Lyrics:
the bag I won't tumble I'm not jack & jill
Thru it all I stay humble I came from a pit
Apartment buildings to a house on the hills
EBT turnt to infinite
I gotta put on
Dis wea I belong
Get hit in da dome ain't no taking my Throne
I'm tryna get stoned
Dat kush my Cologne
She take off her thong we
that dick
They just eat it up we headed to the top
They wanna go so they can eat with us
Walk up, moon walk, like Mike Jack
Why them niggas call
kucari
You still whacked ion Jack with Yo shit
Roll Yo bitch in my fuckin cigs
You fuckin rat get off my dick
Hit with chopstick ion keep a stick
For my
HEY! its nice to meet ya! Miss Kiesha!
PAINT! lil shawty face! Mona Lisa
JUST! came from the bank! Ran the piece up!
SKRT! Right off the lot! Fuck
spit in it baby
I'm tryna get up and get back, Wack
Jack smith high hit with a sack
Jack sparrow
I hit yo bitch with an arrow
I told that bitch I'm not
I walk around with my chest out like a asthmatic
21 for the fit, i been blackjacking
I Took off on em quick like a jack rabbit
Jumped head first in
Verse 1
Dump at the crew with the knock and the semi
Bullets gon fly through his kidney
Hollows go off like the forth of July, cause a Oppedy nigga
Bringing newborn life
To this tortured mind
I thrive and feed on fear
Come closer now my dear
Your Uncle Jack is here
The hunt is on
I'll R.I.P. them all
All that I need, look at all the love we've found
I won't run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound, oh
Flava-Flave
ways
Been sipping on that old Jack, loud pack
That brown'll make you frown and then you jump off in the crowd
And you don't hold back, no slack
later
A little higher off the ground
Things there hadn't changed
And that just really got him down
So he went off to San Antone
An hour to the east
comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack, paddy wack, give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back, relax and just take off yo' shoes
While I gotta tell you what I
come like I beep 'em
Tried to jack, stepped up and got popped
Cause I'm takin out scum like "Robocop"
Twistin off rhymes in a lyrical knot
The temporary,
fat, early in the mornin'
Little Jack, grab your hat, hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bat a cat, kick him in the fireplace
There's someone in
Black Jack David came riding through the woods
And he sang so loud and gaily
Made the hills around him ring
And he charmed the heart of a lady.
tru upon my back (c-murder)
A gangsta that's strapped so you can't jack
Ain't nuthin but killas on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the shocker
Look
Mask off
I pullup on any scene it's bussin then I blast off
Yeah I use my hands patty cake her 'cause that ass soft
Whole time, I can't lie
Get off yo horse, get off yo horse, get off yo uh
Get off yo horse, get off yo horse, Get off yo horse, get off yo uh
Get off yo horse, get off yo
[Verse One]
I can't quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin round my gate
Started fiending for a Jack& but had no cash
I
want static? Punk, don't trip
Dope beats laid by DJ Slip
My lyrics go good with the groove
And while you're dazed, I pull a jack move
My rep never lets,
an ashtray
Ain't got no checks to drop
It's a Apple jack day
New toy on the West, it's yo heartbeat
Foreign key fire
This lil' bitch don't got a car key
Walk
Its them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-mo
(D-mo)
Here I go, here I go
Gettin crunk on tha reala, Im a nigga be smokin that killa
Because we know
Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah
Its them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-mo
(D-mo)
Here I go, here I go
Gettin crunk on tha reala, I'm a nigga be
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