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letra de if i get out - 2 juice

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if i get out i wonder what the world will be like
if i get out i hope a n-gg- don’t get three strikes
f-ck a b-tch every night
ya’ll done f-cked up my life (and you know it right)
homicidal maniac on the loose
and his name is 2 juice

verse1
if i get out the first words out my mouth will be f-ck the judge
she held a grudge, treated me like a thug
the juice is loose so hide ya white b-tch a f-ck a heisman
me and reggie bush got something in common
where the kardashian’s at, i need to visit khloe
tell her i’m sorry about lamar o
vegas bring the worst out of people
and i know it
tell ac to bring the bronco around front and hurry up
i feel like pressing my luck, i’m mad as f-ck
f-cking nicole i blame you for all this sh-t
but i’m back on my feet
n-gg- walking the streets
while i was in the pin, i would watch cnn
cops was shooting n-gg-s over some bullsh-t
so now you see how a n-gg- was set up at rockingham
and that was just the half of it
and when i see the goldman’s ima put them in they place
say that sh-t to my face
you p-ssy n-gg-s
you’ll never squeeze a drop out the juice
all you got was a iou
and you can shove it up ya -ss
you ain’t getting no cash, it’s blasphamy
that you could even think, that you can run from me
pour out some liquor for my n-gg- johnny
and everybody that done caught a body
see the systems rigged, if trump gets in then i’m innocent
and yall can stop the bull sh-t
but if hilary wins that’s a white b-tch i can slip my d-ck in
and bills ok with it
see we’re around the same age
i remember back in the day
she said ok oj
if bill cheats on me maybe one day when i’m president
you can come f-ck with this
and i f-ck with it

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verse 2
if i get out, i’ll say hi to the kids
drive the golden gate bridge
tell them this is where daddy use to live
before rockingam, and that stupid white b-tch
even before the heinemann
i can’t remember directions to my old home
what the f-ck is a iphone?
f-ckit, i’ll walk alone
leave the kids in the car
not like i’m walkin far, arthritis is acting up
this sh-t sucks!
then i wake up!
man that sh-t was a dream
therapist said i can’t keep living in 1993
that was the last year before everything changed
never lost the fame, but took me out of the game
but now i want revenge, f-ck the goldmanns’
there had to be more than one k!ller, right?
i use to hang out with thriller, right?
another black man’s life, success that ended
either by drugs, s-x, and money
people think oj’s funny, or oj’s a criminal
well what’s in the middle
a bottle of vicodin, some xanax, and a stripper with implants
i’m about to lose it, put me back in the pen
none of this makes sense
i don’t have any friends
i’m writing rhymes for oj
glad my n-gg- beat the case
how much can a soul take
that’s a black mans life
donald trump, why?
is it cause the elite don’t wanna see peace
n-gg-s wanna be free, and f-ck bad b-tches
riding around in benz and not get shot
while we tryna do business
i guess that’s too much to ask for
well open up the car door
and don’t f-ckin stop
yall should of left me in that d-mn box
i’m jumpin out the window
bye sydney!

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