[Verse 1: Juvenile]

Ay you wan' score ki, no you wan'score an ounce

I ain't gon' show you shit, make sure you got the right amount

boy I can't front you nuttin but I respect ya G

it could get fatal if I let niggaz get next to me

the junkies like my coke, Doctors, and Lawyers too

they in, and out here all day lookin for the right Peru

I use to do it too but I had to let it go

I can't get loaded I'm lil' wodie that supply the coke

my shit'll have you where you don't even much wanna eat

have you a lack of sleep always out up in them streets

been in rehab for weeks come home and get a bag from me

you gon' relapse indeed, probably want ever leave

don't want no problems I just wanna get this cheddar please

I can't get popped, I've been convicted for two felonies

look I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter

I hope they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter



[Chorus]

If you score some coke from me

you will be numb, numb, numb, numb, numb

numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb

if you don't get it from me you will be

dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

you'll be comin back in minutes to get

some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some, some

damn Juvie where you get that

from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from, from



[Verse 2: Juvenile]

They don't work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes

they be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold

and we work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes

we don't be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold

weigh it and bring it in this shit is shipped to me

I never