Juicy J – That’s What It Is lyrics

[Chorus: Bank Mr 912]
I'm in the trap with them bitches, tryna get my money back
Dressed in all black, yeah I like that
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
And I don't play no fuckin games, got that heater for you lames
Everybody in my hood know my motherfuckin name
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I'm the realest dope nigga, in my hood I got the hitter
With a chopper trigger that'll go pop pop pop
Nigga try to get a couple mill [?]
[?]
See the cops, they can't stop them niggas
[?]
[?]
All you hoes gon respect this shit
All you hoes gon respect this pimpin
[?]

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[Chorus: Bank Mr 912]
I'm in the trap with them bitches, tryna get my money back
Dressed in all black, yeah I like that
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
And I don't play no fuckin games, got that heater for you lames
Everybody in my hood know my motherfuckin name
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is

[Verse 2: Bank Mr 912][?] on the block tryna ball
[?] but I'm like "fuck 'em dog"
And I'm [?] all this money, eyes only see them dollar signs
If it ain't green, you can call me color blind
[?] I'm the shit, so where's my toilet paper?
[?] stop cause I'm getting paper
Dope boy homie, I represent that westside
Shout out to them niggas fuckin with me from the eastside
[?] these niggas don't wanna see me dog
[?] damb right I want it all
[?] gotta get the best of this
[?]

[Chorus: Bank Mr 912]
I'm in the trap with them bitches, tryna get my money back
Dressed in all black, yeah I like that
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
And I don't play no fuckin games, got that heater for you lames
Everybody in my hood know my motherfuckin name
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Patta!
I'm getting the money, all the rest can go to hell
50's and them hundreds coming off them coca sales
[?]
[?]
Hoes wanna check me, homeboys wanna [?] me
[?]
Put this pistol in your mouth, I ain't studder [?]
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[Chorus: Bank Mr 912]
I'm in the trap with them bitches, tryna get my money back
Dressed in all black, yeah I like that
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
And I don't play no fuckin games, got that heater for you lames
Everybody in my hood know my motherfuckin name
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is, that's what it is