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letra de juice the world - marcolen hayes

(hook)
i get so high but a n-gga get down // get these racks up you got the juice now // oh young n-gga please can’t f-ck with this sound // we been running sh-t and we don’t turn down // the world is mine the world is mine the world is mine the world is mine//

verse 1

been in a boom bap in jail this flow is heavily armed // this sh-t sound like hidden scripture s out the holy koran // i been on some thug life sh-t since this flag i was sworn // they didn’t want me in this game their decisions been scorned // i’m aaron hernandez how i’m k!lling your standards // such a degenerate foul n-gga how i spit with no mannеrs // grew up in the trap with a f-cking full house likе danny tanner // so don’t temp a young n-gga to slap you and get it on camera // can’t tell if i’m from up north or down south due to the grammar // sn-tch yo favorite rapper and drown em in the florida panhandle // and that chick you call you wifey turned her out to my private dancer // i told you 2017 my year like chance the rapper // these bars is like blood sport and i kick it just like jean claude // as a youngin i was a menace so you can call my uzi old dawg // when it come to the work we don’t call off i’m hip hops straight jacket // these n-ggas flow is plastic just like the kardashian ass is //

verse 2

world is mine i signed for it my n-gga on a dotted line // in my past life you half nice i’m that tight so act right // you all dike you all p-ssy with no fight call my nine a lullaby it kiss ya ass a good night // you soft as bag pipes with a skirt on but you ain’t no b-tch right // it’s on sight all these dead rappers in my freezer cold as some frost bites // coming out your mouth be the reason how you end a long hype // i been doing this sh-t every season how you end a good year // hazey came up out of the rubble n-gga with no fear // my team took they chances now we buzzing like cold beers // dade county been a problem land of the lost peers // toking all these nines 3 fours on em paul pierce // hear it from the dragons mouth these n-ggas ain’t all real // my status been a warrior just call me lil kochise // its k!ll all rats even the rats n-gga expose cheese // so watch what trap you sitting it could be filled with police //

- marcolen hayes

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