Ion Wan Juug No Mo lyrics

[Verse 1]
All I do is juug (Juug)
All I know is the plug (Plug)
Guns with a whole lot of drugs
Heard you got them dollars, I'ma come, gimme sum (watch me)
I'ma come take your funds (I do)
Rob a man, no problem
And we shootin' with these bullets, can't dodge em
Bullets ain't got no name, I just pop 'em
They heard it like [?], haha, boy watch your language
All my goons tote that stainless
Keep a 30, leave you brainless on the pavement
Chalk line, now we duckin' one time
Still push packs on the front line
Work on me, about mine
Posted in the uh-uh, daylight tonight
I got white powder bags like ice
Two for [?] can't beat the price
Wanna play with your life, boy, is it worth it?
I be f*cking on your sister
Had your baby mama suck me off right after the service
You so nervous, how so nervous
The influence of Goop
Show up with my troops, gotta zip for the two
Don't you act up, boy, I ran you through
f*ck the other side, I know [?] on [?]
See it walking, throwing signs, [?] juugin' totin' iron
[Hook]
I don't wanna juug no more
But this the only life that a hunnid thousand soldier know
Wrappin plastic, baggin, trappin, boom
[?] work, do magic
You can stack it, keep it packin
And I'll boom it off in traffic
I don't wanna juug no more
But this the only life that a hunnid thousand soldier know
Wrappin plastic, baggin, trappin, boom
[?] work, do magic
You can stack it, keep it packin
And I'll boom it off in traffic

[Verse 2]
Still booming bags (bags)
Still booming packs
I work with the work like it's all I ever had
Feel like Kirby ain't you [?], but I see you with them [?]
All my cousins keep it crackin' in three-mile rounds in the precinct
Boy, you better believe me, (I'm tellin' you) all I do is flick
[?], hurricane twist, they know lil Goop [?] whip
My chopper bring me thots, my chopper bring me loot
My chopper ain't at home, whoadie, it's always on Goop
Who say that they shoot, huh?
Who say that they shoot?
I got shooters on the roof
Neighborhood sniper, [?] troop
Goop bout what? All about the bucks
Two for threes out the up, and A1 budda in my blunt
Lemme [?] pour out some gin
Miss my cousin Lil Mote, I'll boom it all out for him