เนื้อเพลง Gun Plus a Mask - Juicy J

[Intro]
You n*ggas gon have to start
Watchin your mothaf*ckin back
Real sh*t

[Hook]
A Gun Plus a Mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash [x3]
A gun plus a mask, that equals cash
So if your f*cked up down to your last
A gun and a mask gon getchu cash
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
What you know about it n*gga this that goon sh*t
AK sweep a n*gga house without a broomstick
So n*gga come up of that bad, all them pistols blast
With the choppa at yo house lyin in the grass
They a rob a n*gga blind if they doin bad
Duct tape around the handle they don't use a mag
So tell em where its at, don't tell em no more lies
Line yo family up against the wall, and open fire
All you trap n*ggas are victims, jackers gon catch you slippin
Feeling yourself, flashin this stuntin, n*ggas are come end up missin
You trappers gon drop off that cash, you see em out here they hurtin
They got you back its a robbery, n*gga now don't make it a murder
Too late to talk when the sh*t hit the fan
Got choppas on deck, war drums than a band
Gun a n*gga down, leave em where he stands
Highway to hell, n*gga better start praying

[Hook]
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash [x3]
A gun plus a mask, that equals cash
So if your f*cked up down to your last
A gun and a mask gon getchu cash
A gun plus a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals cash

[Bridge:]
Walk up to your house, knock on your door, and blow your ass off
Drop it off, drop it off, b*tch I got a sawed-off
B*tch I got a sawed-off
Walk up to your house, knock on your door, and blow your ass off
Drop it off, drop it off, b*tch I got a sawed-off
B*tch I got a sawed-off

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
They telling me Yela don't swing
Look buddy don't worry bout me
If you in my lane, you would end up in a train that's ditch with the snakes in a leeches
Gotta take a mothaf*cka out I get wanted cuz I never did sh*t but me,
Its about time that I said it, hey would I regret it we'll see (f*ck that)
Yelawolf I am a loose cannon, ask David Banner how deep
I was born and raised in this sh*t, momma I got manners bout me
But I'll get dirty if I gotta get dirty and dead a mothaf*ckin piranha up in a Alabama creek
I'm hotter than you in the middle of the summer
Sitting in a sauna under the sun in a Alabama street, sh*t
Rockin rollin' I got noted, I'm going up yeah I'm going
But with my dreams and my people I got that poetry loaded
My soul is sold, and they sold it, sweet [?] they grow it
I leave that potato smoking, look b*tch don't think that I'm jokin
Click, POW!