I Ain't Gotta Say Shit

[Intro: Juicy J] There's a lot of fake ass niggas out here Kill yourself! [Verse 1: Juicy J] That pistol heavy, got me walking with a gangsta limp F'n bullets big enough to sink a fucking ship Just ask them pussy nigga's that you hanging with Put that pistol to yo head, we don't aim and miss You bitches won't do nothing but a lot of talk And if they find you in the river, that's not my fault 30 thousand on the stripper, I'm just fuckin' off Put a price on you head, I'm like "fuck the cost" Put some nigga's on they feet, I won't have to pay Put the word on the streets, you won't last a day Pussy nigga's want beef, that's a super size Go to war with Juicy J, that's a suicide And they won't find yo' body for a couple of weeks Meanwhile I'm touring, fucking groupie bitches over seas [Hook] You got yo nigga's with you, but they ain't goin' say shit Got money ice on me, nigga ain't goin' take shit Send them goons at ya, I ain't gotta say shit (I ain't gotta say shit) You got yo nigga's with you, but they ain't goin' say shit Got money ice on me, nigga ain't goin' take shit Send them goons at ya, I ain't gotta say shit (I ain't gotta say shit) [Verse 2: Juicy J] Bunch of goons on deck, bunch of two's on deck Shoot you front close range, don't die, you blessed Got an angel on your side, got God in your corner You a bitch in your hood ain't nobody gonna mourn you All this money in my pocket, how this pistol goin' fit 12 gauge on the seat, with the pistol grip Me and my shooters hit your block and shut it down You nigga's ain't no killa's, ya'll a bunch of clowns Spray everything up, couple hundred rounds, get everybody touched Surround your house, no running out Try to leave, you fucked That's real talk, no secrets That's how we handle that beef shit Drop yo' ass in the Mississippi, with shoes made out of cement [Hook]