Juicy J
Don’t Trust ’Em
[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Gangsta Blac]
Slick wazzup?
Tell me somethin' dirty, what they did
When nothing but my azz was draggin'
Only you was true and gave me somethin'
Much love to you playa
Real n***as gonna' make it see
Bustas they won't make it tho'
Constantly crossin' out da G's
Jealous street bitch muthafuckaz, rumors startin', young cocksuckers, causin' trouble for us brothers
[? Load out clown/loads of clout, never love you'll see ?]
You can be my enemy, never been no kin' to me
If you was, cuhz, feel the buzz of this
[? N-I-N-E ? ]
Not gonna' say your name
If I do, you might get hot
I don't give a fuck
I take your bitch into your stash spot
It can be whatever, toe to toe
Blow for blow my nig, dig' what I'm sayin' trick? N***a like me don't give a shit!
[? G-A-N-G-S-T-A, B-L-A, to the fuckin' K ?]
Comin' from the hood
There's no good whatchu' gotta say
Homies turn to phonie mothеrfuckaz'
For a [ ? n***a's/nickle bitch ? ]
Is it cuz' I'm a triple 6 or is you a jealous bitch?!