Lyrics:
a bad gangsta lean
Robert Davis slowed down in my cartoons
F in H for a jacka, want a war wound
I spill drank on my clothes, that's a bar wound
4's pokin
there [?]
She's mine
Plus she's blind to the fact that I'm The Jacka
Mista Cali Co packa
I have ta
Floss to be the boss
You just a black girl lost
But she
just posted by the store
Yeah they pocket watchin' so keep your money on the low
Yeah them jackas and robbers they gon' be knockin at your door
I ain't
fences lower defenses go on offensive (Attacka tacka tacka tacka)
Dirty dog by god by bog long schlong my mind is clogged (Waggah waggah waggah waggah)
smoke some Runtz
LB and Ray tapped me in
I been straight since
We only smoke the best, we could bet
This shit straight piff bangin' Jacka
I just made
think I had tha wrong role model
Me & U
So I just might be tha wrong role model
For you and you
It's safe to say
I had tha wrong role model
Oh lawd
Intro
Rip to the jacka
All the way to where you stay
Verse 1
2008 I was scraping change for black n milds
Me and feva with a heater in a 2 seater,
Blinded by the light, going on ecstasy
If it wasn't for this gangsta shit I wonder where the west will be
4 1 3 don't wanna die stand next to me
to get my weight up (X2)
Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up
Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up
How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?
dead off that
That lil' bitch blew you
But you was just gettin' read off that
It's gon' be a different kinda' lick
When them jacka' niggas gettin' bread
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea check
Shout 'em out I just do it like a fucking Nike rep
Bentley truck Chuck, with the Henny cupped up
Don't get me
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
I miss my fuckin' homeboys
Why they kill the Jack?
Life just really ain't fair where we livin' at
Gelato with the Cognac
Haters wanna hold me
zero gangsta
Z tym że postawa full arogancka
Dlatego znów ma ktoś coś do Jacka
Nie jestem sobą pisząc bez capsa
Płacz mi płacą i zgadza się kaska
Płacą
and the jackas wanna kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, didn't graduate
But I, got a Ph.D from Pimp State
And I, got a Master's Degree in movin' weight
And my,
the peace, im in the zone all by my lonsome, who want some,
touchable by fume, protolome, stop it, a nigga writing this cracka, im
with knife n jackas, i
drugs, Can't take this from
Him, He loved girls. Went from neighborhood
Jackas,To neighborhood stackas I-10 ridaz,to
I-10 traffickas. Imagine us in that
There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can
Express how I feel even though I act crazy
Go in
i got money
Just when you thought you had seen the last of a nuisance
I done came back full blast with some new shit
Niggas took the old me, tried
this shit real quick
I'm fucked up - I get lit and shit
Like - "Fuck drugs; Imma vent some shit"
"Hi, what's up - Cardigan just slid by"
Lemme slide with
knife by my side I bet imma shank you
If they speak on your name they not gon survive catch manual send that boy to the sky imma be a real nigga Til
on the people who would kill just to be by you
And beware of those who appear to be dyin' to meet you
Let your therapy be The Bible and let yourself just be
all again
Flavour maker
Day in, day out
I'm a risk taker
I like Wendy, Rachel, Stacey
I even like Jolie just like the tomb raider
Go studio put in
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