Juicy J - Word On The Town lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Yeah, I'm still just hustling, man I don't know about y'all, it's going down then You see, I've been doing this sh**, so, this sh** ain't nothing equal Let's go [Hook x2: Juicy J] Word on the town, that you n***as snitching Word on the town, I'm f**ing n***as b**hes Word on the town, that you ain't selling dope Word on the town, that you n***as going broke [Verse 1: Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa] Chop up buzz, we k** this sh**, no twenty two's, no Emmitt Smith Pulled out on you and let it rip, k**ed y'all dogs, like Michael Vick Yellow tape, first forty eight, don't give a f** if they catch a case Done gunplays in broad daylight, no mask on they barren face Barren face when we get them, don't become a victim Shoulda used his intuition when I caught him slipping Open banana peel a**, n***a, we got your number Put them in the trunk, treat them like some Louie luggage Just in case a n***a think he finna take mine Imma give his a** a clip, tell the p**y, n***a, take five Real street n***as, get it how they live Cut that gangsta sh** out, cause that ain't who you is [Hook: Juicy J] [x2] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] n***as telling, aw, man, they ain't getting money How you get caught up for a strap and tell on your homie n***a, there's rules to this game and you ain't living by them Like you don't talk about them d**, if you really buy them You don't talk about them goons, if you really got them And you don't talk about them bodies, if they really dropping You from where I'm from, you don't do no talking When the police come, we just change the topic In my hood n***as really robbing You get your brains blown off, if you don't use precaution Take off your head just be like what the cost is In Pittsburgh it's Taylor Gang and n***a I'm a boss man, uh [Bridge: Juicy J] Word on the town, that you n***as snitching Word on the town, I'm f**ing n***as b**hes [Verse 3: Pimp C] Jackers in Port Arthur talking ‘bout taking mines If you run up on that Bentley, b**h, your life is on the line Yeah, b**h, I'm on parole, but that thing in my possession Ain't gon' be no ho and pimping, ain't gon' be no disrespecting And I don't owe you n***as sh** and I don't need no new buddies I don't wanna f** your b**h, cause the ho is too s*utty Jaws too nutty, kiss her lips, you eat a dick I ain't came out here to play, I'm out here representing this sh** I'm not the king of the south, y'all can fight over the title But I got more hoes calling me, than American Idol Young Pimp C holding it down, come around with that f** sh** We'll leave you shaking on the ground [Hook x2: Juicy J]