JUGGA THE BULLY - Nonstop lyrics

Jugga the Bully, Atlantis like...

Split the optimo, crumble the bud, and get high

Like to shuttle the bud, get up in the tunnel of love

She wanna cuddle and hug, go dancing, baby cut a little rug

All the shorties wanna bubble wit' Juggs, doublin up

Their man run up, he getting bust in the mud

Do you really wanna rumble wit a thug?

I'm leavin Emcees flat and in a puddle of blood

Gotcha all crew huddling up, get ya strategy straight

It's a tragedy for your anatomy, if ya battle me

Call the cavalry first, cause if ya spit a verse after me

Catastrophe is your fate, and I'm a rapper like a salary

Got no mentality, can't shake it, can't fake it

Keep it real like the old cliché, then again like Goldie say

Your girl chose me, your just a protégé, be on your way

We can't afford to hate, we all in the same game

We just play for different squads

But you beatin me that's distant odds

While you rehearse and run it through 3 or 4 different bars

If your listenin God, all I want is tracks to crush

Gats to bust, and a wife wit a fat ass to cut, plus

Some grass to puff, that's enough, oh yeah

Can I make it without crashin my truck?

Shit, I promise if that's my luck, you get your ten points(baby)

I aint hatin on your divinity

I'm just tryin to be the best I can be

Got me sufferin anxiety, little sobriety

Not enough variety, eat, doo-doo, sleep, cut, write rhymes

Eat, doo-doo, sleep, cut, things are all the same

Despite all the dames who call my name

It aint nothing, unless I make it to the rap hall of fame

Me lose, ya'll the same

Me and my fort got it locked like prison doors

I'm that fat man your chick adores

If you ain't getting yours, it aint my fault, this is war

Don't be mad, a matter fact hit the floor

I'm the difference between rich and poor, make a transition

Give me all your jewels and the money you got

Sunny or not, runnin ya block, Juggas in charge

Stop frontin like your something your not

If you really got beef then I'm dumpin the glock (I'm shot)

Dude, your Teflon vest is swiss

I'm the best at this, perfectionist, ya next to get this

I'm deadly like Asbestoses to kids

Wanna battle get some references

I'll lift styles beat ya with your own flow

Shang-solom, Brahma the Bull

Kill ya soft wit the comical jokes

Kiss my ass, of a little man is optional

Lock and load, I gotta explode

The Bully, on a mission in ninety-nine

Workin out to improve condition

And position of my joints to blow

Leavin haters trembling, looking feminine

When I'm bendin them, who face you grinning in

Juggs great like relevance, all ya see is Timberland trees

What goes around comes around feel the pendulum breeze

Then watch me spread through ya'll, like Jamal

Instantly, intimately, chickens givin me love

Like Wimbledon's referee's take it or leave

Folk you fake like Make believe

Ya whole image cosmetic call ya Mabeline

Hotter if ya plan to reckon the cream

Wake up from ya dream, Rip Winkle

Juggernaut shoot ? like Kris Kringle, makin shit tingle

Make her tits jingle more then earrings

Hit it all night, pull out my tip wrinkle

Material for my next hit single

I shouldn't be like this, but the chicks mingle

And when you freak tight chicks all day

It's kinda hard to be humble

When they party with Jugga

I'm diggin so deep they leavin wit their arteries jumbled

When they jab, bet they probably stumbled

Choking and coughin, cause they swallowed me like some gumbo

Cupid keeps hittin these broads wit the archery bundles

Follow me like Colombo, when you comin over Juggs?

Hey maybe tomorrow I mumble!

With no intentions on stroking the chicken

With or without your permission, my flow rippin on the mic

No contingent like the 'Dirty Bird' I'd, ah, own the division

Oh, and did I mention the fact that, I'm the fat cat

In the black strap wit the gat packed

Snuggly in the leather knapsack and if I gotta clap that

Best believe you'll hear the clack-clack

Plus ya getcha back cracked or get rocked over the phat track

>From the beat after I smoked it

Couple of blows to ya grill, leave ya smile crooked

If ya got beef I'll cook it

Serve it to you on a plate, no debate

Just ask the crowd who took it

Bet they say the Bully blowed it

Buzzin since the day Goodie voted

Juggernaut fully reloaded

Tilt with one in the chamber, hand triggered

Even got my nigga Riggs at the Source sayin shouldn't we quote it

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