Juicy J - I Ain't Gotta Say sh** lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] There's a lot of fake a** n***as out here k** yourself! [Verse 1: Juicy J] That pistol heavy, got me walking with a gangsta limp F'n bullets big enough to sink a f**ing ship Just ask them p**y n***a's that you hanging with Put that pistol to yo head, we don't aim and miss You b**hes won't do nothing but a lot of talk And if they find you in the river, that's not my fault 30 thousand on the stripper, I'm just f**in' off Put a price on you head, I'm like "f** the cost" Put some n***a's on they feet, I won't have to pay Put the word on the streets, you won't last a day p**y n***a's want beef, that's a super size Go to war with Juicy J, that's a suicide And they won't find yo' body for a couple of weeks Meanwhile I'm touring, f**ing groupie b**hes over seas [Hook] You got yo n***a's with you, but they ain't goin' say sh** Got money ice on me, n***a ain't goin' take sh** Send them goons at ya, I ain't gotta say sh** (I ain't gotta say sh**) You got yo n***a's with you, but they ain't goin' say sh** Got money ice on me, n***a ain't goin' take sh** Send them goons at ya, I ain't gotta say sh** (I ain't gotta say sh**) [Verse 2: Juicy J] Bunch of goons on deck, bunch of two's on deck Shoot you front close range, don't die, you blessed Got an angel on your side, got God in your corner You a b**h in your hood ain't nobody gonna mourn you All this money in my pocket, how this pistol goin' fit 12 gauge on the seat, with the pistol grip Me and my shooters hit your block and shut it down You n***a's ain't no k**a's, ya'll a bunch of clowns Spray everything up, couple hundred rounds, get everybody touched Surround your house, no running out Try to leave, you f**ed That's real talk, no secrets That's how we handle that beef sh** Drop yo' a** in the Mississippi, with shoes made out of cement [Hook]