Juicy J
Cut Em Off
[Intro]
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You know what I'm saying, mane
You get to the point in your life mane
When you gotta start just cut motherfuckers off mane
Real shit

[Hook]
I just had to cut a couple n***as off (you know it)
I just had to cut a couple bitches off
N***as swear they hard but they really soft (they fake)
Swear to God, these bitches tryna throw me off
I just had to cut a couple n***as off
I just had to cut a couple bitches off (fuck em)
N***as swear they hard but they really soft (they fake)
Swear to God, these bitches tryna throw me off (real shit)

[Verse 1]
These days I can't trust a soul
Gotta keep a thang everywhere I go
You know how I rock, you know how I roll (you know it)
Gotta keep me one up top in it, ain't no lettin' go
Like I got a full house, I can't never fold
Gotta pay me hunnid thousand if you want a show
Gotta pay me right now, you know how it go (cash)
Tryna get It by the pound, I got it for the low
In my hood I'm a legend, n***a ain't no tellin' (let's get it)
What we doin' for the paper, all my n***as felons
They can't get it like we get it so them n***as jealous
Wrap it up tight when you mail it so they can't smell it (yeah)
I tryna tell 'em I'm one of a kind
They tried to tell me they the truth and I knew they was lyin'
In the trap, my n***as cookin' them 2 at the time
Before I got up in the game, I knew it was mine, bitch
So these n***as is wastin' their time (they wastin')
And these bitches is waitin' in line (hoe)
I need every penny, ain't wastin' a dime (hoe)
Had to cut these n***as off 'cause I'm racin' the time (let's go)
[Hook]
I just had to cut a couple n***as off
I just had to cut a couple bitches off
N***as swear they hard but they really soft
Swear to God, these bitches tryna throw me off
I just had to cut a couple n***as off
I just had to cut a couple bitches off
N***as swear they hard but they really soft
Swear to God, these bitches tryna throw me off

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, true story n***a), whole time, they wasn't ready
N***as ran up with extendos, he like fuck it n***a, let's get it
He know who it was, he know where they live, he put 30 shots in his fitted
When he came back with that choppa on him, n***as thought he brought him a midget
On some real shit, he 'bout to kill shit, got no soul, he don't feel shit
He gotta couple n***as that be in the field, you don't wanna feel the hit stick
We blitz shit, won't miss shit
My n***as be loadin' and blowin' that iron
My n***as be really be movin' them dimes
While n***as be rappin' for nothin', I be out here sellin' these rhymes (gettin' it)
N***as be reppin' the streets but really be new to these crimes (they phony) hoe
N***as really wanna rob me (yeah)
But the set me up for a hunna piece, won't stop me (n***a)
N***as really wanna rob me (come on)
But the set me up for a hunna keys, won't stop me (come on) bitch
'Cause I got this bread and these n***as is toast
N***as see me like like they just saw a ghost
Fuck around might do get hit out the ghost