Name It After Me Lyrics - Chronicles Of The Juice Man: Underground Album - Juicy J

(Verse 1: Juicy J) 

Now I'm gonna tell you bout this flippin 

When I ride down the strippin 

Bentley rolls on these hoes 

Couple months a nigga be flippin 

And you always see me glistenin 

Window down bumpin system 

Some of these cowards out here hatin 

Keep on hatin cause I aint finished 

Just a nigga from the hood 

Tryin to keep it to the good 

Wit dem gangs run the street 

And they push dem Cadillac woods 

And dem fellas on parole 

Tryin to keep them pockets swole 

But we gotta trust dem gods 

Neither one can save our soul 

From these crooked ass cops 

That'd be rollin down our block mane 

Tryin to flip dis change 

But they fuckin up my stock mane 

Baby need sum shoes 

And my broad need some weed 

But I cant work no job 

So I'm out hurr smokin weed 

And I gotta keep on hustlin 

Cause a nigga gotta eat 

You can find me at the candy ladies 

Slangin packs of P 

Minimum wage five fifty 

And they wonder why we deal 

Why niggas always stressin 

Drinkin liquor 

poppin pills 

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(Chorus: Frayser Boy) + (Juicy J) 

The game aint the same, we done changed the game 

Stay the fuck away from us, we dont fuck wit you ladies 

The game aint the same, we done changed the game 

Stay the fuck away from us, we dont fuck wit you ladies 

(So I hit the dope, grab the glock, and the chrome, and the rocks) 

(On yo block, in your fuckin face, hit this all off) 

(So I hit the dope, grab the glock, and the chrome, and the rocks) 

(On yo block, in your fuckin face, hit this all off) 

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(Verse 2: Frayser Boy) 

Nigga I dont fuck witch you 

Nigga u dont fuck with me 

Dogg you talk behind my back 

Just because the shit you see 

Man you got yo bitch ways 

Glocks up in ya just like a hoe 

When you mention pimpin 

Best believe it 

My niggas let me know 

All up in my niggas face 

Got my name up in yo mouth 

Dont make a nigga like me 

Knock yo fuckin grill out 

So you best chill out 

Keep everythang on the straight 

Dont be smilin in my face 

And when I leave dogg you hate 

When I see you man we sweet 

Just before the shit go 

Nigga I aint fuck yo bitch 

So what the fuck you hatin fo 

Ol shaky ass nigga 

I aint bust a fuckin grape 

Wanna throw sum fuckin bows 

Nigga I'll participate 

Leave the brakes off yo ass 

Nigga you dont think I will 

If you wanna keep some peace between us you better chill 

Just because I dont talk shit 

Doesnt mean I wont bust heads 

So dont let nobody else 

Tell me bout some shit you said hoe 

(Chorus)