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lirik lagu 2 minute drills – allblack & kenny beats

[intro]
i get juice, i get juice
well, well, well, well, well
i get juice, i get juice
2 minute drills
2 minute drills, kenny, what do we have here?
(woah, kenny!)

[chorus]
i get juice to hit the stu’, i get juice on the road (yeah)
i get juice when that ho b-tch check my door (thank you)
i get juice when them cleats on and i’m in the field
allblack and shiny is the king of them two minute drills (facts)
i get juice to hit the stu’, i get juice on the road (yes, i do)
i get juice when that ho b-tch check my door (thank you)
i get juice when them cleats on and i’m in the field (real)
allblack and shiny is the king of them two minute drills (yo, yo)

[verse 1]
only issue i can’t solve is procrastination
i can’t work a 9-to-5, i hate f-ckin’ waitin’ (h-ll no, i can’t)
three safes, f-ck a bank, i got that from the asians
i like boxin’ 304s, we don’t f-ck with daytons (f-ck n-gga)
we finna smoke a n-gga ’til my conscience start hatin’ (no)
stupid dope fiend, f-ck n-ggas blame ronald reagan (sucker)
i get happy again when i put on them aces
left the blade, got a brothel, i cannot escape it
i’m so anti, t.o. when i’m off them pills (sob x rbe)
i get high like united airline, chill will
turn my phone off for the night, i’m in the berkley hills (bye)
somebody’s mama paid me to f-ck her to that johnny gill
free my b-tches, tony hit me, i gotta pay bills (d-mn)
gotta score six this drive or the opp’s gon’ kneel (hurry up)
i ain’t finna run out of gas or miss this meal (h-ll no)
p.r.a., b-tch, we execute two minute drills (down, set, go)

[verse 2]
i’ll call my mama and k!ll all that drama (mama)
or invest in internal to check my commas (there it is)
which one, which one, which one makes sense? (which one?)
bein’ a grown–ss man or a stomped-down pimp?
since i was 17 years old, i paid my rent (facts)
people gave me good advice and general tips (that sh-t)
but nann n-gga, nann b-tch ever loaned me sh-t (never)
not a buffalo nickel or dark red cent (no they didn’t, nann n-gga)
if her bank account is negative, don’t trust her (no)
if she got kids but never with ’em, don’t f-ck her (uh uh)
if that b-tch with her best friend choppin’ you up
run from that childish lame freaky ho, game over (bye)
i love mothaf-ckin’ roadrunnin’ (four three)
i love fruitvale ho shoppin’, east 14th hustlin’
i hate guns, but love the sound of my glock bustin’ (yes, i do)
it feel good when you make somethin’ out of nothin’

[outro]
i get juice, i get juice
i get juice, i get juice
i get juice, i get juice
i get juice, i get juice…

- allblack kenny beats

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