey   I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      Now ain't no tellin' where I might be   'Cause there's a million other creeps   Prancin' around these streets lookin' like me   Call 'em my stunt doubles      So if you think you hit Luda' with the Krueger   I'm up in Cuba blowin' blunt bubbles   On the double, lookin' for trouble we started   The eye on my gat is cocked it's retarded      I'm sippin' lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot   I told machine's people call me 'I Robot'   Bang to the boogey boogey, bang bang   Let my little partner borrow my necklace   And hit bitches with the same chain      Its not computer love, I'm gettin' great brain   Got a hard drive but they blow me out my mainframe      Now how you like that?   I got your momma pitchin' quarters   On the corner gettin' cornered   And come right back      I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't Juve or Luda   Then can it nigga, we don't even like rap      I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, the nigga   The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey   I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      Got the Mack in the grass   And the nine in the dumpster   Duck when they pass   One time wanna dump ya'      Hunger, that's what I got in my veins   Take shots from the Henny   Just to straighten my aim      Now, I raise my middle finger, "Fuck the world"   And them donuts in that car better make ya' hurl   Yeah, I'm 'bout my paper mayne   I'm fully loaded like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne      I know you know this is Crack   And he's back and you mad   'Cause we did and they yack-ity yak      In the sack when we slid in   Mommy shakin' they ass   She want some big bills   Tip drill, she wants a tip drill      It's ya' nigga crack   Live with some fresh cut   Side of the highway   Ridin' that's the best fuck      And you can keep them hotel keys   'Cause we gon' fuck these bitches   Wherever we please      I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, the nigga   The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey   I'm the nigga, nigga   The nigga, the nigga, nigga   The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u      You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u   You gon' make me pop you   I'ma have to pop u