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lirik lagu squeeze the trigga – juicy j

[verse 1: k!lla b]
now we popping game on the b*tches ’cause they know
a pimp type n*gga’s on the motherf*cking flow
so drop it off hoe and i’ma go up in your back
and if you talk sh*t, you’ll get a foot up in your ass
see f*cked n*ggas fake and players stay strong
see if it ain’t dead ’cause this sh*t is going on, b
careful when you’re rolling through my motherf*cking set
’cause if you ain’t strapped, your stupid ass [?]
and i bet i got some things for you p*ssy ass n*ggas
perpetrate, like you’re hard and you never touched the trigger
but you figure you’re the sh*t just because you want a bite
but step to the k!ller and your ass just might take flight
’cause i’m tired of the motherf*cking [?]
so just pass me the glock for the f*cking execution
a pimp type n*gga ’cause i got to be real
you got to come hard unless you want to be k!lled
but you still want to play like a motherf*cking hoe
so now it’s time i rush your ass to the f*cking floor
i ain’t saying what i’m saying motherf*cker, it’s for real
you’re gonna f*ck around and get your motherf*cking cap hit

[hook]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
[verse 2: k!lla b]
i spit motherf*cking lyrics from my windpipe
f*cking n*ggas up when it’s time to fill their head like
rolling through the mound with a half a pound of yak
then i call my n*gga [?] iced out jacket
make a move brother, [?] 8ball
i got the glock in the glove for your n*ggas stupid car
a pimp with a b*tch, so motherf*ck a hoe
i got b*tches selling aspirin from tennessee to chicago
cali and new york and all the seven seas
(do pimps eat p*ssy?) man, that depends
i kick it like a [?] i thought you n*ggas knew it
if you got a mission too [?]
a n*gga doing wrong but i’m still about the right things
sold a little dope but i never had to g*ngb*ng
[?] on my roadies, peeping game in the clip
and one in the chamber for you n*ggas on the creep tip
b*tches on my d*ck ’cause they know this sh*t is thick
and n*ggas in the mental, fatal shots to the temple
so see it’s quite simple for a n*gga that’s for real
don’t step to the k!ller or else you’ll get your f*cking cap hit

[hook]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
squeeze the trigga
[verse 3: k!lla b]
just like my n*gga homicide, i’m paranoid n*gga
you reach for your gat, aw sh*t i got a [?]
so pimps don’t play, so motherf*cker don’t step
a b*tch k!lling hoes ’cause i got to hold my rep
see i’m stepping with my weapon on my hip, it’s a trip
every clip in my hand and i’m walking with a limp
gorilla pimping b*tches in the motherf*cking house
orange mound n*ggas that were gonna turn it out
for the n*ggas getting buck, getting so ruck
when i’m filling cats, i take the motherf*cking dandruff
off a n*gga head, it’s dripping red on the concrete
notice when i’m flowing that i never got off beat
one time, see i kick the rhymes that make you shiver
it’s me k!lla b, the motherf*cking [?]

[hook]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]
pimp n*gga, k!lla b, the mother f*cking [?]

- juicy j

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