Juicy J - My n***az lyrics

[Hook:] My n***as... Wherever I go, they goin' go My n***as... If a hater get wrong, we goin' beat that boy [Verse 1:] Ski mask, black clothes is the work suit 40 Glocks, AKs is the work tools n***as slick dissin' hating, really wanna be me Cuz I'm the realest in the game, b**h come see me You n***as k**s me on the "powder get you hyper," You drink that liquor then turn into the ultimate fighter I got some young n***as that'll bend your f**ing brains in Some stupid dumb n***a wild'n out the frame man I'm at the club with my thugs doing a rain dance We throw up signs in the air, cuz it's gangland We in the V.I.P. vodka drankin' Diamonds shining eyes blinding big ring-n [Hook:] [Verse 2:] I bought a old school and put brains on the b**h [?] thangs on the b**h n***a I'm the man, I'm the same with the whips Your baby mama love me, she go ham on the dick You better play dead when I send out the hit You said you dope dealing, let's go half on a brick A large amount of beans and a pound of the mint A small trap house where I sell all the sh** I know what it feel like broke in the slum Hustle til I die, I'm gonna grind til I'm done A real hood n***a I'm gonna shine like the sun A champ with the work, I'll sell you a crumb A hot flatscreen and a whole lot of guns A fine triple b**h for a whole lot of fun Some fishscale coke you can test with your tongue n***as always saying, "oh sh**, it's the bomb." Still throwing sets up in the club, cracking dome-ahs n***a I'm a vet to the sh** we be known for Rollin on some X my nig, I'm a stoner I keep a rusty Tech that'll keep you in a coma [Hook:]